C331 (1/2)
Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, the equivalent of Hua QianXun's second hometown. He wasn't unfamiliar with this place, because she used to come to Hangzhou often in the past to pick up some top quality beauties.
The darkness of the night gradually grew denser. Under the street light, Hua QianXun sat quietly on a bench for an hour, as if he was reminiscing about his childhood and the warmth of his family. Then he took a TAXT to a bar called Happy Hours.
At this time, Hua QianXun only wanted to drink wine, and this bar was one of the shops that he frequented when he was in Zhejiang. However, he found out that the owner of the bar had changed long ago, and the staff who were familiar with it had left long ago. The only thing that didn't change was the structure of the bar and the familiar melody.
”The French liked brandy and the British liked whisky, but Hua chose to drink homemade Tsingtao beer instead of foreign wine, along with a few dried fruits.” The business of Happy Times was pretty good. A guitarist who played and sang to himself was like a lovelorn who was playing and singing to his heart's content. That kind of sad feeling seemed to spread to everyone present, including Hua Qianlou.
”Bang!” A bottle fell to the blue brick floor and split open.
A roar that sounded like a pig being butchered also followed and shouted, ”Fuck, we came to a bar to drink and be happy, not for you to play the tear-provoking song. Did your wife run away with someone, or did your family die? Why is it all fucking sad? ”
The player of the guitarist was a young man with artistic glasses and long hair. At this time, looking at the fat middle-aged man who weighed over two hundred jin, said with a trembling voice, ”Right … Sorry... I... I know these tunes, and they're all original to me. ”
The owner of the bar had already rushed over after hearing the news. After seeing this scene, he immediately came out to smooth things over and said to the fat man, ”Sorry, I'm the owner of this bar. This singer is new, please take care of him. I'll immediately ask him to change to some cheerful songs.”
Beside him, there were a few men with heads as big as a man's neck and golden necklaces as thick as a thumb. They shouted like the wind, ”Boss, if you still hire people like this, you can only sing a few songs. Why don't you close the shop earlier? ”This is too depressing …” One of them pointed at it and said, ”Brat, if you don't make us happy with the next song, I'll let you have a taste of the glass. How did you make the glass?”
The boss frowned when he heard this, while the guitarist was scared silly by the words of ”big head”.
Hua Qianlou looked at these brawny men and guessed in his heart that these men were either gangsters or accomplices of a tiger. ”Bite them!” The lackey.
The Happy Hour was not a big bar, and if anything happened here, the whole bar would know. At this moment, a man with a similar stature to Zhen Zidan shakily walked towards the sturdy men and the boss. He said something that would make people want to fall down, ”Boss, I didn't bring any money with me today, so I'll trust you today. When I drink again in the future, I'll definitely bring you the money!”
The skinny man's words were like a bomb that attracted the attention of everyone present. A young man among the employees who had been numbed immediately stopped the thin man and said coldly, ”Sir, please settle the bill first! We have no credit here. ”
The skinny man was stunned for a moment. He also felt that it was a bit of a mistake. He turned to the staff member who had stopped him and asked, ”Are you deaf? I said I forgot to bring money today? ”
”If you forgot to bring money, then why are you pretending to be rich? and learned to drink Hennessy poetry from foreigners and drank two bottles of it. ”
A man who could drink two bottles of Hennessy could be imagined. Hua Qianlou also liked to drink wine, but he could never drink two bottles of Hennessy at once. Hua QianXun looked carefully at the thin, cool-looking man. Although he was slightly thin, and not particularly tall, the muscles on his arms clearly showed his explosive strength. In the past few years in the United States, Hua Qianlou's vision had become extremely sharp. The achievements he had made on Wall Street in the past few years had filled him with an incomparable confidence.
Originally, the main character of ”Lucky Hand” had turned into the case of the thin cool guy intentionally evading orders, while the other guests were drinking their wine with great interest as if they were watching a show, their eyes unblinking as they watched the development of the situation. As for those brawny men with big heads and thick necks who were rude a moment ago, they screamed even more, ”Fuck, another poor wretch came and drank Hennessy, that's how I drink Jack Danny!”
A string of ridiculing sounds drifted in the sky above the bar. As for the skinny man, he clenched his fists so tightly that ”Ge ge …” Make it sound.
”Waiter, how much is his bill? I'll pay for him! ” Hua Qianlou's words were like a wind vane as they drew the attention of all the customers.
The waiter knew from Hua Qianlou's tone that he was definitely a rich man and his tone softened as he said to him, ”Sir, his total expenditure is four thousand five hundred and sixty yuan. This is not a small amount.”
From a black handbag, Hua QianXun took out a stack of money and said to the waiter, ”Here is a total of five thousand yuan. Give the rest of the money to that mister.”