Although Wu Xie soiled the piano in the Western restaurant because of vomiting blood, the manager of the restaurant did not ask for compensation from Wu Xie. What made Ye Ling's eyes widen was that the manager of the restaurant even came over and gave Wu Xie a
Platinum VIP card, as long as he comes to make purchases, it is free, as long as he comes up and plays a song.
Hearing what the manager said, Wu Xie was not happy. He slapped his platinum card on the table, "Why are you like this? Are you happy to see others vomiting blood?" Wu Xie just saw this when he went to play the piano.
The manager had a mocking look on his face. Wu Xie would not have a good impression of such a person.
The manager wiped the cold sweat from his face, this guy is a bit difficult to serve.
"No, no, we just want you to play a more lyrical song." The manager explained hurriedly.
"Is that so?" Wu Xie held his chin, "You have a good idea. You want me to be your free worker? You just waive my order?"
Hearing this, the manager looked at Wu Xie with hope, "If you are willing to come to work in our company, we can give you generous treatment, and even package it for you and recommend you to participate in major piano competitions."
Wu Xie is a treasure to the manager at the moment. As long as Wu Xie is branded as the Bund Restaurant No. 18, when Wu Xie becomes famous in the future, their Western restaurant will not be worried about being popular.
"Participating in a competition? Being looked at lewdly by those old rich women? Do you think I'm stupid? Not interested."
The manager's excitement suddenly disappeared. He looked a bit like a resentful woman at the moment, "Then what do you want?"
"I don't want to think about it. Actually, I don't have much interest in Western food. If you open a Chinese restaurant, maybe I can consider it. Of course, then, I can play the erhu or something. Now, can we check out?"
The manager watched blankly as Wu Xie and the other three settled the bill and left. Wu Xie did not take away the platinum card. Looking at the platinum card, he felt as if he had been slapped by Wu Xie.
"Human, no matter how miserable you are, you can't laugh at others." This is what the manager said to the security guards, his tone full of regret.
The night was getting darker, but the three people who came out of the restaurant still felt a sultry breath blowing against their faces. In the summer of Shanghai, even at night, it is extremely hot.
Wu Xie watched Ye Ling and Xia Qingcheng get into Xia Qingcheng's Porsche and leave, then turned and walked to his taxi.
But in the middle of the road, Cheng Yaojin came out.
This guy's clothes were in tatters, his beard looked like it hadn't been shaved for a long time, his face was as black as coal, but his eyes were brighter than the stars in the Shanghai night sky. Wu Xie had seen him before, and it was this guy who sang solo in the square that day.
The most dazzling national style. You may forget what a person said or what he looked like, but you will never forget the feeling he made you. And Wu Xie just feels good about this person because of the way this guy makes people feel.
It's very dangerous. Wu Xie likes to deal with dangerous people. Beautiful women are extremely dangerous.
"It's you!" Wu Xie grinned, looking very happy.
The black-faced man did not speak, but just stared at Wu Xie, which made Wu Xie's back crawl. He wondered to himself whether he was too blind to notice that this guy was still a homosexual?
The black-faced man was a little excited and said, "I was listening to you outside just now. You played the piano very well and with great momentum. It felt like it had a life of its own."
Wu Xie said "Hey", "Did you hear that?"
The black-faced man nodded and flashed the guitar in his hand, "Maybe we can form a band."
Wu Xie's heart moved, "What did you do before?"
"Underworld." The black-faced man said nonchalantly, but Wu Xie did not doubt the authenticity of his words at all.
"Why don't you do it now? Is it because you were kicked out because your skills are too poor?"
The black-faced man glanced at Wu Xie, and Wu Xie saw a hint of fighting spirit, but it disappeared in an instant.
"No, it's because of my dream." The black-faced man looked at the sky proudly, with a lonely desolation in his eyes. It was an incomprehensible resentment and a pity that his ideal could not be realized.
"Start a band?"
"Yes, this is my lifelong dream!" The black-faced man clenched his fists, "But those mediocre people couldn't understand! They even teased me and asked me to sing and play the trumpet for them, and I beat them up.
Quit."
"so what?"
The black-faced man grabbed Wu Xie's shoulders with some excitement, "Brother, join my skeleton band. I believe that our band will shine and make the whole world crazy!"
"I just play the piano."
"It's okay, I'll teach you how to learn electronic drums. I just listened to your performance outside. It was a melody of life. They didn't understand it, but I did. In those few minutes, my blood was boiling with excitement, and I even felt like I could absorb everything in it.
I have the urge to beat up everyone. I found that you are really born for music. You are so passionate. This is really the person I want to find! My partner!" The one who was silent to anyone at the beginning
How could you have thought that one day he would talk endlessly?
This guy's strength was so strong that Wu Xie's shoulders hurt from his pinching.
"Brother, can you let go?"
"I'm sorry, I'm too excited. Brother, how about you consider my suggestion?"
"I don't want to be famous."
"I don't like to be famous either, but I want others to hear my music and hear my cry. This is a passionate journey, what do you think?"
"I'm not interested in these either." The black-faced man looked at Wu Xie with some depression. He rushed over and grabbed Wu Xie's collar, and asked fiercely: "What do you want, you bitch?"
"Beauty, can you find it for me?" Wu Xie teased.
"Okay, I'll help you find it! Follow me!" The black-faced man led the way while Wu Xie grinned and followed him.
The black-faced man walked into a bar, and Wu Xie followed him.
The men in the bar noticed the menacing black-faced man walking in and looked at him. Some of them had a look of fear in their eyes unconsciously.
"Tell me, who do you like?" the black-faced man asked domineeringly.
"Can I choose everyone here?"
"Whatever!" The black-faced man said in an icy tone.
Wu Xie looked around and saw a familiar figure. Isn't that Liu Qian? Liu Jun's sister, the woman who likes to make trouble. Opposite her sat a man who was constantly attentive to her. Although this woman
She is very aggressive and always finds fault with herself, but it is undeniable that she is the most beautiful woman in the whole bar, with her breasts perky and her butt up. Wu Xie pointed at her and said with a smile: "Just her!"
The black-faced man smiled and said, "Good taste!" He handed the guitar in his hand to Wu Xie, then strode up to Liu Qian, and said to her with a domineering tone: "Beauty, feel lucky for yourself, I
Brother is attracted to you!"
"Who are you? Let me go!" Liu Qian frowned and tried hard to break free from the black-faced man's hand, but under the control of the black-faced man, all her efforts were in vain.
"Don't talk nonsense." The black-faced man slapped Liu Qian directly. He was not a sympathetic person.
"Who are you? Let go quickly, otherwise my family will not let you go." Liu Qian was blinded. Liu Qian, who had been smiling just now, had a look of horror in her eyes. The sudden change happened to her.
She didn't have time to react. There was a hint of crying in her voice.