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Chapter 15 Hard work

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    I stood nervously at the door of the bar passageway, and this was the first time I had a clear view of the scene in the bar.

    The loud music just now has been replaced by the soothing low-pitched singing of foreign singers. The hoarse and deep voice is as sweet as wine, soaking the entire space.  The laser light that kept flashing just now became softer with the music.  Looking up at the roof, it looks like a bright starry sky. The roof is not glass, and the starry sky is also made of lights. I am amazed at the luxury of the decoration.

    The sofas around the bar are almost full of guests.  There are a lot of men and women who are lingering together.  How dare such an intimate act be done in public, I dare not stay for too long.  On one side of the bar is a compartment with a purple veil that hangs low, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.  Before I could see the environment clearly, a young man in the same costume as me ran over and pushed, pointing to the service desk.  I turned my head and saw the boss and foreman Chen Xing staring at me.  The boss hooked his fingers to me, motioning for me to go over.  I took a deep breath and took clumsy steps. Under the scrutiny of the boss and Chen Xing whispering, I kept my head up and chest up all the way, taking out all the steps I learned in the military training in the university.

    "What are you doing, robot?" The boss scolded unceremoniously, "Your mother didn't teach you to walk properly." Her harsh comments about my mother made me unbearable.  Looking at the boss, he didn't say a word.  During the confrontation, the boss coughed a few times uncomfortably, and broke the embarrassment: "Forget it, walk more naturally in the future, and if you don't, just watch how other people walk."

    "Understood, boss." I emphasized the word "boss" and I know that it is irrational to resist.  The boss frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased with my rebelliousness, and said, "Don't call me the boss in the future, just call me Sister Chen just like everyone else. Change your bad temper, you have to hang around here, and you won't be soft as soon as possible."  Leave." I understood her words and remained silent.

    "Chen Xing, you should take him with you yourself first. This silly boy doesn't know anything, so teach him well and don't cause me any trouble." Sister Chen said to Chen Xing with a sideways smile.  Chen Xing pointed to his nose in surprise and shouted: "Me? You asked me to teach him. Isn't that a trick on me?" Sister Chen glanced at Chen Xing coquettishly, raised her arms around Chen Xing's neck and said affectionately:  "It's you! Hehe, I believe you bring it out more. Anyway, you haven't taken a student for many years."

    I was surprised by Sister Chen's promiscuous behavior.  Firstly, I have never seen such a coquettish woman; secondly, I never thought that a boss like her would need to be so flattering and courteous to her next foreman.

    Chen Xing finally agreed to teach me.  He first arranged for me to familiarize myself with various drinks and food at the bar.  I know a few other colleagues at the bar.  It was Dewey who called me just now. He was the same age as me. He came out to work before finishing junior high school, so he was much more experienced than me.  Dewey is not tall, a head shorter than me, thin and thin, with a fair face and delicate features like a woman.  He told me that the boss always likes to arrange tall and powerful handsome guys to run around the field.  When he was talking, he looked at me enviously and said, "You have a bright future, and you will definitely be able to go to the restaurant soon." What he said by running in the restaurant is the waiter who takes orders and serves dishes outside.  What's good.

    "Isn't that very tiring? I see them running around non-stop." I asked him strangely.  He gave me a blank look like a fool, then turned his head and looked into the venue enviously, and said with infinite yearning: "Because I earn a lot of tips. Don't look at the small appearance outside our bar, it's for keeping a low profile. You know  No?"

    He approached me mysteriously and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "The tree attracts the wind." He crossed his crossbow and pointed to the dark place on the other side of the bar. I remember it was a cubicle hung with silk curtains.

    "There are a lot of big shots here! Otherwise, do you think the boss can have such a big place at such a young age? Serving these big shots directly, of course the tip is more. Stupid!" Dewey's words made me look at the dark corner blankly, feeling a little bit  complex.  A big shot is someone from the upper echelons of society.  I have lived at the bottom of the society for nearly 20 years. I once dreamed that one day I could jump the dragon's gate and get rid of the shackles of the poor, but now¡ª¡ªI still have to serve the upper class. Do I have to spend my life like this?  I clenched my fists and recalled what happened to me.

    "Yang Haozhong, what are you messing with?" Chen Xing's voice behind me brought me back to reality.  "I asked you to learn about the types of wine, not to let you be in a daze. How many wines have you identified?" "Oh. I know several types." I came back to my senses and answered Chen Xing obediently.

    Chen Xing frowned suspiciously, and said: "I don't like others to fool me. Tell me how many kinds you recognize, let's hear it." I nervously looked at Dewey next to me, and he winked at me.  I know how to say it in a flattering way.  There are too many wines in the hotel, and it is impossible to tell at once.  It is beneficial to only pick the main ones.  This is also the valuable experience he told himself when chatting with Dewey just now.

    I cleared my throat??, bring her some healing treats or treats.  My mother and she also hit it off, every time I take the medicine, I have to crush it and secretly put it in her tea, and I will lose my temper when I find out.  Only when Wei Ling was present would she obediently take the medicine, there was no need to lie.

    "Sister Ling." I opened the door to welcome her in.  She pursed her mouth pretending to be angry, and said: "I told you several times, don't call me sister! Call me old, and I will be a little older than you." I scratched my head embarrassingly, and yelled uncomfortably  "Xiao Ling, you're here." Wei Ling is three years older than me, she is small and cute, and she doesn't look old at all.  The colleagues in the hospital love to make her happy, saying that she looks like a middle school student in her school uniform.  Every time she is unhappy about it.  She doesn't like to put on airs of her older sister to me, instead she wants me to call her by her first name.  After slowly getting in touch, I still feel that she treats me differently from others, but because of Lin Manjing, he has a cold for women and dare not approach her easily.

    "Auntie!" Wei Ling handed the marshmallow to her mother, who happily took it, and ran to the sofa to eat it.  "Why do you always come here to buy things!" I took the fruit she brought and complained, I was afraid that I owed her too much, because I, who had nothing, couldn't afford it.

    "It's not for you to eat! I bought it for my aunt. She can't finish it. When she dies, I'll give you a cheap price!" Wei Ling said softly.  I couldn't stand her acting like a baby, so I evaded and didn't answer, and hid in the kitchen with fruit, "I'll make you tea."

    "Oh!" Wei Ling walked towards the sofa in frustration.  When I brought out the water, I saw her and my mother playing checkers on the sofa.  Although my mother's reaction was slow, she was very interested in these colorful chess pieces.  This was specially prepared by Wei Ling. She believed that proper mental activity would be beneficial to her mother's recovery.

    I sat next to my mother and handed the tea to Wei Ling.  When she took it, her hand accidentally touched me, and I retracted nervously.  She pretended to turn a blind eye and continued to focus on the chess game.  I shook my hand in embarrassment, feeling that I was really ashamed of Wei Ling's kindness, and it was like a dog biting Lu Dongbin for not knowing a good heart.

    "Xiao, Xiaoling" I stammered to break the embarrassment, "My part-time boss bought me a mobile phone, if you want me in the future! You can call." She was happy that I took the initiative to tell her the new contact information, stiff  A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

    "Why is your boss so generous, this is not cheap! What kind of job is it!"

    "Well, as a waiter, the boss is a very good person!" I replied excitedly when I thought of the boss.

    Wei Ling looked solemn, and asked: "Is it the female boss?" I was slow, and I acquiesced without thinking too much.

    "A place like a bar is as complicated as hell. If you stay in it for a long time, you will turn bad." Wei Ling's reaction seemed a bit arbitrary to me, and it was not easy to refute it directly.

    "It's impossible for me to stay for a long time. I'll earn some tuition and living expenses now!" Although my answer didn't satisfy her, the cruel reality also made her feel very helpless.  Mom was dissatisfied with the two of us talking and neglected her.  "Hurry up! It's your turn!" I was very grateful for my mother's rescue at this time, and Wei Ling and I chatted without a word while playing chess with her.

    I don't dislike Wei Ling, she is also a pretty girl.  It's very attractive to a boy with sexual arousal like me.  My current situation makes me feel that I am not qualified to approach her at all.  If she is precious porcelain, then I am a piece of broken tile, and I feel ashamed standing beside her.  I used the excuse that I had to go to work in the evening, and simply finished my meal and sent her away.  My mother was not very happy, refused to talk to me, and asked to go to bed early.  I know my mother likes Wei Ling, but I can't let her stay because of this.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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