The bar's staff dormitory is in an alley not far from the bar. Chen Yan rented two rooms in the courtyard. The larger one is used as a girls' dormitory, and the smaller one is used as a boys' dormitory. There are only two male waiters in the entire bar.
That is, Zhang Youbin and Xiaobo, there happened to be a bunk bed in the room, so the accommodation conditions were pretty good for Zhang Youbin.
Zhang Youbin's life always coexists with hardship and luxury. When performing tasks, he even ate wild animals raw to satisfy his hunger and slept in the open air. However, during ordinary times, he pursued the best quality of life. Therefore, whether it was hardship or luxury, he had extremely high standards.
Good adaptability.
On the first night after returning to China, Zhang Youbin slept well. At six o'clock in the morning, he climbed out of bed as usual. After a brief wash, he who was used to morning exercises suddenly became very uncomfortable without powerful equipment.
All he could do was feel uncomfortable all over his body, so he could only run aimlessly for three hours.
Just as Zhang Youbin was about to walk back, a slightly familiar face came over. It was the cold-faced female owner of the bar, Chen Yan.
Although they had only known each other for a day, Zhang Youbin knew that this girl was somewhat prejudiced against him. Therefore, he did not want to meet Chen Yan and was about to turn around, but Chen Yan saw him.
Chen Yan took two quick steps to catch up with Zhang Youbin, and uncharacteristically shouted to him cordially: "Zhang Youbin, you bastard, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you just come!"
Zhang Youbin didn't even react for a moment. He pointed at his nose and asked in surprise: "Are you calling me?"
Chen Yan ignored his surprise, ran over and grabbed his arm, hugged him affectionately, and said coquettishly: "I told you to come here early, but you are still late for so long. Don't you know that people are waiting for you in a hurry?"
Zhang Youbin's jaw almost dropped. He was about to ask Chen Yan what he meant, but he felt a chill coming from a man not far behind Chen Yan. The man was looking at Zhang Youbin and Chen Yaner angrily.
Man, Zhang Youbin has seen this look too many times.
Zhang Youbin suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart, believing that Chen Yan was using himself as a shield, so he lowered his voice and said, "If you want me to help you get rid of that man, please hurry up, please?"
Chen Yan didn't expect that Zhang Youbin would notice it so quickly. Her pretty face turned red and she whispered: "My car is in the parking lot. Come with me and I'll see you off wherever you go." After that, she pulled Zhang Youbin.
arms walking towards the parking lot.
Zhang Youbin had no choice but to follow Chen Yan quickly to the parking lot. The man actually followed her. Chen Yan opened the door of her Mercedes-Benz SLK350 and said to Zhang Youbin: "Hurry in."
Zhang Youbin could only sit in the passenger seat. Chen Yan quickly got into the car, started the ignition, and drove the car out of the parking lot. A Mercedes-Benz S350 followed closely behind her. The driver was the man just now.
"Where are you going?" Chen Yan asked.
"TRAIN STATION."
"What are you doing there?"
"I stored my luggage there before I looked for a job."
Chen Yan nodded absently, and then saw Da Ben following closely in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help cursing: "This bastard, how long will he follow!"
Zhang Youbin looked at the speedometer with the needle not reaching 30, curled his lips and said, "At your speed, you probably won't be able to get rid of him."
Chen Yan slammed the steering wheel hard: "You're talking nonsense! There are so many cars on the street, but I want to drive fast. I can't fly, right?"
Zhang Youbin shrugged his shoulders and thought: Whether you can get rid of him is your own business. You just need to take me to the train station. Taking Chen Yan's car is much more comfortable than taking the subway or squeezing into the bus. Therefore, at the moment
He stopped talking and lay down on his seat with his eyes closed to meditate.
Chen Yan also felt that her speed was too slow and she could not get rid of the S350 behind her, so she said to Zhang Youbin: "How about you drive, as long as you can get rid of him."
Zhang Youbin narrowed his eyes, looked at Chen Yan who looked anxious, smiled calmly, and said: "Sorry, I don't have a driver's license."
Chen Yan looked at Zhang Youbin's faint smile, and of course she didn't believe that this second generation ancestor would not have a driver's license, so she muttered: "Who are you kidding? Can you drive?"
Zhang Youbin didn't even bother to open his eyes and said calmly: "It will be a meeting, but I don't want to do it."
Seeing Zhang Youbin's laziness, Chen Yan gritted her teeth and said, "If you can get rid of him, I'll treat you to dinner at noon!"
Zhang Youbin shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not good at driving. As long as you can afford the ticket, I don't have any problem with it."
Chen Yan laughed for a while and blurted out: "The fine is only a few thousand yuan, as long as we can get rid of him, come on!" As he said that, he pulled the car over and stopped, and the S350 about five or six meters behind him also stopped.
Zhang Youbin sat up, looked at Chen Yan and said, "Come here, I'll go over."
Chen Yan arched her body without thinking, and Zhang Youbin passed under Chen Yan dexterously. A small friction inevitably occurred between their bodies, and they rubbed their buttocks against the inside of her legs a few times.
It was somewhat sultry, and the faint and elegant fragrance penetrated Zhang Youbin's nose, making him couldn't help but mutter to himself: "It's tasteful."
Chen Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't hear the content of his words clearly, so she asked, "What did you just say?"
Zhang Youbin touched the steering wheel and lied: "I said I haven't driven for a long time and I just had a good time today."
Chen Yan frowned and said, "Liar, you seemed to have only said three words just now."
Zhang Youbin laughed, put the forward gear on, and said, "Believe it or not, sit tight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Youbin stepped on the accelerator of the SLK350.