Bartender, a profession that started to emerge at some point, is sweeping the country. It’s no wonder that men always like to think with things in their crotches. They deserve to be brutally slaughtered by the knife with the word “sex” on their head, but Han Lei is Yang Chen
Roommate and buddy, he, the 301 boss, can’t turn his elbow outward.
Besides, this cafe rips people off too hard.
"Three thousand, it's not expensive." Yang Chen said as he sat next to Han Lei and looked at the girl opposite. The girl glanced at the people at the door of the private room unnaturally.
"Bring me your drink list. I'll order more. There are not enough things on the table for three people." Yang Chen's words made several people present at a loss.
Is this person a fool, or does he have ulterior motives?
Several people looked at each other in confusion. The fierce-looking man looked at Yang Chen for a moment, and said with a sinister smile: "Liu Zi, give him the order and let him order. Can we still eat the King's meal here?"
Someone from behind agreed and handed the drink list into the private room and in front of Yang Chen. Yang Chen flipped through the drink list and his smile became even stronger. A can of Coke was fifty, a plate of melon seeds was fifty, and a small fruit plate was one hundred and eighty.
8. Red wine is becoming more and more ridiculously expensive, with a bottle of any brand-name product costing seven to eight hundred or even thousands.
The consumption level of this poor place is higher than that of a large number of five-star hotels in China.
Yang Chen turned around and teased Han Lei with a smile, "You kid is so carried away by the beauty. How dare you order it at such an expensive price?"
"Boss, this was not the order when I ordered something just now." Han Lei explained with a sad face. The boss Yang Chen sat next to him, and he felt much more at ease.
With the boss here, he has nothing to fear if the sky falls.
"Actually, Jiang Yao was right when he said it yesterday. There are always fewer men around beautiful women. How can I have free time to hook up with you through the Internet? You are neither the second generation of rich people nor the second generation of officials, nor are you a ******
, there must be something wrong with the beautiful girl here." Yang Chen couldn't help but lecture Han Lei, and stopped after saying a few words. It was already too late to say this. He pointed to the red wine on the drink list with a unit price of 1,800, and said
: "Give me five bottles of this wine."
Yang Chen's words shocked the beautiful female bartender opposite him.
After five bottles of wine were opened, she had to pay. Does this huge commission count as hers? At this time, the girl was still thinking about the commission, but she didn't realize that the person who came was evil.
Han Lei changed his depressed state and enthusiastically slapped the table and shouted to hurry up.
"Liu Zi, serve the wine." The fierce-looking man stopped at the door of the private room, unwilling to be outdone. He knew through the text message from the wine caretaker that Han Lei was a college student in Ningbo. Although the strange young man who came later had a good temperament, he was just a college student at best.
What a storm college students can make.
He had been coming to Xijing from the Northeast for a few years, and he knew a lot of local gangsters, and had a close relationship with the director of the Jinhai Road Police Station. Otherwise, this coffee shop, which specializes in deceiving people, would have closed down long ago. He does not claim to be a big shot, but
Definitely worthy of being called a bully.
Five bottles of red wine were placed on the dining table and all opened.
"Brother, let's pay. We pay on-demand here. Adding the previous three thousand yuan, you will spend a total of twelve thousand yuan. You can choose cash or card." The fierce man put a wireless POS card machine on the table.
He looked at Yang Chen and Han Lei with a sullen smile, feeling that they would be defeated.
"Ask her to drink all the seven bottles of red wine on the table for me, and I'll pay the bill. It won't be a dime less." Yang Chen slowly lit a cigarette, looking around at the waitress and the baggage with a half-smile.
The people at the door didn't realize they were in danger at all, and laughed angrily at the men blocking the door.
