Su Ran went to collect her monthly salary but was unexpectedly shortchanged by her manager? For Su Ran, she simply quit on the spot, considering the withheld wages as a down payment for his coffin!...
I left the Drunken Village and don't want to go home yet, so I'll just find a bar to kill some time.
I found a bar with good reviews on my phone.
Upon entering the bar, Su Ran was overwhelmed by the noise inside. She paid for a booth, ordered some drinks, and sat there alone.
All around were groups of people sitting together, and many more people were swaying their bodies in the dance floor, indulging in the music and releasing their inner pressure.
Su Ran sitting alone in a booth attracted a lot of attention, after all, her face is a big advantage.
Su Ran didn't seem to care about the stares from those around her.
She doesn't refuse when someone comes over for a drink, but she smiles and declines other invitations.
Not long after.
Excited shouts and whistles filled the dance floor.
Four or five beautiful young women danced on the stage, showcasing their graceful figures and dance moves, enlivening the atmosphere of the dance floor and pushing the entire dance floor to another climax.
A moment later, the stage lights dimmed and then came back on, revealing a man wearing animal ears and a deep V-neck shirt.
Then came the man's solo performance: agile dance moves, a hint of abdominal muscles, and his chest rising and falling slightly from the intense movement, exuding sexual tension.
The women's voices in the bar grew louder and louder, completely drowning out the men's.
Su Ran looked up and glanced around, noticing that there were significantly more female guests than male guests before finally focusing her attention on the men dancing on stage.
[Ding! Detected a potential spender! Appearance rating: 94 points, meets spending requirements. Host, please make a donation as soon as possible to receive a rebate!]
Su Ran was somewhat surprised to hear the system announcement, since she had never heard this announcement before, even when she was exhausted from searching in Douyu.
But today, I just randomly went to a bar and found a high-scoring person.
It seems...
Bars are great places!
Is it perhaps a major producer?
Then they watched the man dancing on the stage, while people around them shouted "A-Mian" and some even threw "money" onto the stage.
Su Ran could piece together some information from the noise: the person on stage was called A Mian, who didn't come to the bar often and danced even less often, but that's why he was shrouded in this rare veil.
So much so that when this Ah Mian came to dance, it excited the people around him. Upon closer inspection, it didn't look like real money; it seemed to be custom-made.
I'm guessing this is some kind of bar rule or something.
Similar to gift tipping.
They called over a bartender, only to find out that throwing real money was prohibited, so they simply ordered some gifts instead, which could be exchanged at a nearby bartender if needed.
All you need to do is pay.
That kind of paper is the cheapest, one-to-one, but it's also the most popular, since the lavish attitude of throwing money around is something many people admire.
Su Ran took the gift list, which contained many different kinds of gifts.
The most expensive.
The person personally delivered the wine.
Looking at the words on the gift list, they really know how to put on a show.
The bartender took the order and asked with a smile, "Would you like something, miss?"
Su Ran pointed to one and said, "Give me 100 of these."
The bartender seemed incredulous at what she heard and asked uncertainly, "Miss, are you sure it's 100 and not 1?"
Su Ran confirmed once again that the bartender's steps were still somewhat unsteady. One hundred, what a concept!
More than nine million!
It was almost ten million!
Moreover, in this gift-giving arrangement, although the gift is provided by the store, the recipient receives a one-thousandth share of the profit!
Dancers on stage already receive a basic salary, but if someone gives them gifts, it's like they're getting free money.
To put it another way.
Imagine you were dancing out of love, but suddenly a kind person gives you a tip – that's a completely unexpected and delightful surprise!
Su Ran sat patiently in her seat.
When the bartender left, he mentioned that someone had delivered a gift before her and that she would have to wait until that person finished before she could come over. Fortunately, that person was sitting in the booth next to her.
Su Ran wasn't in a hurry. Although she could have sent someone over directly after paying extra, she didn't want to cause any trouble, so she simply waited patiently.
There were three men and two women in the next booth. Just then, A-Mian came over with a drink. Since the two booths were close together, Su Ran could see who it was.
Although the man was dressed maturely, the youthful innocence in his eyes created a strong contrast with his attire, making him look like an innocent high school student who had accidentally wandered into a bar.
Not only Su Ran was watching A Mian, but others also gathered around.
Ah Mian smiled and placed the wine on the table. "Sir and Madam, here is your wine."
The man in the lead looked at A-Mian and pointed to the wine on the table. "You drink it." A woman next to him, her face full of excitement, saw the confusion in A-Mian's eyes and explained, "Brother means I bought it for you to drink!"
Although A-Mian was a little confused, the customer's request was not unreasonable. He then tried to pick up the wine on the table, but was stopped by a pair of strong hands. It was the man who had asked him to drink earlier.
Then a male voice rang out, “I’ll feed you.” A-Mian hesitated for a moment, but the other person didn’t wait for his reply and reached out to lift his chin.
A-Mian frowned and dodged away. He tried to get up, but the man's face was not good. Because he was taller than A-Mian, he reached out and grabbed A-Mian's cheeks tightly. Due to gravity, A-Mian's body was pressed against the man's chest.
Amian was stunned by this action. Taking advantage of his confusion, the man poured wine into his mouth, and Amian was forced to tilt his head back. His hair brushed against the man's chin, and the man lowered his head slightly.
The bottle was large, and there was a lot of wine in it. A-Mian's fair cheeks flushed red. The man let go of her, and A-Mian slumped onto the sofa in the booth, her chest heaving. After all, the wine had been forced down her throat by the betrayer, who hadn't considered her feelings at all.
The man gripped his neck and stared at him, his eyes glistening with tears and mist.
Ah Mian was a little startled by his gaze. "Sir, I have to go serve the next table of wine."
Before the man could answer, A-Mian ran off.
Su Ran also noticed this action, and the people around her shouted, whistled, and laughed.
The man sitting on the sofa sensed something and looked straight in Su Ran's direction.
[Ding! Detected a potential spender! Appearance rating: 90 points, meets spending requirements. Host, please tip as soon as possible to receive a rebate!]
The two looked at each other, and Su Ran paused for a moment before looking away.
They are quite vigilant.
Su Ran didn't expect to encounter two people trying to cash out in one night, but compared to A Mian, this man might have a harder time.
My first impression of her was...
cautious.
It is fraught with danger.
Ah Mian ran fast and came back fast too.
He was a little scared when he learned that the second person was sitting in the booth right next to the first person.
That man was too domineering and too strong.
He was completely forced to drink so much alcohol.
Moreover, the other party was tall and strong, so he dared not question him.
First, he was a guest; second, he couldn't beat him.
Ah Mian was quick; he brought over some good wine, and then half-squatted down to pick up the bottle opener and open it.
Su Ran looked at A Mian and recalled what her best friend had said about angst-filled youth literature. A sentence popped into her mind.
An abusive father, a mother who died young, a sick sister, and a broken man.