Even the 'old place' is plain, very plain, with only drinks and music.
Because of this, the number of customers in the circle is very limited.
"Okay, okay!"
Xiao Youzi took out her phone, added Tang's mother's WeChat, and then kicked her brother: "Brother, hurry up and order a few bottles of good wine to save. Next time we will treat Gu Shen to some. Hurry up."
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The man with the side-bangs had countless words stuck in his throat and wanted to vomit but couldn't.
No.....this little cotton-padded jacket is leaking...
This elbow is crooked.
People may not come yet, but you are just saving the good wine.
The most infuriating thing is that Gu Luo doesn’t even recognize you.
Why are you acting like a void bootlicker?
“…Dot dot dot.”
The man with side bangs waved his hand helplessly, exited the terminal novel, and scanned the QR code for ordering on the table.
As one of the top rich second generation in Caizhou, he has no shortage of this little money, and he will not bury his sister's face in front of outsiders.
"whee."
Little Youzi was overjoyed and quickly said to Tang's mother, "Auntie, if God Gu comes, please notify me immediately."
"Ah...Okay."
Tang's mother didn't know what to say. She didn't expect that the guests at this table would actually order it.
If Xiao Luo really has the chance to come in the future, just tell this girl.
Of course, if that day really comes, I still have to ask Gu Luo for his opinion.
The man with side bangs, as a person with plenty of money, liked the environment here and thought he might as well save some money and bring his friends and sister here when he had nothing to do.
I just casually saved up 10,000 worth of alcohol.
As for Gu Luo...if there's a chance, I can treat this yellow-haired boy to a drink.
Yes, Gu Luobo has already become a little yellow-haired boy in his heart.
The real purpose was to suppress Gu Luo by drinking and prevent him from having any improper thoughts about his sister.
Otherwise, given how much of a fangirl Xiaoyouzi is, there's a chance she'll really become a fan.
.....I really don’t want to spend money on the little yellow-haired boy, the man with side bangs thought to himself. After the act, he ignored the little grapefruit’s chattering and continued reading the novel.
Afterwards, he gave this [Panda Wants Xixi] a reward of two thousand yuan.
Please give us a meal to show your support.
The other side.
Tang's mother walked to the cashier and casually clicked on the background message. The moment the screen lit up, her pupils contracted slightly - a record of "Guest pre-deposited 10,000 for drinks" appeared.
She stared at the string of numbers in a daze, her fingers swiping across the screen repeatedly to confirm, her heart seemed to be gently bumped by something.
Spent ten thousand yuan just for the news that Gu Luo came to the store?
A ten thousand yuan deposit for alcoholic drinks is a huge order for a small pub like "Old Place".
She subconsciously touched her pocket. When Qitian stuffed cash into the fruit basket for Gu Luo and the others, her wallet was almost empty. The money came at the right time, like a hand warmer handed to her in the cold winter, solving her urgent needs.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yu's voice came from behind.
He had just handed over to the resident singer. The collar of his denim shirt was stained with some stage dust. In his hand, he was still holding the guitar covered with stickers, the body of which was shining in the light.
He walked over to Tang's mother and followed her gaze to the screen. He was slightly stunned: "This is... a deposit of 10,000?"
Mother Tang nodded, her fingertips gently rubbing the edge of the screen: "...It's about the news that Gu Luo came to the store..."
She briefly recounted what had just happened.
"Anyway, I've shed a mouthful of blood."
Tang's mother spoke in a relaxed tone, but there was an imperceptible solemnity in her eyes - she had just emptied her savings that day, and then this sum of money came in the evening. It seemed like compensation from fate, but it also made her more determined in a certain idea.
She turned around and looked at the new hair on her husband's temples. Her throat moved and she finally spoke:
"Hubby, let's sell the house."
Hearing this, Tang Yu's grip on the guitar strap tightened slightly.
He didn't reveal much emotion, but was silent for a few seconds, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, and then he nodded slowly, his voice low but firm:
"Um."
There were no unnecessary words, as if they had already reached a tacit understanding.
Tang's mother's nose suddenly felt sore, and she turned her head to tidy up the wine bottles on the bar. The crisp sound of the glass bottles colliding covered up her momentary sobs.
"Then I'll contact the agent in the next few days and put the house up for sale."
Her voice trembled slightly, but she tried to keep it steady.
"good."
Tang Yu responded, put his guitar against the corner of the bar, pulled over a high stool and sat down. He didn't mention the house anymore, but asked:
"How's Xiaoxiao feeling lately?"
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