Chapter 272 - 271 100 Cases of Beer
They didn’t know that the liquor Su Yang sipped was directly absorbed by Devouring the Heavens. In other words, Su Yang hadn’t actually drunk anything this whole time. In the midst of it all, Su Yang would occasionally snack on some grapes and watermelon, completely at ease.
"Alright, you’ve all had your turns, now it’s my turn, right?" Su Yang smiled and said to Qi’er, "Qi’er, go ask Lu Lu to bring another hundred crates of beer over!"
"A hundred crates?" Everyone exclaimed in unison, He Liang nearly leaping up, "Are you crazy? A hundred crates, what on earth are you planning to do?"
"Drink, of course!" Su Yang laughed, "It’s not every day we’re all this happy, so of course we’ve got to keep going. Guys drinking beer, what’s there to be afraid of? Come on, Qi’er, hurry and arrange it."
"Damn it!" He Liang panicked, "A hundred crates, can you even drink that much? I’m telling you, once the beer’s out, it’s not returnable, and you have to pay for it. One crate costs five hundred, a hundred crates, that’s fifty thousand, are you paying for that?"
"No problem, all the expenses today are on my tab!" Su Yang said with a smile, "Qi’er, go arrange it!"
"Got it!" Qi’er bounced off to see to the task.
Meanwhile, Zhao Lu was being lectured by her manager, "Lu Lu, I’ve told you before to consider becoming a princess, this waitress job isn’t suited for you. Look, we’re two days away from the end of the month, how much are you short in sales? Even including just now, you’re still eight thousand short, do you think you can sell that much in these two days?"
Zhao Lu hung her head, speaking softly, "Manager, I... I’ll do my best!"
"Don’t give me this ’do my best’ stuff. If you don’t sell enough, you’re either out, or you become a princess!" The manager paused, reached out to touch Zhao Lu’s face, and smiled, "You’re actually quite pretty; you’d definitely be suited to being a princess. Wear something revealing, be a bit more open, and you’ll make endless money, a much brighter future than what you’re doing now!"
"Manager, I... I’ll do my best..." Zhao Lu retreated in fear.