Jing Ling said and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Miss Zhang called him. "Little friend, you misunderstood something. I just heard that you have good skills so I asked Dong San to call you up. What do you think I want to do?"
Jing Ling looked back at her, and readily admitted his mistake and apologized, and his tone sounded quite serious, "Is that so? I misunderstood Miss Zhang. I'm sorry, I hope you don't take it to heart." After pausing, he continued, "If Miss Zhang is okay, I'll go down first. The customers are still waiting at the bar."
After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly, turned around and went out the door.
This time Miss Zhang did not stop him. Her eyes remained on him until his figure disappeared at the entrance. Then she withdrew her gaze, slightly raised the corners of her lips, took the phone and dialed Brother Dong's number. After two beeps, the call was connected.
"Come here." He said these two words and hung up.
Brother Dong arrived very quickly, less than a minute after the phone call was hung up. He knocked on the door politely and pushed the door open only after getting permission from Miss Zhang.
"Miss Zhang, what do you want me to do for you?" Brother Dong said with a smile. Although he didn't know what happened, when he came here just now, he met Jing Ling at the corner of the second floor. The other party said to him, "Miss Zhang may not be in a good mood right now, Brother Dong, please bear with me." He was a little confused at the time. What does "not in a good mood" mean? What do you mean I should be more tolerant? Jing Ling said only one sentence and left, and he received a call from Miss Zhang, so he couldn't stay any longer to ask about the details, so he could only go upstairs with trepidation.
Miss Zhang pointed to the seat next to her and said, "Sit down."
Brother Dong hurried over and sat down carefully next to him.
Miss Zhang took out a box of cigarettes from her handbag, took out a cigarette and put it to her lips. Brother Dong was very attentive and took out his lighter to light it for her. She took a puff and blew out a small smoke ring. In the smoke, her voice was indistinguishable from her emotions. "Where did you find this kid?"
Brother Dong had some bad guesses in his mind, and asked carefully, "Did Jing Ling make you angry, Miss Zhang? I'd like to apologize to you first. He just came here today and doesn't know the rules yet. Please be magnanimous and don't argue with him!"
Having been in this business for a long time, Brother Dong knows the ins and outs of it. In this situation, it is basically the right thing to do to apologize first.
Miss Zhang glanced at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Tell me where you found it."
Seeing that she didn't seem angry, Brother Dong was a little unsure. He honestly explained Jing Ling's details and concluded, "He later asked me to pay him on a daily basis. Maybe he was short of money."
"Lack of money?" Miss Zhang seemed to have heard a joke. "Dong San, is there anything wrong with your eyes? Can an ordinary family raise a person with such temperament? Do you know what he just said to me? 'You are beautiful, but not my type'. I didn't say anything but knew what I was thinking. I told him that he was overthinking it, and he admitted his mistake and apologized without saying a word. There was no reluctance in his tone. How can an ordinary person be able to do this at this age? I don't think he is very old. Have you seen his ID card? He is not an adult. Where is he from?"
Dong San touched his head with an embarrassed look, "Could it be that some rich young man has come out to experience life? But when he came here in the afternoon, he was wearing really ordinary stuff. As for the ID card, I haven't had time to check it. How about I go down and ask?" At that time, he only thought about having a living sign, and he couldn't wait for the person to go to work, and he completely forgot about the ID card.
Miss Zhang heard this and waved her hand to chase him away. "Go away, what do you have a brain for? You didn't tell me earlier, but you're asking me now. It's obvious that people are suspicious."
Dong San scratched his head, "What should I do then?"
Miss Zhang said, "Don't worry about him, just pretend nothing happened."
She knew Dong San's character well. Before coming, he must have told Jing Ling that she was a distinguished guest here. However, he was very calm from beginning to end, with a proper smile on his face. Even though he saw the meaning of her eyes, he did not feel embarrassed or angry. A person's appearance is innate, but his temperament and cultivation must be acquired. The circle in Yuncheng is so small, and she knows what kind of people are there. There is no family with the surname Jing, and she has never heard of any family with such an outstanding young man, so she believes that Jing Ling is from outside.
"What a pity." If it was just a child of ordinary family, she could still raise him, but for someone like this whose background she didn't know, the best way was to not touch him.
However, what Miss Zhang didn't know was that these were all deliberately created by Jing Ling to guide her to think in the direction he wanted and ultimately achieve his own goals.
Having been to so many worlds, Jing Ling had seen all kinds of scenes. He had seen the look that Miss Zhang gave him in many people's eyes, and he didn't like others looking at him that way. But given his current situation, it is better to have less trouble than more, so he can only guide other people's thoughts in this way, making them mistakenly believe that his identity is not simple, so as to reduce unnecessary trouble.
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The bar's business was unprecedentedly good. It was originally scheduled to close at 2 a.m., but the closing time was extended by an hour. Even so, many customers were still reluctant to leave. Brother Dong had no choice but to delay for more than half an hour. After much persuasion, he finally persuaded the man to leave.
The others were doing some simple tidying up. Brother Dong called Jing Ling to the backstage lounge and settled his salary. "The basic salary is 120, and the commission for drinks is 2850. I'll round it up to 3000 for you. Do you want cash or bank transfer?"
As agreed before, the part-time salary is 120 a day plus 5% commission on high-end liquor, which means that tonight alone, Jing Ling sold 57,000 bottles of liquor, and this only counts the high-end ones. For a place like Yuncheng, this number is already exaggerated, but in fact, 90% of the 57,000 came from big clients invited by Brother Dong. Miss Zhang was one of them, and later Miss Rong came.
Because of the example of Miss Zhang, Brother Dong explained the situation clearly to Sister Rong first, and the previous situation did not happen again. Sister Rong cooperated and asked Brother Dong to make a seat at the bar. She sat there and looked at Jing Ling. During the time, she teased him a little and asked him to sing a song. Then she opened a bottle of wine for everyone. Jing Ling had no objection to this and sang a song in cooperation.
"Cash, I don't have my bank card with me." Jing Ling deliberately made his words ambiguous.
Brother Dong was misled as expected. Thinking back to his previous conversation with Miss Zhang, he felt that he had guessed right. This was a young man who ran away from home to experience life. His credit card was suspended, so he came to his bar to perform to make a living.
"Okay!" Brother Dong agreed readily, counting out three thousand yuan in cash and handing it over to him, while pretending to ask casually, "By the way, Jing Ling, I see you look a little young, did you bring your ID card?"
"Thank you, Brother Dong." Jing Ling took the money and said calmly, "It's full, but I forgot to bring my ID card. Let's do it another day. Brother Dong, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
This reaction is the same as what Miss Zhang said. Brother Dong became more convinced that his guess was correct.
"It's okay, I just asked casually. You know, places like bars can be a bit troublesome if the higher-ups get serious."
It was almost four in the morning and the bar was basically cleaned up. The remaining work could wait until the bar opened tomorrow afternoon. Everyone said hello to each other and went home after get off work.
It was still dark and Jing Ling couldn't go home for the time being, so he booked a room at a nearby hotel. After taking a quick shower, he lay down on the bed and dozed off. I woke up at around eight o'clock, packed up, checked out of the hotel, and went straight home.
After changing buses several times, it was already past one in the afternoon when I got home.
The weather is fine and sunny. Jing Qiu took down all the bed sheets and quilt covers at home and washed them. When Jing Ling came back, she was just moving a stool to stand on to hang the clothes.
"Sister, please come down first. I'll dry it." Jing Ling walked over and said.
Jing Qiu turned around hurriedly upon hearing that, but because he was not in a hurry and his footing was not stable, he fell backwards. She was about to fall to the ground, but luckily Jing Ling rushed over and caught her, holding her shoulders with one hand and passing the other under her knees. It was a very standard idol drama princess hug, but there was no accompanying spinning. He quickly put her down and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Jing Qiu shook his head, a little embarrassed, "It's okay." Then he asked him, "Did you have fun hanging out with your classmates?"
"I'll tell you later." Jing Ling said as he walked over, bent down, grabbed the quilt cover from the bucket, easily put it on the clothesline, and then spread it out. After drying the clothes, I sat under the eaves with Jing Qiu to enjoy the cool breeze and confessed everything to her.
Upon hearing this, Jing Qiu was touched but also a little angry. One reason was that he was worried about his safety, and the other was that in the old way of thinking, bars and other entertainment venues were not good places.
However, Jing Ling finally convinced her and described to her the bright prospects for the near future.
"I'll work part-time for half a month. Once the results come out and I've filled out my application, we'll set off for the capital. We'll rent a house in advance and report directly to the school when we get the admission letter."
Jing Qiu said unhappily, "The scores haven't come out yet, and you are so sure that you can get into the university in the capital city!"
The matter was just left unsolved.
Half a month passed quickly, and after receiving the last day's salary, Jing Ling said goodbye to Brother Dong. The latter tried to persuade him to stay, but seeing that he was firm in his attitude, he said no more. The college entrance examination results are out. He scored 698 out of a total of 750 points. He deliberately controlled this score after referring to the score lines of previous years and investigating the score lines of several unified mock exams in the state this year. As long as a few seeded players perform normally, he will definitely not get the top spot, and at the same time he will not fall out of the enrollment range of the two universities. The result was pretty much what he expected. This year, there were three top scorers in the science college entrance examination with total scores of 725,700 or above. His score ranked sixth in the province.
But even so, this score still caused quite a stir in Qingshan Town. He was able to enter a top university directly from a second-tier university, and all his teachers and classmates who had lived under the same roof with him for three years were stunned.
Jing Qiu was also stunned. He couldn't believe this was real and felt like he was dreaming.
Among all the people, Jing Ling was the calmest. After knowing his scores, he began to figure out how to fill in his application form.
But before he could make a decision, a small incident occurred. The rich man who I met at the school gate before the college entrance examination, who traveled thousands of miles to send someone off but ended up finding the wrong person, suddenly found his home for some reason.
Jing Qiu didn't know the whole story and thought it was Jing Ling's guest. He boiled water, made a cup of homemade tea, handed it over, and left, leaving the space for the two of them.
Jing Ling asked directly, "Tell me, what happened this time?"
Jiang Shao probably knew that it was inappropriate for him to come here so presumptuously, and his expression was a little unnatural, "Well, my sister wants to invite you to act in a TV series."
Jing Ling:? ? ?
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