Bar.
Xiao Baihong stretched lazily and stood up:
"I suddenly remembered that among the friends Little Wu brought this time, there are a few I also know. I'm going out to hand out a round of cigarettes, and Christina, remember to wash the dishes."
After speaking, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and swaggered out of the bar.
Christina pouted and said:
"Why is it always me washing the dishes? It's so annoying."
"Don't you have a lot of waitresses here?" Audrey looked around at the standing attendants and asked.
"They are not clean," Shen Feixue interjected.
Audrey tapped on the table.
Suddenly, dozens of maids in long dresses appeared in the void, bowed in unison:
"Your Majesty."
"Take care of the kitchen," Audrey said.
"Yes."
The maids began to clear the table.
Christina said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Now I've saved some time. I'll go find Little Wu for the live-streaming equipment—"
"Slow down," Audrey said.
