"Is he... is he even human?!" Everyone watched Hao Jian chug over ten bottles of Laobaigan Liquor with bewildered expressions. Although it seemed like he was about to keel over, swaying, he just wouldn't fall. "Why hasn't he fallen yet?" Liu Yong's face was flushed red, with a hint of urgency in his eyes. By now, Hao Jian had drunk more than ten people under the table, yet this guy still wouldn't fall. And didn't this guy claim that he couldn't drink?! "Liu Yong, come back! Don't be rude to the guests!" Zhang Gui couldn't watch anymore and called Liu Yong back. It's fine for others to get drunk, but Liu Yong absolutely couldn't afford to get drunk, as he represented Zhang Gui's reputation. It's rather alarming. Liu Yong was known to be the best drinker here; Zhang Gui had seen Liu Yong down five or six bottles of Maotai without stopping before. Yet he's been pushed to this state by Hao Jian? And it wasn't just Liu Yong who went up but also over ten other men known for their drinking abilities! Seeing Liu Yong's surviving crew leave, Hao Jian burped and exhaled a breath of liquor, his face regaining composure, his demeanor once again becoming tranquil. At first glance, there's no trace of drunkenness; if it weren't for the liquor smell on him, one would really think this guy hadn't touched alcohol at all... "Hao Jian, are you okay?" After watching Liu Yong and the others leave, Lin Qingxue hurried to Hao Jian's side, looking at him with curiosity in her bright eyes as he appeared unaffected. "Do I look like I'm not okay?" He lightly flicked Lin Qingxue's forehead and laughed amidst her playful glare, saying with a touch of pride, "To try and get me, Hao Jian, drunk, even ten kitten-heels wouldn't do." After all, Hao Jian grew up in a vat of alcohol, and even the energy in his body could resolve alcohol. Even if he did get drunk, he could bounce back from it. The worst it could get is feeling a bit bloated as if drinking too much water, but Hao Jian has never heard of anyone getting drunk by drinking water. "Good that you're okay." Lin Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief, knowing Hao Jian could drink is one thing, but worrying about him is another. She definitely didn't want anything to happen to Hao Jian. However, regarding this matter, she was even less fond of Zhang Gui. She was somewhat annoyed before, but now everything about him seemed displeasing. Zhang Gui might not have expected his attempt to humiliate Hao Jian with alcohol not only failed but also deepened Lin Qingxue's dislike of him. This is truly a case of losing both face and fortune! "Send them back first." Looking at the over ten drunken men, Zhang Gui's face didn't look good. It was his birthday party after all, and it's turned into such a mess. If he could get Hao Jian drunk and embarrass him, he wouldn't mind. But these guys were useless; more than ten big men couldn't outdrink a single young guy? As he watched the over ten bodyguards he brought get whisked away, Zhang Gui couldn't help but snort coldly, his gaze toward Hao Jian growing increasingly icy. Today, no matter what, you'll witness my prowess, Zhang Gui! And, Lin Qingxue is mine, not yours! With Lin Qingxue's family wealth growing, Zhang Gui became even more impatient. He was eager to make Lin Qingxue his woman and seize her family's assets. He even wanted to understand how her family managed to grow so quickly within six months so he could kick Lin Qingxue to the curb once he'd figured it out. After all, what he wanted was only their secret and wealth, Lin Qingxue was incidental. Of course, if Lin Qingxue was still single and hadn't been with any man when he returned to the country, he wouldn't act this way. Unfortunately, she was already with someone. And it happened to be such an irritating man, the reason he lost so much face today! After this fiasco with toasts and losing quite a few people, several tables were cleared out, at least Hao Jian's table was removed. With nowhere to sit, Hao Jian ended up being dragged to Zhang Gui's table. With a slight smile, ignoring the occasional burps, everything seemed fine. Meanwhile, Lin Qingxue sat closely next to him, constantly serving him food, which made Zhang Gui's face turn increasingly sour. Poor Zhang Gui tried to maintain his composure, forcing a grin more pitiful than crying. Flames flickering in his eyes, but Hao Jian simply ignored them. Just a few little fleas, what results do you expect them to jump out with? "I wonder where Mr. Hao Jian is working these days..." As everyone ate and drank, Zhang Gui finally smiled, raised a glass toward Hao Jian from a distance, and asked a question. But afterward, perhaps feeling his words were inappropriate, he rephrased it. "Haha, sorry, my mistake. I meant to ask, Mr. Hao Jian, what career do you have now?" If this question were asked of anyone else, it might have been perfectly normal. Unfortunately, it was directed at Hao Jian. Nowadays, who doesn't know Hao Jian is just a beggar? Do you still expect a beggar to have a career, or should I say, anywhere to work at all? Anyone with eyes could see that this guy was preparing to mock Hao Jian. One look at Lin Qingxue's uncomfortable expression, and you'd know Zhang Gui had hit the mark with this question; otherwise, Lin Qingxue wouldn't have shown such an expression. However, Hao Jian seemed not to have caught the mockery in his words. Instead, he thought for a moment, shrugged, fiddled with his wine glass, and said with a bitter smile, "Thanks for thinking so highly of me, Mr. Zhang Gui. I really have nowhere to work. Right now, I'm just an unemployed drifter." "These days, if I'm not aimlessly wandering the streets, I wouldn't have bumped into Qingxue either." Hao Jian touched his nose, set his gaze on Lin Qingxue, and chuckled lightly. Upon hearing that Hao Jian was jobless and had been for a long time, Zhang Gui felt immensely smug. However, immediately hearing this guy flirting again, his expression turned sour, his gaze filled with envy. Back in the day, he wanted to speak so intimately with Lin Qingxue, but it was impossible, let alone like Hao Jian, touching and cozying up. But thinking about Hao Jian being an unemployed drifter with no assets, Zhang Gui felt a bit proud. As long as this guy was inferior to him in these two aspects, what was there to worry about? As long as Lin Qingxue knew this guy could never support her, breaking up was only a matter of time, while he just needed to treat Lin Qingxue well. With her innocence and his tricks, wouldn't it ultimately be a sure thing? Thinking of this, Zhang Gui's expression improved significantly, even showing some smugness, as he earnestly said to Hao Jian, "Maybe in another ten or twenty years, you might catch up to us." His tone carried encouragement, but it sounded uncomfortable no matter how you listened. But these people also knew the meaning behind Zhang Gui's words; they were just meant to insult Hao Jian. Although the meaning was obscure, as old hands, how couldn't they grasp his true intention? Instantly, their impression of Zhang Gui worsened. They once thought Zhang Gui was a man capable of all sorts of jobs, but now he looked just like a man insanely jealous. Hao Jian seemed not to pick up the hidden meaning in Zhang Gui's words. Instead, he chatted and laughed with Lin Qingxue beside him, completely ignoring Zhang Gui's words. Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Zhang Gui's eyes, his heart burning with anger. This guy was blatantly ignoring him! Zhang Gui's cold gaze gradually concealed, sinking deep, yet becoming more substantial. Grinding his teeth, he let out a low grunt and stopped bringing up topics with Hao Jian. He no longer wished to witness the infuriating scene in front of him, turned his head, and started chatting with Liu Yong. Most of these chats were meaningless talk. At some point, as Hao Jian joked with Lin Qingxue, he gave Zhang Gui a slight sidelong glance, a cold snicker escaping his heart. The chill in this guy's eyes was crystal clear. If it weren't for the fact that this guy was Lin Qingxue's childhood friend, just the chill in his gaze alone would've made him act earlier. Zhang Gui, unaware he had walked very close to the Ghost Gate, continued to cast jealous eyes on Hao Jian and Lin Qingxue while chatting with a few people beside him. However, talking endlessly also becomes boring. Zhang Gui already stifled a yawn when suddenly his gaze fell on the array of drinks behind the bar counter, his eyes lit up. "Brother Gui, are you planning to play with that?" Sitting beside Zhang Gui, Liu Yong, seeing his expression, knew what he wanted to do and sneered, subtly pointing to the liquor cabinet. Liu Yong knew Zhang Gui's prowess in this area, which probably had improved over the years. It must be said that while studying abroad, Zhang Gui didn't excel academically but did have his fair share of romances. Another thing was his love for bartending. Or rather, learning bartending to win over women. This year, he just got his advanced bartender title, already considered a master bartender. The drinks mixed by bartenders of this level are generally only consumed by the upper class. After all, the price speaks for itself. Of course, this was mainly because the bartender was Zhang Gui. If a drink mixed by this rich heir wasn't expensive, it wouldn't look good. Zhang Gui nodded, showing a smug smile, then slowly stood up, striding arrogantly toward the bar counter.