Chapter 548: Concern for the President
Someone with sharp eyes said, “Look, isn’t that the president? He’s so handsome…”
“I don’t think so. Why would the president come to such a place…?”
“But, it really does look like him…”
How could they be wrong about the new youngest president of C Country?
However, it was indeed surprising that a country’s president would come to a bar to relax.
It was not difficult to see s.h.i.+ Yuting’s face as he walked into the bar despite the dim lighting. He appeared fascinating but unapproachable to strangers.
He walked slowly towards the bar counter.
A high-end bar was always elegant and pleasant regardless. As soon as one entered, one would feel all the fatigue in one’s body eliminated.
However, it was not the case for s.h.i.+ Yuting.
“Get me a drink.”
He ordered in a heavy voice.
When the bartender saw him, he was stunned for a moment. Then he immediately turned around and brought out a bottle of top-quality whiskey.
“Is our president in a bad mood?”
The two girls looked like they were at a tender age, but their clothes were very attractive and alluring.
When they saw s.h.i.+ Yuting sitting at the bar counter, the two girls also followed him but sat a little further away.
“Judging from his expression, he seems to be…”
“Could it be that he’s upset because of the disaster area?”
“I don’t know. Look, the president’s hand seems to be injured!” One of the girls had sharp eyes. Under the dim light, she immediately noticed that s.h.i.+ Yuting’s blood-stained hand was still bleeding bright red blood.
The two girls felt restless when they noticed that he was injured.
If they went over and take care of the president’s injury, they would be able to successfully talk to the president. The president might even notice them because of their concern!
The more they thought about it, the more eager they became to take their chances.
“Do you think we should go over and take care of the president?”
The girls looked at each other and smiled. “Okay.”
At the bar, s.h.i.+ Yuting’s gla.s.s of strong liquor was refilled with one gla.s.s after another. It was hard to tell if he was drunk or not.
“President, your hand… is injured.”
He was drunk until he suddenly heard a woman’s voice next to him.
He did not react and continued to drink the liquor in his gla.s.s. But, his expression did become colder.
However, the two girls did not seem to notice his mood. Instead, they were holding a handkerchief as if they were going to bandage his wound.
Seeing that he did not react or ask them to leave, the two girls were delighted. One of them continued, “Why don’t we bandage your wound?”
s.h.i.+ Yuting still ignored them. However, the girls understood it as acquiescence. So they proceeded towards him to tend to his wound.
s.h.i.+ yuting suddenly turned towards the girl closest to him with cold sharp eyes, disgusted by her touch.
“Get lost!”
His voice was as cold as ice; people trembled when they heard it. The girl made eye contact with his scarlet eyes which hinted a threat. She stopped immediately as fear crept into her heart.
“But your hand…” The girl still wanted to express her concern.
However, s.h.i.+ Yuting roared, “I said get lost!”
His deafening voice instantly reverberated throughout the cla.s.sy and elegant bar, attracting astonished glances from other clients.