When the beauties sat down, Qiye did not deliberately try to please or flatter them. Instead, he followed the procedure and introduced to them some hidden drinks in the "Dark World" bar. The prices of these drinks were generally determined based on the dress of the visitor.
Obviously, the four girls are undoubtedly the type of people who can enjoy the highest price of drinks.
"Do you have any Royal Salute 38? If so, have a bottle." One of the fair-faced girls snapped her fingers and put down the Louis Vuitton bag in her hand.
Sure enough, this is a group of heroines who are not short of money. It can be seen from their tens of thousands of bags and their aura. However, Qiye's introduction just now is obviously in vain, because these girls already have
Your favorite brand.
"Sorry, no more." Qiye shook his head. Two days ago, a wealthy man had squandered a few thousand dollars worth of wine, and then the most gorgeous waitress in the bar went to bed with him obediently. This kind of thing is yours.
No one will make irresponsible remarks about the things I wish to do.
"What a crappy bar!" The fair-faced girl frowned, with a hint of squeamishness in her tone. She raised her head and waited for Qiye, then said impatiently: "Is there any Martell Golden King?"
"Just sold out." Qiye raised his eyebrows, but still smiled.
"you!"
The fair-faced girl had a bad temper. Just when she was about to lose her temper, the girl next to her who looked particularly gentle and classically beautiful patted the fair-faced girl's slender hands and said softly: "Beibei, why are you arguing with the waiter? I heard
There is a bartender here who makes very good drinks. How about we ask him to make a few drinks? Let’s see what kind of unique taste there is.”
"This, okay!"
The girl called Beibei hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Beibei turned her head and spoke in a cold tone, with the harshness of rich people looking down on the poor: "Go and ask the bartender to mix some drinks for us. As long as it suits your appetite, the price is not a problem. Also, just wait outside.
, we will call you anytime if anything happens."
After saying that, he turned around and never looked at Qiye again. He completely regarded Qiye as nothing.
"Go ahead! Do as she says." The classical beauty was very kind, smiling gently at Qiye, but there was a faint air of superiority about her, and she naturally maintained a huge gap with Qiye.
Qiye went down to bartend as he was told, and Beibei took out a Vertu mobile phone from his Louis Vuitton bag to play with. This mobile phone is more expensive than the iPhone 4, and with a price of tens of thousands, it has successfully entered the ranks of mobile phone luxury goods.
The classical beauty looked at Beibei with a smile and said softly: "Beibei, I heard that your father plans to send you to Harvard to study finance, right?"
"Oh, don't mention Yanyu, this bothers me the most. I want to play with you for a few more years before I stop reading..." Beibei said angrily: "That guy wanted to send me away without my consent.
There was no way. I directly Photoshopped it out."
Having said this, Beibei turned his attention to the other girl and said with a smile: "Zhiruo, it's winter vacation anyway, why don't we go traveling together! By the way, didn't you just have a boyfriend? I heard that he is still on the basketball team.
Yes, not only is he tall and handsome, but he also has a good background. Why don’t you take him out for a walk?”
"I'm not going, I'm going to gz's grandma's house." The girl called Zhiruo, with long hair like clouds, looks quiet and energetic. She is also playing with her mobile phone, iphone 4 pink Swarovski version.
"Beibei, you are not well informed. It is that boy who is pursuing Zhiruo, but Zhiruo doesn't like him. But I have seen that boy and he is indeed quite handsome. If he pursues me, I will definitely like him.
"The other girl is named Xie Daifei. She is beautiful and has a light and cold beauty.
The classical beauty smiled and shook her head, helpless to Xie Defei's words.
Just as he was talking, Qiye put the mixed wine in a wine glass and served it. The wine was a red liquid with "blue waves" of bubbles inside, which looked very tasty.
Qiye put the wine glasses in front of them one by one. These were the drinks that Qiye had just mixed for them. No one knew how to prepare these wines, which represented the skills of the world's top bartenders. In this city, there are only a few people with this skill.
A person can count them on a few fingers.
Several girls took it. Except for the classical beauty who took a sip lightly, the other beauties were not in a hurry to drink. They continued to talk about their own topics. The classical beauty took a sip and frowned slightly, but she couldn't say anything.
grace.
Qiye was about to leave with the tray when the classical beauty suddenly said softly: "Who mixed this wine?"
"I!"
"Really?" The classical beauty smiled lightly: "Well, you can go."
Qiye smiled, turned and went downstairs. Beibei frowned and asked, "Sister Yanyu, what are you talking about with him? Talking to such a little person is a waste of time."
"No, I just think this wine is quite interesting." The classical beauty smiled and watched Qiye go downstairs. There was a kind of appreciation from a superior to his subordinates in his eyes. Although it was not appropriate, it was probably like this.
"Beibei, I think this handsome guy is quite interesting. Why don't you date him? It will definitely be fun." Xie Daifei saw Qiye leaving, so she smiled and joked about him.
"He? A bartender?" Beibei sneered: "I'm not that cheap. Even if I want to sleep with someone, he's not up to par."
"Hehe... yes, our Beibei likes tall, rich and handsome boys." Xie Daifei smiled and said nothing more.
Zhiruo put down her iPhone 4 Swarovski, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. She suddenly frowned, then straightened her eyebrows, and said with a face filled with intoxication: "Eh?! It tastes pretty good. It's sweet in your mouth, and it's still good after you drink it in your stomach."
A warm feeling, endless aftertaste, great.”
"This wine tastes really good. I know a bartender at Tianyun Bar. He is also the top master at the Haubian Winery in France. I have been fortunate enough to drink the wine he mixed. Compared with this wine, it is also...
It's just between the two." The speaker was a classical beauty. Even when speaking at length, she could maintain her noble elegance.
Tianyun Bar is the most luxurious bar in GZ, the provincial capital. The bartenders inside are all top bartenders in the world, and even the lowest bartenders have an annual salary of one million.
Listening to what the classical beauties said, several girls all showed incredible aura. Although the Dark World Bar is very high-end and the decoration is not conventional, which makes people feel very tasteful. But there is a person hidden in such a bar.
People who are more powerful than the top masters from Haubian Winery would not be believed even if they were beaten to death.
"This wine was definitely not mixed by that stupid waiter." Beibei concluded with certainty.
"But we don't rule out that there is a reclusive bartending master hidden here." Zhiruo smiled again.
………………
Qiye walked out of the private room and came to the bar to read the yellowed copy of "Playboy". The female bartender next to her curled her lips, somewhat dissatisfied with Qiye's idleness. After serving the customers, Mouse hurried to Qiye's side with a smile.
He said, "How about it? Those girls above are pretty good, pretty and rich. Why don't you go get their phone numbers?"
"Forget it, I'll introduce it to you if you want."
"Damn it, you're not interested in beautiful women?"
"Yes, but they don't like me."
Qiye flipped through Playboy lazily without raising his eyelids. Mouse looked puzzled. Although Qiye was not very handsome, he was not ugly either. From time to time, he had a demonic temperament, which made him even more attractive.
I was attracted inexplicably.
Mouse just doesn’t understand, why doesn’t this guy have a girlfriend? Damn it, this guy doesn’t know how to be gay, does he?