The smile on the pretty face of the waitress slowly began to bloom again, and she leaned forward and asked.
Wang Wei was domineering and nodded casually.
"May I?"
"certainly!"
The waitress hesitated for a moment, doubtful, then counted the bill, walked over to Wang Wei with the bill and said: "A bottle of Rémy Martin XO, 3 assorted fruit plates, 10 napkins, a small pack of toothpicks... Sir, take a look.
Right?" Two
The waiter squinted and turned into a distinguished guest in an instant, and handed it over respectfully. Wang Wei took the drink list, reached for the black pen without looking, and signed "Obama" on it with a swipe of his hand.
Three words and handed it to the waitress.
President of the United States?
Obama!
Oh my god, the waitress looked at Wang Wei in surprise, her face changed drastically, the male waiter took it over and took a look, dumbfounded, and explained: "This... we don't do credit, we are a small business, we can't afford credit... you
Yes, Obama..."
Wang Wei glared: "No credit? Why are you handing me a bill if you don't have credit? Why am I not Obama!"
Of course, all this did not escape the eyes of the boss sitting behind the bar and his several bodyguards watching the scene. Several strong bodyguards wearing black half-sleeved tights and wide horse trousers could not help but want to rush down several times.
He was stopped by the boss: "Why are you so anxious? Send him to the road sooner or later!"
He pointed in the direction of Wang Wei and said: "Quickly, write down the characteristics!"
At this time, a group of boys and girls came to the door of the bar chatting and laughing, as if they wanted to come in and find a quiet place to talk about something and express their feelings.
As soon as the ballroom door was opened, a huge noise rushed out, and they ran in laughing and joking. When passing by Wang Wei, someone saw Wang Wei's embarrassed look and shabby clothes, and laughed: "What's wrong, sister? I met the eating king.
Is it time to eat? Do you want any help from the boys?"
Wang Wei's eyes were spitting fire, and he was about to get angry and make a scene. Anyway, I don't have much fun living today, so why not make a scene and show everyone what a mess he and this hateful world are like!
The waitress quickly blocked the boy behind her and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Axiang, what's going on?" Hearing the sound, a man came over and asked the waitress.
The waitress's face instantly turned from red to white. She glanced at Wang Wei and when she saw her boss coming, she quickly stepped back as if she had seen the rescuers. She whispered with tears in her eyes:
"This gentleman drank and didn't have enough money to pay the bill. He also beat someone..."
The boss was not a handsome man, with a square head and a big face, and he was still in his twenties, but he looked much more experienced and calm than Wang Wei. He first quickly glanced at Wang Wei, who was glaring angrily, and then asked:
"How much difference?"
"One thousand two hundred yuan." The waitress's tears finally rolled down and hung on her pretty face.
At this time, Wang Wei finally came to his senses. Even he, a guy who didn't want to cause trouble but suddenly got into trouble, knew in his heart that if he couldn't pay for the bottle of wine, the waitress would have to pay for it.
Wang Wei was a bit drunk and looked much more arrogant than before he drank. He looked at the well-dressed person who came in front of him. He spoke loudly and arrogantly. It was obvious at a glance that he was the kind of person who likes to show off and needs cheers from time to time.
A character. But now, he meets a man who can't afford to drink alcohol.
But he wasn't drunk, and he didn't apologize. He just looked coldly at what the boss would do next.
The boss's face darkened. Although he had already seen the empty wine bottle on the table, in order to soften his words, he deliberately asked:
"What did this gentleman drink?"
"Remy Martin
Such a poor person dares to come here to pretend, and a person who dares to pretend like this after drinking Remy Martin.
"XO?" The boss reached out and picked up the big-bellied empty wine bottle on the table. He glanced at Wang Wei casually and quickly, sizing up the person's background, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Did he order it himself?"
The pretty waitress wiped her eyes with a piece of paper, hesitated, and replied in a low voice:
"He said he would like a bottle of wine, so I picked the best one for him."
The boss frowned and looked at the bill. Feeling resentful, he checked the bill again.
"Are you Obama?"
Wang Wei smiled lightly and did not answer.
The waitress bit her lip and watched nervously from behind, speechless for a moment.
During the whole process, Wang Wei remained silent and very calm. His faces and expressions were much calmer than those of all the people surrounding the wine table, but the trembling muscles on his face were far less calm.
The boss glanced at Wang Wei, whose face was full of embarrassment, and saw a sharp look on his brows.
What it embodies is the unparalleled luxury, and luxury is the ID card of the nouveau riche and the supreme glory of the Erbei youth, because it is the degradation of the soul and the real death of the soul!
At this glance, his eyes were sharp and focused, following Wang Wei's face until he saw his two big hands tightly clenched into fists.
This didn't scare anyone. When it came to fighting, he had seen a lot in the bar. The bodyguards at the bar were already looking at him eagerly, itching all over and eager to try. However, Wang Wei's righteousness shocked him.
He had seen this kind of look before, it was like a strong man leaving without returning.
The God of Destiny used mirages as bait to lure people to this shitty place and then pushed them to the brink of desperation after having enough fun. It became a problem to find work and food, and it actually became a snake disease in people's eyes!!!
Wang Wei wandered around Lianhua Mountain for more than ten days without finding a suitable job. Half a year ago, he came to the south to explore the world and traveled around for several months. Although he did not find a job, he gained a lot of experience.
Seeing that the sky was slowly getting dark, he wanted to drink and get drunk. People who knew Wang Wei might not recognize him when they saw him now.
Compared with before, Wang Wei's waist is not so straight, his hair is a little messy, his face is haggard, and he is even a little swollen.
Moreover, half of my hair, which was black just half a year ago, is now white.
An awesome person who paid the most attention to his personal image in the past. He always dressed up like a typical romantic boy. Although he was a policeman, he never wore a uniform and dignified police uniform. He always wore straight shirts and trousers, and always wore a tie around his waist.
A brand-name belt, but now Wang Wei's coat and shirt are wrinkled, his gray-green flip-flops are stained with dirt, and even the watch on his wrist has been sold.
Only one pair of eyes still reveals the sharpness of a wolf.
In two words: down and out!
He should do something, for example, take out the extremely sharp stainless steel fruit knife from his backpack and stab his chest, which is not too thick.