CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: FLIRTING

Yang Dong: "?"

A person like him, just one step away from entering the domestic Bartender Association, is ignored by Boss Chen, who instead invites an amateur?

Boss Chen originally organized this competition to recruit bartenders for the bar, a purely entertaining competition, and the crown serves as part of the salary.

Yang Dong could barely maintain his expression as he stiffly asked, "Boss Chen, although that young man is a bit impressive, isn’t he unqualified to be a bartender?"

Nowadays, every profession requires certification.

Even new bartenders graduate from school with professional diplomas.

Boss Chen thought so too, but he suddenly remembered something, "Young man, did you learn that flair bartending from R God? It was quite impressive."

A couple of years ago, the International Bartender Association had a bartender who joined by surpassing everyone by a mile, consistently ranked first in the annual internal evaluations, and became a core member in less than two years.

The association president intended to groom this bartender as the next successor, but unfortunately, the bartender was too lazy and declined the offer. However, this bartender remains a legend in the international bartending world.

Her self-created flair style and drinks became a trend in the bartending industry, inspiring many imitators, but very few mastered her flair technique in the past two years despite numerous aspiring bartenders.

Due to her position in the association and unrivaled achievements, the bartending world refers to her as R God.

"The young man here has grasped some of R God’s essence, especially with his precise back toss," Boss Chen concluded with his final comment.

Rong Zhi sent a message to Kailin, asking her to come in and take Tao Ruisi and Shen Luoluo out, then he looked at Boss Chen, "I didn’t learn it, I’m just working, don’t have the time."

Yang Dong breathed a sigh of relief, "Boss Chen, he said he doesn’t have the time, so maybe let’s forget about it."

Boss Chen said with curiosity, "Really didn’t learn? Your moves really looked like R God’s. If I didn’t know R God is in E Country, I almost thought you were R God."

Rong Zhi slowly lifted his eyes to look at him with a calm tone, "Actually, I am."

"Pfft," Boss Chen couldn’t help but laugh, teasing, "Alright, alright, I know you young newcomers admire R God, but not everyone’s capable of replicating her achievements. You’re pretty skilled though. If you have time this year, you could try the Bartender Association assessment."

This comment caused a stir among the surrounding people.

Tonight was Boss Chen’s first time complimenting someone, and Yang Dong hadn’t received a single word of praise from him before. Who is this young man that immediately caught Boss Chen’s attention and admiration?

Yang Dong’s smile instantly froze on his face.

Rong Zhi, however, showed little emotion, nodding lightly, "Alright."

Before leaving Fox, Boss Chen didn’t give up and added Rong Zhi as a contact, telling her that if she ever had the time, she could come to work anytime.

Outside.

Tao Ruisi, upon seeing Rong Zhi come out, leaned on the car window and smiled, "If you’re free tomorrow, come over to the sanatorium and take a look at the new music score I wrote."

Rong Zhi responded with a hum, "It’s cold at night, let’s head back."

She knocked on the car window to signal Kailin to drive.

After seeing Tao Ruisi off, Shen Luoluo drove up to her, "See you on Monday, Third Brother. I’ll message you after finding Ying Hengyu tomorrow."

Rong Zhi: "Okay, see you on Monday, good luck."

The lively entrance quickly became a place where Rong Zhi stood alone.

A tall, long-legged young man standing in black clothes and pants, with his baseball cap removed, his hair flaring messily in the wind, exuding a bit of carefree nonchalance.

His alluring, slightly narrowed fox eyes, almost drowsy, with a touch of mischievous red at the corners, were both enticing and mesmerizing.

A young lady, who had drank a bit too much, noticed him as she came out of the bar. Under her friend’s encouragement, she boldly ran over to ask for his contact information.

"Hey handsome..."

"Hmm?"

That cold, restrained voice made the young lady’s heart itch.

Tonight she had truly encountered a rare gem.

"Since we met...can we exchange WeChat?" she blushed and spoke shyly.

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding.

Once again, she was being hit on.

Nodding, he took out his phone from his pocket.

The young lady’s heart leapt with joy, hurriedly opening WeChat to scan the QR code, though she ended up snapping a photo of what seemed to be the back of someone’s hand.

Young lady: "???"

"Sorry."

The man’s voice was lazily slightly hoarse, carrying a hint of imperceptible indifference, but adequately polite, "Her WeChat friends list is full. You can add mine."

The young lady looked up sharply, meeting a pair of charming, glimmering eyes, and her breath hitched for a moment.

Looking at the QR code on the man’s phone, she stammered, "Okay...okay..."

After the two handsome guys vanished from sight, her friend slapped her shoulder, "Wow, girl, you snagged two handsome men’s WeChats just like that."

The young lady snapped back to reality, looked down at her phone, expecting a friend request, but saw a WeChat transaction screen instead.

"..."

Boo hoo, she’d been turned down.

...

In the warmly heated car, Bai Su glanced sideways at the drowsy teenager, with a slight lift of the brow, asking, "Do you reject no young ladies?"

"Ah," Rong Zhi drawled lazily, "They’re not doing anything bad."

And every time those girls came blushing to ask for her contact information, she found them quite endearing.

Girls really are the cutest beings in the world.

Bai Su’s face darkened briefly, the smile on his lips tinged with displeasure as he teased, "Little brother, this kind of behavior makes you a player, which isn’t good."

Rong Zhi: "?"

Bai Su continued, "So better not give out WeChat casually. If they cling on demanding responsibility, what then? But if you can’t handle it, you can give them my contact, I’ll help you sort it out."

Rong Zhi, expressionless: "By sorting it out, you mean letting them transfer money to you?"

"That’s one subtle way of declining."

As they reached a zebra crossing, the traffic light turned red, and Bai Su hit the brakes.

He turned to gaze at the youth’s face, a look that could bewilder countless people, then he raised a hand impatiently to pinch, letting out a low laugh, "It’s better if students like you don’t date early. If there’s any issue, teacher will help you resolve it."

Rong Zhi snapped his hand away with some force, frowning, "Stop pinching me randomly."

Bai Su rubbed his sore hand back, voice lazy, "The R God that the boss mentioned tonight, that’s you, right?"

Rong Zhi brushed away the messy fringes on his forehead, his fingers pausing at the question.

Bai Su had a faint suspicion upon hearing Boss Chen mention R God and checked the International Bartender Association, where indeed he found the youth’s picture.

A very youthful appearance, with an air of indifference mixed with wickedness, completely different from the current aloof demeanor.

"Why did you specifically learn bartending? You don’t seem like someone who enjoys drinking," Bai Su asked.

Throughout his interaction with the youth, he noticed that Rong Zhi never showed strong interest in anything as if nothing in the world could catch his eye, all fleeting like smoke.

Yet, the seemingly disinterested youth held a high position in the International Bartender Association.

Rong Zhi was now fully awake.