The onlookers cheered not only for the drinks but also for her smart posture of burning money.

At first, they just saw her as a pretty woman. To their surprise, she was so ballsy. It had been a long time since such a tough character appeared in Edge Club.

The barman immediately brought her 20 bottles of wine.

Hailey smirked and took a bottle in each hand. With a pop, the bottlenecks cracked. She twirled her wrists, and the wine poured down like cascades.

At the same time, she exerted strength to her foot, and her high heel poked the man heavily. On the floor, he howled in pain. Then the wine poured into his mouth and almost choked him.

Her movements were smooth and smart.

"Don't you want to drink? I'll let you drink."

Hailey sneered and opened two bottles each time. When all the wine went down his throat, the man lay there like a dead fish and could not even open his eyes.

Deep down, he knew that he met a tough character. In a hurry, he admitted defeat and begged for mercy, "I was wrong... good lady, please spare me. I won't dare to do this again."

Hailey lost her interest, threw the bottles away, turned around, found a stool to sit on, leaned against the bar counter, and crossed her legs.

When the flickering light landed on her, she looked glamorous.

"Come here and polish my shoes. I'll let you go." Hailey tilted her toes and looked askance at the man on the floor.

The ugly man got to his feet. His clothes were covered with wine stains, and the pops of bottles still echoed in his head.

Hailey sat there calmly, waiting for him to polish her shoes.

The man was a mess, and his face looked terrible.

As a woman trampled on him, those men around them felt upset. They lost interest in watching the fun and turned indignant.

"This woman is so young. How much could she earn? I believe men give her money. What is she proud of?"

"Yeah, her sugar daddy might be an old fellow, who knows? See? She doesn't even dare to show her face. I believe she sneaked out to have fun."

"That's right, she is indecent and still comes out to make a spectacle."

As public opinions shifted against her, the man on the floor got his balls back.

"I refuse; I would rather die!"

Those men praised his speech.

"That's what I'm talking about, a real man."

"This is a bar and man's paradise. She came here alone and asked for molestation. Whom could she blame? Obviously, she is here to hook up with guys."

Hailey looked over coldly, and those men immediately shut up their mouths. Her gaze was so scary, as if she was going to cut off their tongues.

She then turned to the crowd, "In here, money talks, right?"

Those onlookers were rendered speechless. Money indeed talked. It was a universal truth.

"Alright, regardless of my gender, I'm rich." Hailey finished her speech and took out her checkbook again.

"Hey, lunkhead, 100,000 yuan for you to polish my shoes."

Hailey showed the man her chin, but he made no response. Then she added another zero on the cheque.

"One million yuan?"

The crowd gasped in awe. This woman might be wealthy. One million yuan for polishing her shoes!

The ugly man changed his countenance and began to waver.

As a middle-level leader in his company, his annual salary was only half a million yuan. It was not like he had to lick her shoes. Besides, no one knew him here. He just needed to move a little bit and then had the windfall.