Chapter 402 - 212: Black and Red are Both Red_2
Having arrived at the VIP guest room, the private booth of the villa, neon lights twinkled and the decoration style resembled that of a KTV, complete with electronic keyboards and drum sets among other instruments.
Finding a spot to place their gear, Sieg put on airs like that of a professional team, donning sunglasses, standing in a corner with his arms folded in front of him, not uttering a single word.
Allen Zhang sat down on the sofa, while Rip took out a bottle of Black Spade A from the liquor cabinet, cracked it open, and poured a few glasses for everyone. Judging by the external packaging, it wasn’t the kind of adulterated cheap booze you’d find in a low-end bar. Although it wasn’t the premium Black Spade A, the empty bottle alone was worth 200 US Dollars.
"Buddy, let’s give a warm welcome to your arrival. Let’s down this drink first and then talk business on how to screw over those Black Devils!"
Rip cranked up the DJ electronic beats, and the lackeys next to him started howling like ghosts and wolves.
"Champagne doesn’t count as booze; won’t affect your work," Tommy added on the side.
"..." Allen Zhang picked up his glass speechlessly, "okay."
After a light drink, the taste was so-so, but just like that, hundreds of dollars were gone. Who in the world buys this stuff?
"I can tell, you’re really rich, buddy." After a glass of Black Spade A, Allen Zhang noticed that the other guy had pulled out a few cigars and started handing them around, sitting on the sofa puffing smoke rings, while he called over a few blonde, blue-eyed white girls for massage services.