“Hmm.”
The woman’s attention was obviously drawn to the billiard game, Farren Austin had scored three goals in a row since the beginning of the game, and now Boss Mao missed and it was Farren Austin’s turn to hit the ball again.
“Old Mao seems to have met his match this time, your friend’s billiards skills are good.”
Amelia Bright was also a bit surprised, she also saw Farren Austin playing billiards for the first time.
“He’s also an amateur.”
“He’s not an amateur. Before he retired, Mao was a three-time World Champion.”
The woman tsked, “I thought no one was going to take this prize tonight, look at old Mao’s face, it’s really something.”
After chatting for a while, Amelia Bright learned that the woman’s name was Michelle, who lived in Beauty River year-round and owned a cafe here, but from the way she dressed and talked, it was easy to associate her with some other profession.
“You seem to know Boss Mao very well.”
“Not bad, I live here all the time, I’m familiar with all the bar owners here, but Boss Mao has been here the longest, so I’m kind of more familiar.”
“Is that so?” Amelia Bright nodded, “I came to Beauty River with my friend three or four years ago, and I don’t think he owned the bar at that time.”
“Three or four years ago?” Michelle thought carefully, “Oh, the bar was still owned by Dru at that time.”
Dru, this name is easy to match with Dru Qiu’s name.
It seems that these people are Dru Qiu’s friends.
Amelia Bright continued to talk without moving her voice.
“My friend and I came here this time because we read online that this place is good, but I don’t seem to see anything special about it.”
“In the end, bars are all the same, they’re just for fun, and some people have big desires and want more than the average bar can give them.”
“This place gives it?”
“Of course, here … is heaven.”
A bar that does not allow cell phones or any communication devices to take pictures, to say that there is no secret, I am afraid that no one will believe it.
Amelia Bright failed to ask why she said that, the bar can give what will not be someone out to say explicitly, but she has almost guessed.
A cheer went up and Farren Austin had beaten that Boss Mao and was the new ringmaster.
“That’s awesome, I think the grand prize tonight is definitely going to go to your friend.”
“What’s the grand prize?”
Amelia Bright subconsciously re-read the small blackboard with the rules of the competition, the location of the grand prize was just a drawing of a small monkey, not stating what the final prize actually was.
“You’ll know when you get it, you won’t be disappointed.”
The words have already been said to this point, Amelia Bright will not be able to ask further questions.
Boss Mao was not unhappy when he lost, but came over and sat next to Michelle, lamenting that he was ‘getting old’.
The bartender behind the bar very skillfully gave him a glass of prepared whiskey, probably his usual taste.
“This man is quite familiar, I have not seen him before.”
“Not a local, a tourist.” Michelle introduced Amelia Bright, “She came with him as a group, the two are friends.”
Boss Mao glanced at Amelia Bright and gave a laugh when he saw the clothes she was wearing.
“Look out, you two can be voted the best partner of the night with this outfit.”
“Is there still an award for that?” Amelia Bright asked.
“If the pretty girl says there is, there has to be.”
“Come on,” Michelle interrupted, “you can’t walk away when you see a beautiful woman, and ah, your theme tonight is really disgusting, do not know that I did not go to high school ah, and youth campus.”
“Don’t come ha, I see you are dressed quite vigorously.”
From Amelia Bright’s years of experience in nightclubs, Boss Mao’s flirting skills are indeed first-rate, and when he speaks, that kind of loose energy is a match for Hounslow’s gentry, and his dodgy accent is also clearly Hounslow’s local accent, with a particularly serious childish sound.
A waiter dressed as a waiter pushed his way out of the crowd and walked up to the bar.
“Boss, Brother Zhiwei’s men have arrived.”
The voice was not too loud, but Amelia Bright was close so she could hear it clearly.
The person that Brother Zhiwei was referring to was Dru Qiu, and they were really in contact with each other.
“Why are you here at this time?” Boss Mao took a look at the time and was a bit impatient, “It’s only been six months since the last one was sent, what does he mean by having someone come so soon?”
“Still not greedy enough?”
Michelle contemptuously hummed, “Dru more and more out of character these years, you also do not persuade him.”
“All right.”
Boss Mao frowned, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally turned from Amelia Bright’s body, interrupting Michelle’s words.
“I’ll go to the back first, you stay here by yourself and drink less, don’t talk nonsense.”
“I don’t even want to talk about your shit.”
Boss Mao followed the waiter and left, leaving Michelle alone to drink.
The direct question is not out of what the name, Amelia Bright is also very interesting, the corner of the eye glanced at the next wine list, so take it and turn up.
“I heard that the wine here is quite famous, Sister Snow, do you have any recommendations?”
“All pretty good, feel free to order.”
Michelle seems to be in a bad mood, one glass after another has drunk a lot.
Amelia Bright had a hunch that there was some relationship between Dru Qiu and Mi Xue.
She drank a lot of wine, but her guard was always on, no matter what Amelia Bright asked her, she always looked like she was too lazy to respond, only Chambers was drinking on her own, and when she drank almost, and walked staggering, she actually walked directly towards the direction Boss Mao had just left.
Amelia Bright frowned and was about to follow when someone pressed her shoulder and pressed her back into the bar chair.
“Someone’s watching us, don’t move.”
Farren Austin’s voice came from behind her, pressed down so low that only she could hear it.
When she heard that, Amelia Bright froze, scanning everywhere she could see out of the corner of her eye, and did find a few more men in suits in the corner who had been watching the whole room.
Farren Austin sat down next to her.
“These people will be watching all the unfamiliar faces tonight, don’t take any liberties until you find the right moment.”
“I just heard Boss Mao when Dru Qiu sent someone, and what once every six months, they seem to have some kind of ulterior deal with each other.”
“It is unspeakable.”
“What did you find out?”
Amelia Bright suddenly remembered, compared to their own drink, Boss Mao that hurried two words of conversation, Farren Austin but and he played a whole game of billiards, exchange I’m afraid more than their own.
Farren Austin but did not speak, follow his gaze can see diagonally opposite the card seat, a girl who looks 13 or 14 years old is peeling pistachios to eat.
“Why is there such a small girl?” Amelia Bright gave a surprised look.
“It says she’s Boss Mao’s adopted daughter for over a year now.”
Farren Austin’s tone was a bit complicated.