The ending is of course a failure without any doubt, so neat that there is not even a basic dialogue.
It only took Gao Yiming five seconds from standing up to sitting down again.
He put down his wine glass and walked behind the beautiful woman.
The beauty did not look back, but the singer on the small stage stopped singing and looked at Gao Yiming intently, the mockery in his eyes was very obvious.
Then, he said: "If I were you, I would not choose to chat with her. After all, her man was the Sanda champion of the entire army last year."
This sentence contains several messages.
First, this beautiful flower already has an owner.
Secondly, his master is very good at punching. Someone like Gao Yiming might not be able to withstand even one punch.
Article 3: The man is an active-duty soldier. As long as something as small as a fight doesn't go wrong, the local police may not be able to deal with it.
With these three things in mind, you will only continue to choose to strike up a conversation unless you are a fool. No matter how beautiful your skin is, it cannot soothe the pain in your body, not to mention that the other party will obviously not help you soothe it.
If he wanted to save more face, Gao Yiming should actually turn to the bar and ask the bartender for anything, a cup or ice cubes, so as to avoid the embarrassment of returning to his seat.
But Cheng Yu, who sat at the same table with Gao Yiming, knew his purpose very well. The beauty and the singer also knew that Gao Yiming knew that everyone in the bar knew what he wanted. This kind of cover-up seemed meaningless. It would be better to simply do it neatly.
Go back.
The singer was kind of giving him face, and he didn't speak loudly. At least Cheng Yu didn't hear what he said at all, he just saw his mouth move slightly.
Gao Yiming's departure and return had already explained everything. Cheng Yu had no intention of teasing him, he just picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with him.
……
"Why can you make up new words every time?" The female knight tilted her head, opened a can of Coke, put it in the straw and took a sip, then asked.
The singer simply put the guitar aside, turned off the lights on the small stage, played a low and melodious song, and sat next to the female knight.
"I just said whatever came to my mind without thinking too much about it."
"Actually, it's not necessary. If he wants to strike up a conversation with me, I'll just tell him to get lost."
"This will make it ugly. After all, I am here to do business. It is better to retreat than to give someone a head-on blow."
The female knight seemed to think about it seriously, nodded, and said: "What you said makes sense, but I still feel that watching this small bar for you with my appearance will bring a lot of trouble every night.
Is it possible that I really need a Sanda champion to protect me?"
The singer seemed distressed. He knocked on the bar counter hard and said depressedly: "Are we friends?"
The female knight said seriously: "Yes."
"Then why do you still push back on such a small favor? You know that I am alone, have nothing to offer, and all my savings have gone into this bar. How can you bear to watch me leave the bar and turn it into a bad place?"
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The female knight smiled, and for a moment, even the lights above her head were eclipsed.
"But no matter how I think about it, I feel that you are the wrong person to entrust the bar to me."
The singer was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he said: "It seems to make sense."
After a long while, the singer said again: "Then what should I do?"
"When I was playing with cars, I met an uncle. Like you, he was alone and had nothing. He bought a car with all his savings. In his early years, he was in R.B.C., and it was said that he was involved in the speeding car gang. When he got older, he changed his ways and became a righteous person.
The craftsmanship is to make Japanese food. I have eaten it and the craftsmanship is really amazing."
"You want me to hand over the store to him and turn it into a Japanese restaurant?"
"Yes." The female knight nodded and took another sip of Coke, "Give him half of the dry stock, and in addition, leave another two hundred thousand for him to decorate and purchase goods. Although your place is not big, I think,
He will soon turn this place into the best Japanese restaurant in Wudongcheng, your investment will be earned back quickly, and you can stay in France with peace of mind."
"It sounds very good, but why do I always feel so disadvantaged?"
The female knight smiled again and was noncommittal. Anyway, this was not her business in the first place.
The singer rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, seeming to be seriously considering the female knight's suggestion.
"After opening a Japanese food restaurant, will you often support it?"
The female knight nodded and said: "Although I will still be hit on to varying degrees in the Japanese restaurant, as long as the price is set high enough, the person who can chat with me will not be as bad as the one just now. Maybe.
I can really find someone I like among those people."
"But why do I think you seem to have a good impression of that uncle? Besides, I am also a man after all. You are so in front of me, but you don't take me into consideration at all, which makes me very disappointed." p>
Having said that, there is no expression of disappointment on the singer's face.
The female knight laughed and said: "You can give it a try, maybe there is a chance? This is a combination of wealth and wealth!"
"Forget it, your father wants a quick son-in-law who can inherit the family property for you. From my hair to my feet, there is no suitable place for me."
As soon as these words came out, the female knight's expression suddenly dimmed, and a trace of wrinkles appeared between her eyebrows, as if the singer had spoken her mind.
"I don't want to say anything, so I will continue singing." The singer patted the tabletop gently.
The female knight looked at the singer, forced a smile, and said: "You sing, I will go back after drinking the Coke."
The singer didn't ask any more questions, nodded, got up and returned to the small stage, turned off the music, turned on the spotlights above his head, held the guitar and started singing to himself again, with the same lyrics and even the tune that no one could hear clearly.
It doesn’t match any song you’ve ever heard.
……
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. I'm not responsible for causing internal injuries."
Seeing Cheng Yu's shoulders that had been shaking for a long time, Gao Yiming couldn't help it anymore and lowered his voice and roared.
Cheng Yu finally laughed out loud and said, "You look pretty good. Why were you driven back without even saying anything?"
Gao Yiming drank a glass of wine angrily and repeated what the singer said to him.
"So you are scared? Shouldn't you pretend to be a hero in front of a beautiful woman? Besides, you should know that the singer is probably talking nonsense, right?"
Gao Yiming rolled his eyes and said: "Of course I know, but their attitude is so obvious, why should I ask for trouble?"
Cheng Yu nodded and said: "After all, he is a successful person. Although he has no education, his emotional intelligence is indeed very high."
"Why is every word you say full of sarcasm? If I remember correctly, I just helped you save more than a thousand yuan, and now I'm still buying you a drink?"
Cheng Yu said seriously: "No, it's more than 800. Even without your participation, I have already saved more than 800."
"This is not important."
Cheng Yu shook his head seriously: "No, this is very important."
"If I hadn't seen you driving a car worth more than 20 million yuan, I would never have believed that you were actually a rich second generation. Is saving money so interesting to you?"
Cheng Yu thought about it seriously and said, "It's actually quite boring, but it's very important."
Gao Yiming rolled his eyes and was too lazy to continue the topic with Cheng Yu. He just said: "I thought only hard-working entrepreneurs like me would find ways to save money. You really taught me a lot."
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