Xiang Que's rather careless words made the woman's face become even more bitter, and she felt aggrieved.
"I didn't do it"
"Huh?" Xiang Que blinked his triangular eyes and asked blankly, "Is this going to be a story?"
The woman playing the piano leaned on her arms and said calmly: "Someone threw a glass of red wine at a price that may be expensive. I have never drunk this kind of wine, and I didn't expect to taste it in this way for the first time."
Xiang Que said with a smile, "Why don't you ask someone to pay for it? A piece of clothing worth over RMB 10,000 is ruined. If you are serious, you can tell him that he deliberately damaged other people's belongings. If you are anxious, you can let him squat in there for two days."
"
The woman looked at Xiang Que with a rather strange look and said, "Then this is not a story, but a joke."
"What's going on? Someone poured wine on you for no reason. You don't seem to be so unwelcoming."
"Pfft." The woman's glasses turned into crescent moons again. It seemed that her mood had begun to change after hearing Xiang Que say a few words: "He said he wanted to buy me a drink, but I didn't agree."
"That's a bit pretentious," Xiang Que said, scratching his nose.
"He said he wanted to find a place where no one was around, just me and him having a drink together."
"That's because he's being too pretentious," Xiang Que said, scratching his nose again.
The woman smiled: "I could only refuse, but he said that I didn't give him face. How can an actor pretend to be aloof? But I am not aloof. First of all, I can't drink and I don't know how to drink. Then I
I don’t want to drink with him in a deserted place.”
"Well, that's what happened." Xiang Que raised his fingers and said, "Follow me."
"What?" the woman asked in surprise.
"Go and talk to him about the truth. You don't have to drink wine. Why do you splash it on other people's clothes? If you don't want to drink, just drink. After explaining the reason, let him compensate you for one more piece. It's more than 10,000 yuan. It's quite serious.
Money!" Xiang Que turned around and left.
The woman didn't move, looked at Xiang Que with a rather strange look and said, "Can this place be reasonable?"
"Principles do not distinguish between places, but strength, do you understand?" Xiang Que actually reached out and grabbed her arm, then dragged her towards the crowd: "Come on, point it out to me."
"Let's forget it," the woman said, somewhat begging.
"Are you really going to go without food and water for a year? Then you're not hungry. Don't worry, we're just asking him if he can pay for his clothes. If not, just forget it. What's wrong? This is not a society governed by the rule of law. I'm just asking him. What's wrong?
Can you kill someone?"
"Really, just asking?" The woman always felt that something was wrong with what Xiang Que said.
"It's necessary. You still can't believe my character? You just have to see if I'm honest or not." After Xiang Que pulled her around in the crowd, the woman pointed to the person standing in front of her.
A small group of people said: "That man in a white suit and tie with a glass of wine in his hand."
There were five young people standing in front of them, both men and women, well-dressed and well-spoken. Their behavior as social elites looked a bit like a scene from an idol drama, especially the young man surrounded in the middle, wearing a white suit and tie.
Wearing a purple tie and a short buzzcut, he looks a little like a star.
But Xiang Que thought he was very coquettish, even more coquettish than the old Taoist.
Xiang Que casually took a glass of red wine from the hand of a waiter next to him and walked over: "Come on, excuse me, why don't you have a drink?"
Xiang Que stood in the middle of a few people with a smile and said something.
"Shua." Five eyes looked over, and they were a little surprised.
What was surprising was that Xiang Que was dressed as if he should go under the bridge instead of here.
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"What's going on? Who are you? Who wants to have a drink with you?" someone asked with a frown.
"If you don't drink, what's going on?" Xiang Que pulled the woman next to him, pulled her over and said to the white suit: "Did you just spill a glass of wine on my friend?
"
Xiang Que was still very polite and used the word "splash" instead of the word "splash" when describing it.
"Yeah, spilled." Bai Sui smiled and nodded.
"Look, these clothes are not cheap. This girl can't afford to pay for it as a working girl. The clothes are borrowed. I think you are also a person of high status. Maybe you can't go pale just because of a piece of clothing, right?"
This girl has such a hard time, how about you give her a piece of clothing as compensation?" Xiang Que said seriously.
The man in the white suit took a sip of the wine in his glass and said lightly: "Just spill it."
"No, this piece of clothing costs more than 10,000 yuan, which is quite expensive," Xiang Que said in shock.
"More than 10,000 yuan, quite expensive?"
"hehe·······"
All five people laughed. Among them, a young woman wearing a low-cut backless dress laughed even more wildly: "In your tears, it is not more than 10,000 yuan, which is already the most expensive dress."
"Well, my outfit only costs more than a hundred yuan. What does ten thousand yuan mean to me?"
"Are you really going to ask us to compensate?" someone asked again.
Xiang Que frowned and said, "It's a little stained, do I have to repeat it again?"
"Uh-huh" the expressions of several people changed a bit, and the man in the white suit said softly and speechlessly: "It's just a spill, there's no compensation for it."
"Why?"
"As I said, she works as a music player. She is here to serve. Her duty is to accompany us and serve us. Do you understand?"
Xiang Que gently shook the red wine in his hand and said, "I really don't want to apologize."
"Well, I can't pay for it, and I'm just wondering how someone like you walked into a place like this and was secretly brought in by her to see the world?"
Xiang Que stopped shaking the wine glass, then with a "swish", he threw the wine in the glass towards the white suit in front of him.
"Poof" a glass of wine as bright as blood was spilled on the other party's body, starting from the bottom of the neck and extending to the waist, soaking a large area red.
White clothes are not resistant to stains. Let alone a glass of wine, even if you rub your hands on it, there will be a stain. You can imagine the result if you spill a glass of wine.
The clothes are from Armani, this year’s latest model, and they are not yet available in China.
The five people suddenly fell silent.
The woman playing the piano was shocked.
Xiang Que shook the empty wine glass in his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I spilled it too, but I can't pay for it."
"You're crazy, you poured wine on our clothes." The woman in the backless dress pointed her finger at Xiang Que and said, "Where did you come from, a bastard? Why did you come to such a place to run wild? You poured wine on us."
, you’re tired of living, aren’t you?”
"Pah!" Xiang Que waved his hand and slapped the woman on the face. He frowned and said, "If you don't accept it, do it. Who are you calling a bastard?"
A slap hit the opponent's face like a mountain of five fingers. The woman was stunned for a long time and then screamed "Ouch".
The man in the white suit opposite nodded and said in a very calm tone: "Shanghai, you can't get out."
The woman next to Xiang Que pulled Xiang Que's sleeve nervously and said helplessly: "Didn't you say you were here to reason?"
"Ah, this is my way of reasoning," Xiang Que replied to her matter-of-factly.