After Yan Qianyu left, Chen Yu said to Baozi, "Baozi, call the others in." Although he is the boss, when encountering major events, he will discuss it with his subordinates and work together to make more money.
It is much better for him to help him think of a solution than to meditate alone.
Yan Qianyu, who walked out of the room, returned to the bartender's desk, picked up the wine he had just ordered the bartender to prepare for him, and drank it in one gulp. As for the conversation with Chen Yu just now, he didn't care at all.
Don't worry, he knows best what kind of difficulties we are facing here now. An ambitious person will never sit still and wait for death. And he came here because he took a fancy to this excellent opportunity. All this depends on him.
within expectations.
"The wine tastes good, but I feel like something is missing." After drinking, Yan Qianyu licked his lips and said lightly.
The bartender ignored Yan Qianyu because she was working now. The rule here is that whispering is not allowed during work. The salary of working here is quite high. If you include the commission from selling drinks, you will be lucky at the end of the day.
It can also exceed 1,000, and it is very common for a popular bartender to earn more than 1,000 a day.
"It's really not fun to drink alone. I wonder if Miss would like to have a drink with me." The bored Yan Qianyu had to find some fun by teasing the somewhat reserved bartender.
"Sorry, my job is to bartend, not to be a 'lady'. If you really want to find one, there are many other women here." The bartender couldn't stand it anymore, because Yan Qianyu occupied the bar.
Her clientele dropped sharply.
"Your job is not to bartend, but to make money. Open a bottle of the most expensive red wine for me, provided you drink it with me." Yan Qianyu, who did not change his expression at all because of the bartender's cold attitude, revealed.
He has a charming smile and his thick skin has always been his advantage.
Although she was reluctant, the beautiful bartender chose to accept Yan Qianyu's suggestion for the sake of the commission that could exceed 10,000. Faced with life, many people have no choice, and she is one of them.
"How many days have you been working here?" Yan Qianyu glanced at the woman and asked lightly. According to his opinion, the woman had been here for no more than three days.
"One day." The bartender looked at the handsome Yan Qianyu and said softly. As if she remembered something, she raised her head and drank a glass of red wine into her stomach.
"Are you worried?" Although this woman concealed it very deeply, and even no traces could be seen on her face, her behavior betrayed her.
"No." The woman answered simply. This confirmed Yan Qianyu's guess just now.
"Add two more bottles of the most expensive red wine, provided you chat with me." It's not strange to come to a bar to get drunk, nor is it strange to find a girl to chat with. What's strange is that a person would do this in order to strike up a conversation with a woman selling wine.
Method, Yan Qianyu is undoubtedly the first person.
After hesitating for a moment, the woman turned around and took two bottles of red wine that were not the most expensive. She felt that her story was not so valuable. Although she needed money now, she still could not lose her bottom line of character.
"A woman who is not greedy is good." Seeing the two bottles of wine in the woman's hands, Yan Qianyu knew their specific prices and nodded secretly in his heart.
"Why do you come here to work?" Yan Qianyu's seemingly aimless question was very logical.
"Money!" the woman said frankly. If it weren't for money, she would never come here without telling her family.
"You should be sitting in university classes at your age." Yan Qianyu did not look down on her because she was for money. Some women enjoy material life for money, while others may be forced by life.
"Haha, you saw it." The woman laughed self-deprecatingly.
"Oh? Which university did you go to?" Like discovering a new world, Yan Qianyu seemed to have found a breakthrough.
"Tsinghua." The woman said expressionlessly. What would happen if she went to Tsinghua? She originally wanted to work after the college entrance examination but was forced by her family to complete her studies. Of course, her family background was not very good.
The foreign debt she owed was piling up, coupled with the recent changes, she had to choose to drop out of school.
"The highest university in the country." Yan Qianyu said to himself. He did not expect this woman to be so good at studying.
"So what." As if she heard Yan Qianyu's murmur, the woman laughed at herself.
"What's your name?" Yan Qianyu asked a little boldly. What happened to this woman immediately attracted him. A woman from Tsinghua University actually sold wine here, which made people think of her.
"He Qiangwei."
"Elm pods cover the ground, and rose shoots dipped in water penetrate the fence."
Yan Qianyu once glanced at this poem "Inscribed on the Guest House" written by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty among the 300 Tang poems. "Qiangwei, I wonder what kind of person you are?"
"Red rose, pink rose, white rose, yellow rose, crimson rose, pink rose, Christmas rose, wild rose, black rose. Which one will you be?" Seeing her puzzled expression, Yan Qianyu explained carefully.
"I am Black Rose." He Qiangwei said lightly.
After hearing this, Yan Qianyu looked at her deeply, wondering if she knew the flower language represented by these roses.