From Zhou Hua, Xie Jun, and Yang Hongwei's perspective, Ye Zhiqiu calmly walked over, bent down, said something to the two ladies in black stockings, and then sat down in the seats next to them.
Then... the three of them actually chatted happily, as if they were old friends who had known each other for some time! The two beauties shook their heads and occasionally covered their mouths to giggle.
After chatting for nearly ten minutes, under the shocked, stunned, and disbelieving gazes of the three from 206 Dormitory, Ye Zhiqiu walked back to their table with a relaxed expression, flashing a phone number saved as 'Tingting' in front of a wide-mouthed Xie Jun.
“Done. Third week, fifth floor of the cafeteria.”
Before Xie Jun could see it clearly, Ye Zhiqiu turned off his phone screen, leaned back in his chair, and picked up the unfinished cocktail on the table.
Xie Jun didn't bother to ask for the two beauties' numbers, saying in disbelief, “That's it? It's done?”
Yang Hongwei also asked, dumbfounded, “Fourth Brother, you're not just using a random number to get free food and drinks, are you?”
Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes, too lazy to bother with them.
Xie Jun and Yang Hongwei then realized two things: first, they knew that based on Ye Zhiqiu's character, he wouldn't do such a thing. More importantly, seeing how radiantly the two beauties in black stockings were smiling just now, they themselves wouldn't believe that the phone number was fake!
“Fourth Brother! I was wrong!”
“Fourth Brother! Teach me!”
The next moment, Xie Jun and Yang Hongwei, those two clowns, completely abandoned their integrity, almost falling to the ground to hug Ye Zhiqiu's leg.
Even Zhou Hua, the dorm leader, was a little incredulous. He wasn't surprised by the result, but the process just now... it was too smooth and effortless.
One should know that although Ye Zhiqiu was good-looking, the female clientele who frequent such high-end bars are different; they generally have a certain level of economic means and experience, and often, looks alone cannot impress them.
Originally, he thought Ye Zhiqiu's success rate would only be about sixty to seventy percent, but his performance just now was at the level of a Casanova.
“Fourth Brother, you've really changed,” Zhou Hua couldn't help but exclaim.
“That's not right,” Yang Hongwei said, puzzled, “Fourth Brother, you were always a one-track mind, relying on your looks to pick up girls. When it came to tactics, you weren't even as good as me. How did you change so much after breaking up?”
“Could it be that a deeply memorable relationship can really make a person improve by leaps and bounds? Should I try it too?”
Xie Jun also lowered his head in thought, seemingly actually considering Yang Hongwei's suggestion.
“Alright, alright,” Ye Zhiqiu was so annoyed by the two that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and had to explain how he got the number.
After he finished, the three of them fell silent, even more disbelieving.
“If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself.”
Ye Zhiqiu leaned back in his chair, wearing an expression that said, 'practice makes perfect.'
Dorm leader Zhou Hua, of course, couldn't make such a move.
The outwardly reserved Yang Hongwei... this guy had the heart of a thief but lacked the guts; it wasn't realistic for him to make such a big breakthrough in a short time.
“Good!”
The second-generation rich kid Xie Jun, however, was a man of action. This guy was quite an old hand, with a thick skin, and was eager to try out a new trick he had learned.
Soon, Xie Jun locked onto his target, chugged half a glass of wine, and walked towards a woman a little further away whose figure and demeanor were no less impressive than the two black-stockinged older sisters from before.
He approached with his head held high and chest out, smiling and leaning down to strike up a conversation.
Everything went smoothly up to this point...
Then, under the gazes of the three, Xie Jun dejectedly carried a stool back, put it down gloomily, and plopped himself onto it.
“It's over? Did you get it?”
Yang Hongwei asked foolishly.
“No...” The result was obvious.
Zhou Hua asked curiously, “What did you two talk about? Why did you bring a stool back?”
Xie Jun murmured, “I followed Fourth Brother's method... I asked her, 'Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?' She looked at me and said, 'No, you can take the stool!'”
“This script isn't right!”
Yang Hongwei and Zhou Hua were dumbfounded, then their faces quickly flushed, almost unable to hold back their laughter.
Ye Zhiqiu, however, remained calm: “The method has been taught to you. The master leads the way, but the cultivation is up to the individual.”
Yang Hongwei patted Xie Jun's shoulder, stifling a laugh, “I've realized that the biggest difference between us and Fourth Brother in implementing this is our faces!”
“Actually, the reason doesn't matter at all. If a girl likes you, she'll willingly let you trick her.”
“Get lost!” Xie Jun's face was filled with indignation.
Watching the bickering group, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but smile, a faint sense of emotion rising in his heart.
In fact, these few people were all expressing their concern in an unconventional way, wanting him to move on from that relationship as soon as possible.
After all, they knew how much the former Ye Zhiqiu had invested in that relationship...
Having lived two lives, this kind of pure friendship and brotherhood was something Ye Zhiqiu, who mostly stayed at home in his previous life, had never experienced.
The four of them joked around and chatted for a while when Yang Hongwei's gaze swept over a certain spot, and he suddenly became excited.
“That table in the back! Look! A perfect score beauty!”
The other three were stunned. Ye Zhiqiu's position was exactly with his back to the direction Yang Hongwei was pointing, but Yang Hongwei spoke so exaggeratedly that he couldn't help but turn his head to look.
In a secluded corner, two women in casual clothes were sitting opposite each other, talking.
Facing Ye Zhiqiu was a woman dressed in a more mature style. One could tell that although she was a bit older, she was very well-preserved and likely came from a wealthy or noble background.
And with her back to Ye Zhiqiu was a slender, graceful figure wearing a baseball cap. He couldn't see her face, but there was an intuitive feeling—that beneath the cap was definitely a beauty.
Xie Jun said suspiciously, “I can't see her face. A perfect score? A beauty on the level of Yu Caiwei? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?”
Yang Hongwei's face was excited: “She turned her face a moment ago; although I didn't see it completely clearly, I guarantee on my honor that I'm not exaggerating!”
Do you have honor?!
Although Ye Zhiqiu really wanted to retort, he had to admit that Yang Hongwei was probably right.
In fact, if someone with that kind of temperament and figure wasn't a beauty, it would be even more surprising.
Yang Hongwei shook his head and sighed, “It's rare for two goddess-level figures who can rival Yu Caiwei to appear in the small Huahai City.”
Xie Jun was interested now, but he knew his own limitations and said with a mischievous smile, “Fourth Brother, aren't you calling yourself a master?”
“If you can get the phone number of this perfect score beauty, I'll truly admire you. A month of free meals on the fifth floor of the cafeteria! I'll keep my word!”
“......”
“Alright, you said it!”
Ye Zhiqiu had drunk most of a cocktail and was a little tipsy, so he impulsively went along with it.
It's just a phone number! A few thick-skinned words.
If he succeeded, he'd get a month of free lavish meals; if he didn't, there was no loss. Of course, he could do such a no-risk business!