“Is that the name of this drink?”
“Uh huh.”
“What does it mean?”
“‘Tomorrow’. As the name implies, it knocks you out till tomorrow. That’s why it’s called ‘Tomorrow’.”
“…” Liang Yin’s mouth fell open in surprise. “Has it got a lot of alcohol in it?”
“Yes. It’s made with vodka and has a particularly high alcohol content. Most people make do with a couple of sips.”
Liang Yin did not believe him. “Are you exaggerating?” She was a little afraid to drink it, but was keen to try it.
“How much does a glass of this cost?”
“288.”
Liang Yin was speechless again. “That expensive?”
“Is it expensive? I think it’s okay.”
“That’s true. You’re getting paid hundreds of thousands per episode. A cocktail really isn’t that expensive,” Liang Yin said confidently. She had lost a lot of brain cells just by memorizing lines for Hua Jin. She was at his beck and call. It was not too much to get him to buy a drink.
The bartender prepared the Tomo and slid it towards Liang Yin. She picked up her cell phone and held it at an angle to the wine, then snapped several shots before putting it away with satisfaction.
By the time she’d put her phone away, the flame in her glass had gone out. She took a sip. The wine was fragrant and slightly sweet. It was quite good, but the taste of vodka was a little strong. It slid down her throat and her stomach burned. It was warm and the heat spread throughout her body.
“It seems really easy to get drunk on this.” Liang Yin pushed the glass in front of the actor warily, afraid that if she were to down the whole glass, she would get drunk again and cause trouble.
Hua Jin laughed. “One sip and you’re done?”
“I’m afraid of getting drunk. It doesn’t taste too bad. It’s quite sweet.”
“Well, it’s because it’s delicious people lose track of how much they’re drinking. It’s easier to get drunk that way.” As he spoke, he suddenly felt a man sitting down beside him.
“Are you alone, beautiful?”
Frowning, the actor looked suspiciously in the direction of the voice and saw a young man dressed in a shirt. He sat beside him, eyes bright with obvious ambition.
There was no lack of such men in the bar. If they took a fancy to a certain woman, they would go up and hit on her. If the two “struck a chord” with each other, everything would go smoothly.
Hua Jin supposed that this man was probably here to hunt for women and obviously treated him as prey, so he turned his face away and ignored him.
“What’s up? You seem hard to please!” The man rubbed his chin and studied Hua Jin intently. He had to admit, Liang Yin had considerably exquisite looks. Hua Jin’s deliberate indifference, on the contrary, had ignited his ambition. “I’m asking you if you’re alone.”
The actor continued to ignore him. Presumably, he was drunk. There was no need to stoop to his level.
Liang Yin also looked curiously at the man, but she was stopped by Hua Jin. “Don’t look at him.”
She moved closer to him and asked nervously, “Who is he? Do you know him?”
“Do I look like I know him?”
“No, it doesn’t look like it…”
“Then don’t speak to him.”
Liang Yin probed, “Why don’t we change seats and sit at the bar?”
The actor shot her a meaningful look and asked, “Do you know what it means, in this joint, when a woman sits at the bar?”
“No I don’t…”
“It means that she’s waiting for a man to hit on her.”
