There Are So Many Snobs in the Bar

Aaron was covered in lipstick marks from the kisses and was beaming from ear to ear, reluctant to wipe them off. He hadn't expected that without even buying the car yet, Sophia's favorability had directly increased by 10 points. Women were indeed emotional creatures. No wonder some men could deceive and capture women's hearts, and there were even some girls who were cheated out of their money and bodies, yet still remained infatuated and even borrowed loans to give money to those men. It was truly outrageous. Aaron couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Sophia was highly anticipating Aaron's actions. Judging from what had happened today, Aaron's financial resources seemed unfathomable. She put her arms around Aaron's neck, hanging on him, and said gently, "Honey, didn't you want to drink? Then I'll have a drink with you."

Aaron deliberately teased, "Didn't you say there was no chance?"

Sophia pouted and said, "Can't I suddenly feel like drinking?"

Aaron smiled and didn't say much.

The two lingered affectionately for a while, then took a taxi to a bar that looked quite stylish, called [The Royal Bay]. The bar was very large, a single - building structure. Outside, there were vertical blue running lights on the wall, so dazzling that it was hard to keep one's eyes open.

Entering the bar, the marketing guy at the entrance greeted them. Glancing at the beautiful Sophia, his smile grew even wider. Generally, the more beautiful the woman a man brought here, the more he would spend.

"Sir, madam, how many of you? Do you have a reservation? Do you want to book a table?"

Since Aaron had never been here before, he looked at Sophia, leaving the decision to her.

Sophia directly ordered, "Get us a booth with a nice environment."

"Sure, there's an S - class booth available. Would you like it?"

Having heard that booths were quite expensive, Aaron asked curiously, "How much?"

"The S - class booth is the best area here. The minimum consumption is $800."

Only $800? Aaron said casually, "Okay."

Seeing that he booked the booth so easily, the marketing guy was overjoyed, full of expectations for their spending power. He quickly led the two to booth S3. This position was a bit elevated, equivalent to the second floor. With a slight glance down, one could overlook the entire bar. The booth was equipped with a gauze curtain, and dry ice was placed around it. The slowly rising mist blocked the surrounding view to some extent, making the scene inside hazy, like a fairyland.

The bar environment was quite dim, but the lights were extremely cool. Various stage lights, spotlights, and neon lights intertwined, creating a dreamy atmosphere. In the center of the stage, a band was playing pop songs. Perhaps because it was still early, the music was relatively soothing and not too noisy.

The marketing guy helped them sit down, brought the drink menu, and asked them to place an order.

Sophia looked at it for a while. Afraid that ordering something too expensive would make Aaron unhappy, she said, "Let's get the $900 small mix package." This would just meet the booth's consumption requirement.

Upon hearing this, the marketing guy's expression changed slightly. For the most expensive booth, according to the procedure, he had to stand by and serve the guests until they left. If there was only the minimum consumption, his commission for the night would be pitifully small.

Aaron glanced at the menu. There were items like the Little Dragon set for $50,000, and the Supreme Dragon set for $120,000... Not being familiar with these, he asked Sophia, "What's the Supreme Dragon?"

Sophia patiently explained, "It's Black A, the top - tier champagne. The small dragon set has three colors, and the large one has five colors, plus a bottle of black gold. Ordinary people can't afford it."

Aaron nodded and asked, "Have you ever tried it? How does it taste?"

From Aaron's questioning tone, Sophia felt that he seemed interested in the Dragon set. She had only drunk the Little Dragon set a few times, and it tasted surprisingly good. The taste was delicate, with a rich fruity aroma, the flavors of peach and vanilla, and it smelled very fresh. Most importantly, every sip exuded the "fragrance" of money, which was very memorable. But Sophia didn't want to order such an expensive drink now. She wasn't worried that Aaron couldn't afford it, but rather that spending too much money might leave insufficient funds for the sports car purchase tomorrow.

She pretended to be disdainful and said, "It's just so - so, almost the same as ordinary champagne."

The marketing guy standing aside heard Aaron asking all sorts of questions, not even knowing about the bar's famous Little Dragon set. He thought Aaron was a country bumpkin and his heart sank. Imagining being stuck here all night with such guests, he felt like crying. He looked at Aaron, who was dressed neatly, with contempt and felt sorry for Sophia. In a place like this bar, a place of luxury and indulgence, most women would try their best to squeeze their boyfriends for the sake of face. But Sophia, who was so beautiful, was actually saving money for her boyfriend. Where could one find such a good girl? He couldn't help but urge Aaron on Sophia's behalf, "Sir, do you want the $900 mix package?"

Aaron had never drunk champagne and was a bit curious about Black A at the moment. He asked Sophia, "Is it really that bad?"

Sophia was in a dilemma. Seeing that Aaron seemed eager to try it, saying it tasted bad might dampen his enthusiasm. After thinking for a while, she replied, "It's okay. Don't be wasteful. This is fine."

Aaron pondered for a moment and asked the system in his mind if he could use the fund to pay if he force - ordered the drink for the girl even though she didn't want it. The system replied: [All expenses for the two - person date can be settled with the fund.] Aaron felt reassured. He was just about to order a Dragon set to see what it was like.

At this time, the marketing guy spoke again, "Then the mix package is good. It suits you well." Seeing that the girl was constantly giving the guy face, asking him to order the cheaper drink to save him from embarrassment, while the guy was being hesitant, as if wanting to show off but worried about not having enough money, the marketing guy felt annoyed and couldn't help but retort.

Sophia noticed that the marketing guy's tone was off, as if he was being sarcastic. Worried that Aaron would get angry, she stood up and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The guy twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking she didn't appreciate his good intentions. He thought he was helping her see this man clearly, but she was getting angry at him instead. The marketing guy also got angry and forcefully apologized, "Sorry, beauty. I'm a bit stupid and not good at speaking. Please don't take offense if I've said anything wrong." His attitude seemed fault - free, but there was something off - putting about it, a fake smile that gave the impression of "I don't want to serve you."

Sophia didn't like his tone, but since he had apologized, she had to maintain her ladylike demeanor and couldn't get angry. So, she sat down huffily.

Aaron, having worked as a deliveryman and a security guard, was used to such cold looks. He could tell that the guy's tone was contemptuous and guessed that it might be because they were ordering too little, which made the guy unhappy. But he couldn't let his girl be made angry. If she got angry and didn't want to drink, then he might as well go home and sleep tonight. He thought it was necessary to show off and teach this young man, who judged people by their appearance, a lesson.

He said to the marketing guy indifferently, "Go and get your manager here."

The guy sneered, feeling no fear at all. He hadn't been impolite at all throughout the process. Even if the manager came, there was nothing she could do to him. Moreover, Aaron was occupying the highest - level booth but only consuming so little. The manager would surely have the same attitude as him. He muttered something under his breath, then turned his head and left with an arrogant look, as if he was quite proud of himself. It was unclear what he was so smug about.

Aaron smiled at Sophia to soothe her, "Don't be angry. I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Sophia, on the contrary, felt a bit guilty. She had been thinking about the sports car the whole time and ordered cheap drinks, which made Aaron look down upon. "It's okay, honey. Maybe we should just skip the drinks?" Sophia said weakly.

"Absolutely not. I'm going to show off, and no one can stop me. That's final." Aaron said with determination. He had been holding back all day, and finally found a place to splurge. Indeed, a bar was the right place to show off in front of others.

On the other side, the marketing guy went to the backstage of the bar and found the lobby manager. The manager was Stella, a beauty with a strong mature - woman charm. It was said that she had a powerful background.

As soon as the marketing guy saw her, he immediately started complaining that a table of guests was both poor and picky, taking forever to order drinks. He suspected that the two were here to show off and take pictures in the S - area. Now they were unhappy with his attitude and asked her to go and deal with it.

Stella gave him a cold look. She had some disgust for this lazy and crafty young man. This wasn't the first time he had been complained about by guests. If it weren't for the fact that this guy knew two wealthy young masters who often came here to spend ten or twenty thousand dollars, she would have fired him long ago.

Stella sighed and reluctantly followed him to Aaron's booth.