There's something wrong with the wine!
Bella stared intently into William's eyes, finding them completely clear.
Even if one could drink a lot, downing nine bottles of red wine, it would be absolutely impossible to remain in this state, right?
Hearing her say this, William also stopped and handed her the last bottle of wine. He said nothing, but his eyes truly said it all.
"You think there's something wrong with this wine? Go ahead and drink it!"
Bella glared at William, snatching the red wine from his hands and, imitating William, threw back her head and chugged it down.
With the first sip, Bella immediately realized that the wine was actually fine!
That gulp choked her, causing her to cough repeatedly, and after placing the wine bottle on the table, her expression became even more troubled.
If this wine is real, how could William have managed to drink nine bottles?
Without overthinking, William picked up the bottle again and began to chug.
"You!" Bella's beautiful eyes widened, even more surprised that William had picked up the bottle she had just drunk from to continue drinking.
That bottle had her saliva on it.
Is this considered intermittent kissing?
Bella had never had such intimate interaction with any man in her memory.
William's action made her face turn red involuntarily, not knowing if it was because of the wine she had just drunk.
No matter what, Bella felt somewhat offended.
"Finished!" William placed the empty bottle on the table, smiling warmly at Bella.
It was ten Thousand for a bottle so he will gets 100thousand for ten bottles!
This money was made a bit too easily.
Before Bella could speak, Maria had already come over and poured a glass of wine, saying, "Miss Bella, William just started today and is a bit naive. I apologize on his behalf. As for the wager you jokingly made earlier, let's forget it. We have rules in this bar, and William can't take any more of your money."
Maria clearly understood the situation. Obviously, Bella was no ordinary person. The wine she had ordered earlier was expensive, and it was unreasonable for her to be treated this way in their establishment.
If William won a hundred thousand and offended Bella, and then thought he was rich enough to quit, that would be a real loss.
The best course of action was not to allow William to take the money, and to give Bella a way to save face.
Bella, already furious and with mixed feelings, no longer insisted, and gave William a glance, saying, "Then I won't give it to you!"
"You give it to me, I might not even want it." William's face always wore a faint smile.
If he hadn't said those words, he might have looked quite charming, but saying them, even Maria thought William was provoking.
"You're the boss, right?" Bella glanced at Maria and gritted her teeth, "I don't want to see him now, make him go away!"
"I'm really sorry, he just started today. I will teach him properly," Maria apologized repeatedly, then coldly told William, "William, come with me."
William obediently followed Maria away from the VIP section.
"William, didn't you say you knew how to charm women?" Maria complained, "Is this how you treat guests?"
William blinked, saying, "I never said I could charm women. Isn't my job to sell wine? I did sell ten bottles just now."
Maria was momentarily speechless. Normally, to get female guests to buy wine in a bar, besides being handsome, you also have to be sweet and charming.
Like William, he almost enraged Bella earlier.
But he did sell ten bottles of high-end red wine on his first order, and that was undeniable.
The first sale reached $16,000, and William broke the bar's record.
If Maria hadn't interfered, William might have even made a hundred thousand on his own.
But now, William's expression remained indifferent, seemingly not concerned about what had just happened.
Maria took a deep breath and said, "In any case, you must never offend the customers again. For this order, I will give you a 10% commission, which is $1600, and we'll settle it along with your salary at the end of the month."
She had noticed William's extraordinary ability. Such a talented young man was hard to find.
"You can head over to Nicholas's table and entertain the guests for now," Maria warned. "I'll say it again, do not offend the guests. If male customers come to the table you're entertaining, try to find an excuse to leave, and don't steal their thunder."
Maria's bar had private rooms, and most female guests looking for handsome young men would not play in the main hall.
To put it bluntly, women who come to Moonlit Harbor Pub for the company of young men are typically feeling lonely and seeking some excitement.
But Maria had her rules, and the wealthy women who came to her place knew that if they wanted to sleep with the handsome male waiters, it would have to be on the waiters' terms. If money didn't work, force was not an option either.
Of course, some men who were already willing to go down that path would not refuse the customers' requests if they were paid.
Maria had seen too much over the years. In the nightlife scene, it wasn't easy for men to earn money from these wealthy women.
Some rich women were fat, ugly, old, and demanding. They might even ask the men to do something demeaning, but as long as they could endure it, the money earned in one night was enough for them to splurge.
"William, work hard; I have faith in you," Maria said. "I'll choose some young and attractive female guests for you. If you don't want to sleep with them, just stick to your principles, and if you run into any trouble, I'll help you sort it out."
Maria had no intention of forcing William, as he looked quite young and seemed to be still studying. If such a young person was tormented by these rich women, it might cause psychological scars in the future.
"Thank you, Maria," William nodded to Maria, and then followed her to Nicholas's table.
The guests at Nicholas's table were all around 30 years old. These women were dressed in flashy, gaudy attire and had a well-to-do appearance.
The moment they saw William, their eyes lit up.
Their excitement even outshone the reaction of men when they see beautiful women.
Without a doubt, they were wealthy, and some were married, but their husbands were not young either.
Some men, as they age, naturally lose their vigor, leaving these women unsatisfied.
There's a saying, "At your fiercest age, you meet the fiercest you."
William and Nicholas were at that age, and these wealthy women, after Maria had introduced them, immediately called for private rooms to sing karaoke. As for what they were thinking inside, perhaps only they knew.