Lou Xi rushed to the bar and saw Rong Zhi lying on the bar counter, drunk.
It wasn't even business hours for the bar yet; it was still the afternoon, and Rong Zhi was already dead drunk.
It was someone from the bar who used Rong Zhi's phone to call her. Rong Zhi had two phones, one for work and one personal.
She only knew Rong Zhi's personal number, and the bar staff had called her using Rong Zhi's work phone.
"You're finally here. This guy has already downed three bottles of vodka. If he keeps drinking, he's going to get alcohol poisoning. You better hurry and take him home!" The bartender said to Lou Xi while polishing glasses for the evening.
"Why did he drink so much?" It seemed Lou Xi wasn't particularly familiar with Rong Zhi, especially about what he was doing in Nancheng now; she knew even less.
"I chatted with him a bit earlier. Apparently, a business deal fell through, and he lost a lot of money." After saying this, the bartender went to handle other duties.
