Ethan Wraith, the charming bartender, was called by Ms. Thorne from the third private room.
"What did she order?"
"Phoenix and Rose." "Anything under five thousand won't do."
"Ethan, Mrs. Crowe brought some friends over and ordered a ten-thousand-dollar wine, inviting you to join them."
"No way. She's got body odor and always sticks to me."
"Ethan, Mrs. Larkspur from the first private room is offering ten thousand dollars an hour to chat with you."
"Shit! Do they think I'm a cow? Tell her I only sell wine, not my body... Wait, is the ten thousand in cash or check?"
After a brief training at the headquarters, Ethan Wraith was assigned to work at the "Roaring Bar" under the Moon Group. In just a few days, he won over customers with his handsome appearance and humor, especially among the wealthy ladies, who would flock to him like bees to honey.
They were lonely women who had chosen wealth over love and now used wealth to seek happiness again.
Ethan pushed open the door to the first private room, and a chubby woman threw herself at him. "Ethan, you're finally here. I've missed you to death."
Ethan forced a smile, holding Mrs. Larkspur 's plump hand, examining it from top to bottom. His face darkened. "Eva, I'm angry."
"Ethan, what's wrong? Did I offend you? Sorry, I'll buy another bottle of King's Wine to make up for it."
"You're treating me like a salesman, Eva. I came to see you because I missed you, not to sell you wine... By the way, our bar has just introduced a few bottles of 136-year-old French wine. Would you like to try some?"
"No, Ethan, let me treat you instead... Waiter, open a bottle of that 136-year-old wine... Ethan, why are you unhappy? Did someone bully you?"
"Eva, I'm not unhappy because of my problem, but because of you. Look..." Ethan lifted her hand, his face filled with anger. "You've lost so much weight in just a few days. Don't you know how to take care of yourself? It's worrying."
"Ethan, you're too good to me... I've never had anyone care about me like this. They all dislike me because I'm fat..."
Ethan patted her back comfortingly. "How can you think that way, Eva? You know Isabella Vale, the beauty who closed the moon?"
"Do I know her? Isn't she the one who's ashamed of her body?"
"Uh... She closed the moon, then was ashamed of her body. Anyway, she's the one. There's a poem about her... In the north, there's a beauty, living in a deep valley, one glance and the city is lost, a second glance and the country is lost... Back then, everyone thought being fat was beautiful. If you were born in the Middle Ages, you would have captivated thousands of men."
"I don't want to go to the Middle Ages. If I did, I wouldn't see you."
"Yes, and if you did, I'd be heartbroken for a lifetime."
"Ethan, I suddenly had an idea." Mrs. Crowe cooed, snuggling into Ethan's chest.
"What idea?"
"I want to have a child with you."
"Uh... If I had met you earlier, I would have pursued you no matter how difficult it was. But now... Alas, we're not meant to be. You're already married, and you can only have children with your husband."
Ethan's face was filled with sadness as he downed the fine wine the waiter had brought.
"Ethan, I can't have children with my husband. He's not capable of it. I want to have a child with you, and then we can get married."
"Okay, let's think about this carefully... Eva, sit down for a while, and I'll go take a look."
"Is it that Mrs. Crowe again? That fox spirit, always trying to steal men from me... Ethan, stay with me for a bit longer."
"I need to pee, and I'll be right back. Baby, be good and wait for me. Here, give me a kiss. Yeah." Ethan took a deep breath, feeling suffocated. The women in the bar were indeed tigers.
Outside, the DJ was playing music, and the loud music was piercing his eardrums. Ethan had just walked into the hall when a beauty waved at him. Ethan smiled and walked over.
"Hi, Fiona Swift. Hi, Seraphina ." Ethan greeted the two women with a smile.
Seraphina was the training instructor who had cried after Ethan teased her. He greeted her, but she coldly ignored him, still upset with him.
"Haha, we're just hanging out. How's it going, Ethan?" Fiona Swift asked with a smile.
"Not bad, thanks for asking. I'll work hard and repay your kindness, Fiona and Seraphina."
Fiona chuckled. "I was waiting for you to say that. Ethan, you're quite popular here, huh?"
Ethan smiled wryly. "It's just that I'm good-looking, and women can't resist me."
Fiona laughed. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you?"
Just then, a waiter rushed over. "Ethan, something's happened."
Ethan, Fiona, and Seraphina rushed to the first private room, where a commotion was brewing.
"You're not even looking in the mirror, seeing how fat you are. You're still trying to steal men from me?"
"You're just jealous because Ethan likes me more. He says I have a heavenly body, just like the princess of the Karo Kingdom."
Fiona elbowed Ethan. "What's the Karo Kingdom?"
Ethan smiled wryly. "I made it up."
"You're really good at making things up, aren't you?"
"I'm just helping people with low self-esteem find their confidence again."
Fiona chuckled. "You're really good at it."
Ethan smiled. "I'm just trying to help."
The two women, who had been fighting, suddenly stopped and called out to Ethan, clinging to him like injured deer.
"Ethan, do you like me?" Seraphina asked, tears in her eyes.
"Eva, you know I've never lied to you. Every word I've said is true..."
The two women started arguing again, asking Ethan who he liked more. Ethan tried to reason with them, but they wouldn't listen.
Just then, Fiona and Seraphina started laughing. "Haha, you're really in trouble now, Ethan."
Ethan smiled wryly. "I'm doomed."
As he walked out, he heard the two women calling out to him, asking him to stay.