Chapter 389: Don’t Be So Nervous, Boss Green. Come, Have a Drink.

“Can you do what Little Morgan did before and have Carol off the stage for a few days?”

The moment Su Ming said this, Boss Green froze. The wine glass he had been swirling in his hand stopped mid-motion without him even realizing it.

But just a second later, his well-honed composure and social finesse kicked in. Boss Green quickly recovered, forcing a polite, insincere smile onto his face.

“Su,” he said courteously, “I’m not quite sure what you’re getting at. Are you referring to that news about Young Master Morgan from a few days ago? Is that what’s got you thinking this way?”

“You’ve probably just arrived in the United States. I’d advise you not to get involved in that sort of thing. Let’s not talk about this any further.”

“As long as you order two more bottles of this red wine later, Carol will definitely be more than happy to spend some quality time with you tonight.”

“Of course, if you’re hoping to spend a few more days with her, that’s not something I can decide. You’ll have to discuss the price with her yourself later tonight.”

Hearing this, a glint flashed through Su Ming’s eyes, but he didn’t press further. Instead, he raised his wine glass and clinked it lightly against Boss Green’s, laughing heartily.

“Come on now, don’t be so tense, Boss Green.”

“I just happened to see that news about Morgan Financial Group when I arrived, and then I saw online that Little Morgan often visits your Infatuation Bar. Apparently, he takes a beautiful companion home every few days.”

“To be honest, I didn’t come all the way from the Dragon Country because I’m short on money. I just wanted to ask if your services here are on par with what Little Morgan got.”

“I mean, if he can buy a few bottles of wine and spend several nights with Carol, it wouldn’t be fair if I only get a brief close encounter, right?”

“Come on, drink up.”

He gently tapped his wine glass again.

Boss Green looked at Su Ming’s smiling face and forced an even stiffer smile in return, though his heart was growing increasingly uneasy.

After all, in order to keep Old Morgan from finding out, and to protect the reputation of Morgan Financial Group, Little Morgan always used the VIP entrance—the back door—whenever he came to Infatuation Bar. That way, as few people as possible would know about his visits.

Very few people should even be aware that Little Morgan frequented the Infatuation Bar, let alone see it posted online.

Morgan Financial Group, with its control over public opinion, should have buried any such rumors the moment they appeared.

So could it be… that this guest from the Dragon Country sitting in front of him was actually a private investigator sent by Old Morgan?

After all, the recent salvage operation at New York Harbor had made quite a stir, and with Little Morgan’s death now confirmed, it was entirely possible that Old Morgan had hired investigators to look into the matter.

The more he thought about it, the colder Boss Green felt inside.

As the man who built Infatuation Bar into what it was today, he was well aware of just how terrifying the power of a business empire like Morgan Financial Group could be.

Even if he appeared to be living the high life now, if Old Morgan wanted him gone, it would take nothing more than a single word.

Just as Boss Green was lost in thought, Su Ming’s voice, tinged with impatience, pulled him back to reality.

“What’s wrong, Boss Green?”

“Are you zoning out, or are you trying to figure out how to explain Little Morgan’s situation?”

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you actually think I’m a private investigator? I already told you, I’m just asking if the service is the same. I don’t want to end up being the sucker who gets ripped off.”

“Come on, drink up. My arm’s getting tired holding this glass.”

With that, Su Ming once again raised his wine glass and tapped it lightly.

Boss Green snapped out of it and forced an even more strained smile. He quickly responded, “No, no, nothing like that.”

“I was just thinking… how to make sure distinguished guests like you keep coming back to Infatuation Bar. Let’s drink. I’ll drink now.”

With that, Boss Green downed the entire glass of red wine in one go. Since it hadn’t been properly aerated, the bitterness of the grapes hit him hard, and he couldn’t help but click his tongue.

Then, seeing that Su Ming’s glass was still untouched, his heart sank even further. Forcing another smile, he said, “This really is excellent wine.”

“Even the bitterness from not being fully aerated is rich with the aroma of premium grapes.”

“Su, my honored guest.”

“If you’re willing to come by more often in the future, I can make the call… how about letting Carol accompany you for three days? She’s the star performer from France’s Crazy Horse show.”

“There aren’t many people in the entire United States who can get her to perform at a private venue.”

Su Ming didn’t respond right away. Instead, he refilled his empty glass to the brim and said flatly, without a hint of emotion, “Boss Green, you’re being very generous.”

“Back when Little Morgan took girls from your Infatuation Bar, he still had to spend a good amount of money on them to maintain those short-lived flings for a few days.”

“Now that it’s me, Boss Green is willing to foot the bill himself.”

“I just wonder, is it because you’re afraid something might be exposed, or are you hoping I’ll get lost in pleasure and stop asking about Little Morgan?”

“Relax. I really don’t care to ask. Let’s just drink.”

At that moment, even someone as seasoned and socially adept as Boss Green couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Because Su Ming’s current demeanor was impossible to read.

This half-curious, half-indifferent attitude was pure torture for Boss Green. And that full glass of wine in Su Ming’s hand only made him more anxious.

How could someone who looked barely in his twenties be so calculating? His face showed no emotion at all.

Taking a deep breath, Boss Green made up his mind to end this torment immediately. He spoke earnestly and sincerely.

“Su, you’re my honored guest, so I’ll be honest with you.”

“Little Morgan did come to my bar quite often, and yes, he sometimes took a girl or two home to enjoy himself.”

“But as for what happened to him, I really don’t know.”

“If I did, I would’ve told CEO Morgan already. I mean, who in New York would dare go up against Morgan Financial Group?”

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, studying the seemingly resigned Boss Green. With a faint smile, he topped off the man’s already full wine glass and said calmly, “Boss Green, I believe you. I know you don’t know when exactly something happened to him.”

“So I just want to ask you one thing: When did you tell Little Morgan that Knight Bar was selling famous models like merchandise?”