Chapter 80: Congratulations on Getting Rich
Chapter 80: Congratulations on Getting Rich
The dimly lit bar was filled with an ambiguous glow, occasionally casting light on people's faces. A few patrons seated at the counter glanced toward the small balcony-like private table on the second floor.
"Has Jason struck it rich recently?"
One of the patrons at the bar asked softly.
Business at the bar wasn’t particularly good during the day, though there were always a few customers. For drunks, drinking wasn’t bound by day or night—they only cared whether the alcohol was making its way into their veins.
There had been numerous incidents in the Federation of people drinking medical-grade alcohol or even injecting it directly into their veins. Despite the government repeatedly warning people not to pull this kind of stunt, some individuals, driven by sudden inspiration, still tried it.
These folks were hardcore drunks, and they didn’t spend much. Each visit usually amounted to about ten cents—a large mug of beer with half an ounce of whiskey added in. After ensuring the quantity was sufficient, the alcohol content wasn’t too low either, giving them just enough of a buzz.
Of course, they wanted to drink spirits, but they couldn’t afford to.
The bartender shook his head slightly. "No idea, but judging by his spending today, he definitely has some money."