Su Bai recalled slightly; before falling asleep, he seemed to be testing Wan Xinyan's massage skills.
To think he actually just fell straight asleep?
Very good, this proved she had been studying hard.
For a team of female confidantes, everyone intensely competing to improve their skills was a very rare situation. After all, humans are inherently lazy. Once they lived the life of wealthy wives, they naturally wouldn't like serving others.
Perhaps it was because their team had Senior Sister Lu acting as the catfish!
Originally, Su Bai wanted to appreciate the Wan sisters' small animal-like sleeping postures a bit more. However, objective reality didn't allow it.
Su Bai was an existence with an overly abundant amount of youthful vigor.
Soon, Wan Xinyue bumped into something that felt rather strange and immediately opened her eyes.
How strange. She was clearly sleeping peacefully in Brother Su Bai's embrace, so how could she bump into such a hard object?
It could almost compare to the telephone pole she accidentally ran into when she was a kid!
When a person is drowsy, their brain's logical capacity drops significantly.
Soon, Wan Xinyue's logical capacity returned, and she instantly understood what she had bumped into.
"Yueyue, sleeping all the way until evening like this is quite cozy, but... this situation can't last long."
Su Bai's voice carried a hint of restlessness. Wan Xinyue knew why, and she also knew what she had to do.
Coincidentally, Wan Xinyan also woke up.
People always say that twin sisters share a telepathic connection. After observing them for a period of time, Su Bai felt that this saying actually made a lot of sense.
...
In the afternoon.
Feeling refreshed and energized, Su Bai admired the beautiful scenery outside the window.
As for the two little ones, they needed to stay in bed and rest for a while.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Bai began to study the liquor bar in the RV.
Regarding dining room layouts, there are two things that show a significant difference between Chinese and Western styles, especially in residential apartment designs.
One is the large, long kitchen island located next to or straight up inside the kitchen, and the other is the liquor bar.
These are both setups commonly used in Western households, yet basically never used in domestic ones.
Unused as they may be, new floor plans still particularly love to include these two things, supposedly to highlight a sense of prestige.
I might not use it, but you can't not have it.
Su Bai figured it should be useful for him. After all, he had a lot of people in his household. For any living scenario, being a bit more spacious and fully equipped would only be beneficial.
The RV's liquor bar stocked several common types of foreign liquor, all well-known brands priced between one to several thousand yuan.
In fact, even for the mega-rich, the liquor they drank daily wasn't necessarily outrageously expensive. The main reason was that for many mainstream brands, a bottle costing a few thousand yuan was already an excellent base liquor, perfectly fine for mixing drinks.
High-priced foreign liquors were more about the rarity of their vintage.
Su Bai even found the classic prop for bourgeois flexing: Japanese whisky.
To be honest, based on Su Bai's taste, drinking Japanese whisky straight was genuinely a bit unpleasant.
By now, Su Bai had tasted quite a few famous liquors, so he felt he had a lot of authority to speak on this matter.
Many bottles of Japanese whisky that cost over a thousand yuan didn't taste as good as a two-hundred-yuan bottle of Johnnie Walker...
Johnnie Walker truly reigned supreme!
However, Japanese whisky was actually quite nice for mixing little beverages.
For example, Su Bai's favorite: Calpis plus soda water plus a splash of whisky.
It was fresh and crisp, carrying just a hint of liquor aroma.
Overall, it was very easy to drink. In reality, many foreign liquors were quite harsh on the palate, and Su Bai would rather drink domestic Baijiu.
In Su Bai's impression, most foreign liquors were in a very awkward position. You couldn't chug them down glug-glug-glug like beer, nor were they particularly enjoyable to sip and savor. Maybe they were decent if you added ice and swirled them around, but that was about it.
After mixing the drink, Su Bai finished it in one gulp, feeling a bit unsatisfied.
So, he took a photo of the inventory in the liquor cabinet with his phone and posted it to his WeChat Moments.
[Genuine question, what can these be used to mix? I need some suggestions.]
Not long after posting to his Moments, the interactions came flooding in.
It was truly great to be rich. Just casually showing off a bit of his lifestyle allowed him to feel intense enthusiasm from all sides.
Actually, Su Bai didn't feel there was anything wrong with this. People naturally seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Su Bai's usual image was quite sunny and cheerful, plus he looked very wealthy, so naturally, many people liked chatting with him, regardless of whether they were guys or girls.
It was just that, among these comments, there were obviously many amateur bartending enthusiasts, as well as know-it-alls pretending to understand.
Oh, and there were also the weirdos...
[Chuchu's Mingzhe: Brother Bai, why do I feel like that bottle of Japanese whisky you photographed is a fake... It looks like it's already been opened and a bit has been drunk? This won't do, how about you quickly induce vomiting? Fake liquor has a lot of fusel alcohols, drinking it will make you sick.]
[Crispy White Goose: Fake liquor my ass, that's a limited edition... They gave it to me for free when I bought the RV.]
[Crispy White Goose: [Yongchu Taffy_Speechless]]
[Chuchu's Mingzhe: ...]
[Chuchu's Mingzhe: The solid wood decor of this bar is actually quite nice. Sigh, the decor of many bars nowadays is just an eyesore, their styles aren't even cohesive.]
Seriously bro, the way you changed the subject was a bit too stiff...
Su Bai couldn't help but laugh. His weirdo roommate never disappointed him.
Thinking about it from another angle, Old Chu fearing that he drank fake liquor was actually out of good intentions for a friend.
To be honest, although Chu Mingzhe and Xue Tao were weirdos, they weren't bad people...
[Mobile Game Gold Farming Studio: Brother Bai, that bottle with the gacha game collaboration, can you let me scan the QR code for the collab item?]
[Crispy White Goose: ?]
[Mobile Game Gold Farming Studio: The pink one, the bottle with the little character wearing black and white stockings.]
[Crispy White Goose: [Image]]
[Mobile Game Gold Farming Studio: [Chihaya Anon_Smug Smile]]
[Crispy White Goose: Seriously bro, your eyes are too sharp.]
[Crispy White Goose: Better than Old Chu. Old Chu is a freaking blind man.]
Then again, which genius gacha game planner would choose to collaborate with high-end foreign liquor?
At first glance, this kind of product clearly belonged to something only normies would consume. What kind of hardcore otaku would buy high-end liquor with their free time?
Hmm, hopefully the operations team at Bangbang Technology wouldn't make such a low-level mistake...
Thinking of this, Su Bai sent a message to President Du, the boss of the mobile game company he had recently acquired.
[Crispy White Goose: Collaboration products must be things that the target audience is willing to buy. You can't just blindly pursue a high-class image and lose sight of your original intentions!]
President Du replied quickly, but it was obvious that he was a bit dumbfounded.
After all, the game their company made had just survived a financial crisis, and they were still working overtime to figure out the next version update. How did the topic suddenly shift to collaboration products?
However, Su Bai's thinking had always been unconventional, and his financial resources were astonishing.
It wasn't entirely impossible that he might actually produce a collaboration merchandise in a few days.
President Du thought to himself.
Su Bai shot the breeze with his roommates for a while, and soon enough, he waited until someone who truly understood bartending showed up.
It was a postgraduate senior sister from the Jiangcheng University Bartending Association.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
