I didn’t say anything and just asked the bartender to mix two glasses of whiskey first.
Chen Zhipeng looked at my skillful look and was a little surprised: "How often do you come here?"
I took a sip of wine and said, "That's right."
Actually, Wang Qiuya originally wanted to leave this bar to me, but unfortunately I am not that good at it.
As she was talking, a woman in a sequin skirt came closer with a wine glass, the smell of perfume hit her face: "Two handsome guys, how about buying me a drink?"
She naturally sat down next to Chen Zhipeng, and Chen Zhipeng suddenly looked at me at a loss.
I winked at Chen Zhipeng and nodded in agreement. This was just the opportunity for him to see clearly the ways of these girls.
The girl smiled brightly and pointed to the most expensive one on the wine list unceremoniously: "Let's take this, thank you handsome guy."
"The two handsome guys are very familiar to each other. It's your first time here?" Her eyes with silver eyeshadow moved between us.
When I came here before, there were not so many full-time bartenders in the venue, so it was normal for her not to recognize me: "What do you call me?"
"Just call me Jingjing, what do you two do?" She didn't have stage fright at all.
When Chen Zhipeng was about to speak, I responded first: "I'm a transporter. I just delivered a batch of goods to the city."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Jingjing's eyes, but she soon put on a sweet smile: "That's very hard, right? But judging from the temperament of the two of them, they seem to be bosses."
I joked to Chen Zhipeng: "How about this Jingjing? Does it suit your taste?"
Chen Zhipeng shook his head very slightly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Jingjing noticed the change in the atmosphere and immediately approached Chen Zhipeng with a smile: "Why don't you talk, handsome guy? Is the wine I ordered not to your taste?"
She stretched out her hand I was about to call the bartender with my hand, "How about we open a bottle of Black Label?"
I held her wrist: "Don't be anxious, drink slowly."
This girl is really planning to be a bit expensive.
Chen Zhipeng moved to the side awkwardly, but Jingjing pressed closer: "Handsome, are you afraid that I will eat you?"
Just when her hand was about to put on Chen Zhipeng's shoulder, a cold voice suddenly came from behind the booth: "Zhipeng? Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming?"
She approached slowly, and the light passed over the silver pendant dangling on her earlobe: "Jingjing, are you stealing the guests over me?"
Jingjing quickly retracted her hand: "Sister Jiu'er? As you say, aren't all the guests in the place our God? How about yours and mine?"
"Don't do this, don't you even understand the rules of the bar?" This Jiu'er is very powerful, no wonder Chen Zhipeng is manipulated by her.
Jingjing also stopped smiling and retorted: "Rules? You come first, first served, that's the rule? How did I hear that you just cut off the beauty team's Hu last week? When it comes to breaking the rules, you are a master."
Jiu'er's face darkened: "That's better than using low-quality perfume and driving away customers from a long distance away. No wonder this month's performance is at the bottom."
"You!" Jingjing was also annoyed.
"No matter how bad my performance is, I am still better than some people who pretend to be aloof and give customers their contact information in private!"
The two of them looked at each other tensely, with no intention of giving in. Chen Zhipeng was caught in the middle, looking at a loss.
I knocked on the countertop: "Isn't it just a glass of wine that makes two beauties angry?"
I shouted to the bartender: "Please make another drink for each of these two girls."
Jiu'er glanced at me, as if he was sizing up prey, and said nothing.
Jingjing took advantage of the opportunity and asked, "Isn't this handsome guy your client?"
Jiu'er seemed to want to say something, but when she saw Chen Zhipeng was there, she didn't say it.
But he smiled brightly at Chen Zhipeng: "Brother Zhipeng, you haven't been here for a long time, why don't you buy me a drink?"
Chen Zhipeng first cast a questioning look at me, and when he saw me nodding slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course, what do you want to drink?"
Jiuer naturally sat down next to him: "It's still the same."
Jingjing on the side did not leave, but moved towards me, speaking in a friendly tone: "Brother, I think you are the one who really understands wine."
"I don't know much about it. I'm just drinking." I responded to Jingjing's question while glancing around the bar.
There seem to be a lot of wine trays here. I remember that Wang Qiuya strictly prohibited the use of bartenders in bars, but Li Zaiyun still violated this rule.
I was pretending to be generous in order to find out if there was anything fishy here, so I raised my hand and motioned to the bartender: "Then let's have a bottle of Black Cube."
Jingjing saw me like this Generous, he leaned close to my ear and said with a bit of temptation in his voice: "Brother is really refreshing. If you open another bottle of Louis XIII, I will go with you tonight."
This girl's appetite is bigger than imagined. It seems that the methods of Li Zaiyun's wine trustees are becoming more and more bottomless.
"Louis XIII? That depends on whether it's worth the price." I looked at her pretending to be playful.
Jiu'er was jealous and turned to Chen Zhipeng: "Brother Zhipeng, if you also open a bottle of Louis XIII for me, I will go with you tonight."
Chen Zhipeng pushed up his glasses in embarrassment: "Then...how much does a bottle of wine cost?"
Jiu'er reported an astonishing statement Number: "Eighty-eight thousand."
This price made Chen Zhipeng take a breath of cold air. He couldn't earn that much by running takeout for half a year: "This... this is too expensive."
Jingjing continued to attack me: "If brother is worried, can we change places to chat first?"
Seeing Chen Zhipeng's hesitation, Jiuer tried his best: "Brother Zhipeng, open this bottle. I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'm just going to accompany you alone."
At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from behind: "Who did I think was going to drive Louis XIII? It turned out to be two poor guys."
We looked around and saw manager Li Zaiyun standing behind Ka.
"Jingjing, Jiuer, go greet other guests, don't waste time on them."
Jingjing stood up immediately after hearing this, and the charming smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by professional respect.
She didn’t even look at me again, as if the intimate conversation just now had never happened.
Jiu'er also stood up silently, lowered his head and straightened his skirt, preparing to leave.
Li Zaiyun's eyes swept over us, and he hummed: "Talk delivery guys, just drink your beer honestly, this is not the place for you."
My plan was disrupted by Li Zaiyun's sudden appearance, but I had already noticed something fishy in the bar.
"Does Mr. Wang know if you do this?" I looked directly at Li Zaiyun. I almost got the evidence just now.
Li Zaiyun straightened the collar of his suit: "You have no right to talk to me like that. As a driver, I advise you not to mind your own business."
He obviously didn't know the special relationship between me and Wang Qiuya, and only thought that I was the driver who drove for Wang Qiuya.
"Manager Li is so powerful. In this case, we won't bother you." I know it will be difficult to pursue it any further.