C415 When I Don't Exist

Under the orders of the manager of the Qin Tower, although the waitress felt a bit of a pity, she had no other choice but to take the two bottles of red wine to private room number 7.

Inside private room number seven sat a few young geniuses with red faces. With a single glance, one could tell that they must have drunk a lot of wine.

A hint of disgust flashed across the female waiter's eyes