Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 914 At The Bar

Donald had been to bars before, but he only visited them occasionally while carrying out missions in the past.

He didn't enjoy the atmosphere in bars, finding them too noisy and chaotic. Standing on the stage and bobbing his head with the music like a fool did nothing to alleviate his stress.

In Donald's eyes, bars still retained the messy and disorganized vibe from the seventies and eighties.

Who knew that he would find everything different from what he had imagined upon his arrival at Sound Wave Bar this time?

In the past, the stage in bars was a place where anyone, regardless of their quirks and oddities, could go up there and let loose.

However, at present, professionally-trained beautiful women were the only ones dancing on the stage.

Clad in sexy costumes, they danced carefreely on the stage, capturing the undivided attention of everyone in the bar. The atmosphere was incredibly vibrant.

“What would you like to drink?”

Donald, sitting at the bar, subconsciously made a gesture of the numbers “five” and “two” with his hand.

The bartender paused for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant.

“Excuse me, sir, what kind of drink would you like?”

Donald raised an eyebrow. “Haven't I already told you?”

Just as the bartender, Morgan, was about to ask what the gesture meant, another bartender who looked to be in his early forties walked over from the side.

“This gentleman wants a glass of B-52, which is Bifi. You go over there. I'll take care of things here.”

One could tell at a glance that this middle-aged man was highly experienced, able to discern what kind of cocktail Donald wanted just from his gestures.

“I'm Tony, the bartender. How should I address you, sir?”

Donald glanced at Tony and said, “Donald Campbell.”

“Mr. Campbell, it seems like it's been a while since you last visited a bar, right?”

“You can tell that too?”

Tony gave a slight smile and said, “Nowadays, very few people know the codename B-52 for this cocktail. People these days have given all those old drinks some fancy foreign names.”

In the bars that Donald used to frequent, all the drinks were arranged according to a unified numbering system on the drink menu for the sake of convenience.

Hence, some regular bar patrons often used hand gestures when ordering drinks, signifying the codename of a particular beverage.

People in the past drank for convenience, but nowadays, they drank to impress girls and show off their sophistication. Therefore, young people preferred to order drinks by their names, not by their codes.

Only an experienced bartender like Tony could understand Donald's gestures, so he took the initiative to come over and serve him.

“Bars these days are indeed different from the past. You'd never see so many beautiful women dancing on stage in the past. Seriously, though, won't problems arise?”

Watching the beauties on stage in their ultra-short miniskirts, Donald felt that the owner of this bar really had some nerve.

Many people tend to become reckless and impulsive under the influence of alcohol, and there are essentially no measures in place to separate the stage from the audience.

If a drunken man from the audience were to rush onto the stage and cop a feel of the dancing beauties, it's likely that the assaulted beauty would be scarred for life.

As if he knew what was on Donald's mind, Tony pushed the glass of cocktail toward him and said with a smile, “You have no idea. Nowadays, this is the only way for bars to attract customers. Besides, even if someone does cause trouble, it'll be a case of mutual consent. Times have changed, you know.”

No sooner had Tony finished speaking than the music came to an end.

The audience below the stage cheered and rushed up, swaying in unison with the dancing beauties.

It seemed that the beautiful women didn't mind being taken advantage of at all, as they were already stuffed with cash.

Donald was dumbfounded as he held his wine glass and watched everything unfold beneath the stage.

This is allowed?

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