My girlfriend can't be a jerk [female supremacy]

Chapter 10

After spending two hours in the Internet cafe, Song Yingqing had a basic understanding of the games that are currently available on the market.

He tried to play a few times, and gradually became more proficient from being unfamiliar at the beginning, and finally started to kill everyone.

Teammate A: Oh my god! Awesome! Who's this trumpet-playing godly player?

Teammate B: is the opponent a young man or young lady? I've never had so much fun playing a game! Haha~

Teammate C: She must be a little sister if she's this good. Miss, please add me. Let's get to know each other.

Teammate D: What era is it that upstairs people still discriminate against men? How come he can't be the awesome little brother?

Song Yingqing listened to the victory announcement on the computer while wearing a headphones, and glanced at the dialog box with a cold face. Then he casually let go of the mouse. The long eyelashes covered the light in his eyes.

He was a little disappointed, to be honest, and didn't understand why so many people were interested in and engrossed on it. Song Yingqing examined how much time was left on the computer screen. Rather than matching with other players, he opened up another game and engaged in solo gameplay with the game robot.

It was already dark outside when he came out from the Internet cafe, and the street lights on either side of the street were dazzlingly bright. After pulling his phone out and tightening his jacket, he looked at the time-07:20 p.m.

Song Yingqing didn't go back to school and walked directly towards Nanfeng. When we arrived at Nanfeng, the usually bustling lobby on the first floor was unexpectedly deserted.

He walked to the counter and looked at Brother He who was playing on his mobile phone. He asked: "Brother He, is it a special day today? Where's everyone?"

Brother He raised his head from the screen of his mobile phone, supported his chin with one hand, and looked a little bored: "Didn't the manager tell you? The dance hall on this floor has been booked by the young master of the Fang family. He will be here soon."

"That's right." He thought of something and ordered to Song Yingqing: "Send a few bottles of wine. Went to the Xinyue Hotel. They held a birthday party there and ordered drinks from us."

After hearing this, Song Yingqing nodded and, without changing into new clothes, he went straight to deliver the drinks together with the few bar waiters.

In City A, weekdays. Xinyue Hotel is a well-known five-star establishment frequently visited by wealthy and influential people on weekdays. It doesn't matter if you have money, you must have a membership card to enter. It can be said that being able to come here is a symbol of one's status.

"Wow, this is my first time to come to such a luxurious place. The world of rich people is indeed unimaginable." One of the bartenders who came together looked at the splendid palace-like hall and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge of the hotel came over with a smile and asked politely: "Are you here to deliver drinks? Which hall number do you wanna go to?"

"No. 1."

When the person in charge heard "No. 1", his expression became more solemn, and he immediately led them towards the front, "It turns out that Master Fang ordered the wine, please come here."

They immediately followed him and walked forward.

At this time, in Hall No. 1, the lights were bright and people were drinking wine.