017 - 𝐳𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢

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You stood at the bar, getting a drink from the bartender before getting approached by a man who looked around 40-45 years old

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You stood at the bar, getting a drink from the bartender before getting approached by a man who looked around 40-45 years old. Classic business man.

"Good evening, La Ruffiana. How are you this evening?" The man asked, smiling slightly.

"I'm good how are you, I don't believe we have met before."

The man chuckled and shook his head.

"No we have not. I am the representative for the Wangsheng Funeral Parlour in Liyue, you have most likely heard of it."

"Oh yeah, I believe I have heard about it a few times before. Well it's a pleasure to meet you sir, and your name is?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Ah, my name is Zhongli."

The man, Zhongli, spoke politely, his smile still on his face. "Might I ask for your name, La Ruffiana?"

"I'd prefer if you continued calling me by La Ruffiana instead of any other name sir."

Zhongli chuckled quietly, nodding in agreement.

"Of course." He spoke with a polite tone, still smiling as he looked at you.

"I apologise for asking, sometimes it can be hard to keep calling someone by their code name."

"It's fine don't worry about it." You nodded.

Zhongli smiled again, before he began to speak once more.

"May I speak with you about something?" He asked, his tone still calm and polite.

"Of course."

Zhongli glanced around, making sure that no one was around to overhear your conversation, before he spoke again.

"Is there anywhere a little more private that we could speak?"

"I'm not too sure, we could step outside for a moment if you want? But that's not guaranteed to be completely private."

"That's alright, I don't want to bother you for too long."

Childe, who was now watching from a distance, was still stood in the middle of the main room, talking to Capitano while he glanced at you and Zhongli every few seconds.

As you both stepped outside of the room for a moment, Zhongli made sure that no one was nearby before he began to speak again.

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