Jinshan Avenue Bar Street, a well-known chaotic place in the capital.
Various unique bars are scattered throughout the alleys, accumulating filth. People of mysterious backgrounds from the underworld prefer to hide and trade here, coming and going freely.
Bao Gucheng changed into casual clothes and only brought Chen Long along.
Standing at the street corner, he looked at the flashing neon sign with the word "Wine" and couldn't help but think to himself: Never expected it, but the little woman's words came true—he really couldn't avoid getting involved with "wine" tonight.
Looking at a row of signs, Chen Long asked for instructions: "Mr. Bo, which one should we check first?"
Bao Gucheng put on sunglasses, casually raised the collar of his coat, and said indifferently, "Zuixian Inn."
Perhaps recalling the daytime scene of suggesting names for Xi Zuzi's restaurant, the few words "Zuixian Inn" particularly caught his attention.
