Crouching Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix

Lin Qiye was somewhat baffled when he saw the two customers suddenly become so excited.

Still, he fulfilled his duties as a "waiter" and led them to their seats. As soon as they sat down, they pulled out their phones and frantically took photos with Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye frowned again.

"Sorry, photography isn't allowed in the club," he said politely.

Miss Tsuneda pouted. "They're just a few pictures. What's the big deal?"

Lin Qiye's gaze sharpened as he said in an uncompromising tone, "I'll say it again. No photos are allowed here."

"..." Miss Tsuneda's heart raced. "O-Okay! I'll listen to you! I'll delete them all right away!"

The two customers deleted every single photo in front of Lin Qiye. Only then did his expression ease.

He opened the drink menu and asked, "So, what would you like to drink?"

"You're Asaba, right?" her friend asked timidly from the side. "If we order drinks, do you get a commission? Can you drink with us?"

"I can. It's part of my job." Lin Qiye nodded.

"I want this one, this one! This one, this one! And this one too!"

Her friend immediately grew excited, ordering several expensive bottles in quick succession. She pulled a card from her wallet and handed it directly to Uncle Kyosuke beside them.

The corner of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly.

The cost of all that alcohol was already a considerable sum to him... probably equivalent to borrowing money from Amamiya Haruki more than twenty times?

Was this the joy of being a rich woman?

Uncle Kyosuke delivered the drinks with a beaming smile and thoughtfully opened them for them. Lin Qiye took the bottles, filled the two customers' glasses, and poured himself a full glass as well.

"Asaba, it's our first time meeting. Let's have