Chapter 613 How Many Social People Have You Met?
"Brother An, this way, this way."
Following the address given by two junior high school girls, Zhou Anan walked into a street-side bar called "Yingying Qiushui".
This is a small quiet bar covering an area of about 50 square meters. When Zhou Anan entered, she took a look at the disco music being sung by a passerby on the small stage on the first floor, and was attracted by the sound from the small attic.
At this time, the two little sisters were waving their hands and shouting happily, and there was no danger to their lives at all.
"You two are hanging out outside late at night instead of going home. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten?"
Walking up to the small attic and looking at the two little sisters sitting at the booth eating, Zhou Anan couldn't help but tap their foreheads.
He was screaming so miserably on the phone just now, but now he is sitting here quietly drinking a cocktail. Fortunately, Zhou Anan guessed that something was wrong and did not drive dangerously.
He shouldn't have believed these two little guys. Women's words are liars.
At such a young age, the ability of a woman to tell lies with open eyes has been stimulated, and she will have a great future.
It seemed that in his previous life, he was fooled by this little sister and had lost his way, and was completely treated as a spare tire, although he was not waiting for her to get married.
"We originally planned to come here with Hsin-Ru and the others, but after we ordered some food, they didn't even come. We agreed to go Dutch, but we didn't bring enough money, and we didn't dare ask our parents to bring it, so we had to ask you for help. Don't worry, we'll pay you back after we get back."
In an instant, their smiling faces turned into pitiful ones. Huang Yaqin and Yang Yalu clasped their hands pitifully, and their cute expressions were full of lethality.
"Not all the people are here yet, why are you ordering so much?"
Looking at the things on the table, Zhou Anan had an urge to knock open their heads and take a look.
No matter how you look at it, it was all premeditated. You can't believe what Huang Meizi says.
"I thought they were going to be here soon, and since I hadn't had dinner yet, I ordered a little too much."
Huang Yaqin gently pinched her right thumb and index finger together, gestured, and said with a smile on her face.
"Your parents haven't come back yet?"
After sitting down, Zhou Anan asked about the other party's careless parents.
With such freedom, it is a great fortune for Huang Meizi to grow up. No wonder she can go to university thousands of miles away in the future.
"My parents and Lulu's parents went to the wedding banquet. We thought it was boring so we made an appointment with our classmates to go out and play. But those ungrateful guys were taken to the wedding banquet by our parents and left us alone."
Talking about this again, Huang Yaqin took a sip of cocktail, ate a bite of watermelon, and her face was full of sadness and helplessness.
There was no other way; these delicious foods had to be finished by her and Lulu.
"Yes, yes, we were deceived too."
After her friend finished speaking, Yang Yalu, who was chewing on a duck neck, echoed the words at the right time.
Although my friend's words are a little biased, the general meaning is correct.
"Okay, finish eating early and I'll take you back."
Zhou Anan waved her hand, picked up a duck neck and took a bite. Feeling it was a bit spicy, she called the waiter and asked for a glass of lemonade.
"Brother An, it's still early. Let's go back after we finish eating."
Seeing that the older brother did not walk away, Huang Yaqin, whose trick had succeeded, spoke obediently. Yang Yalu on the side also smiled, revealing two little fangs.
Finally, I don’t have to be detained by my boss for not having enough money.
If I am called parents, I will really be grounded from now on.
"By the way, what did you tell your parents before you came out?"
Zhou Anan asked casually while drinking water and eating snacks.
"Let's go to the library and read."
Regarding this question, Yang Yalu subconsciously answered the truth, causing Huang Yaqin, who was standing next to her and had no time to signal, to roll her eyes.
There's nothing I can do. This friend has never used his brain since he was a child, and it's a waste that he's so good-looking.
If she were as pretty as him, she could easily fool those rich male classmates in school and make them obediently give her food, drinks and money.
"Really hardworking."
Looking at the two embarrassed girls, Zhou Anan gave them a 'sincere' compliment.
However, compared to the dishonest Huang Meizi, the good-looking Yang Meizi is still worthy of praise.
Even after many years, Yang, who was a contract worker at the town government and a part-time host, never married just anyone, which shows that she is a good person.
Zhou Anan privately invited Miss Yang, who was hosting the banquet at Lizhou Banquet Hall, to have a few meals with her. He could hear some meaning in her words, but he didn't have any intention of pursuing her, so he pretended not to understand and maintained an ambiguous friendship with her.
"Thank you very much. We came here to play because we saw that the library was about to close."
Huang Yaqin, who was quite thick-skinned, handed an orange to her older brother and made up an excuse that was not tenable.
“Not bad, not bad.”
While chatting, Zhou Anan observed the environment of this quiet bar. It was quite fashionable, but the business was not very good.
From the female singer on stage who has mediocre singing skills but decent looks, it can be seen that this Jing Bar lacks professionalism.
“Now it’s time for everyone to sing freely.”
Seeing the female singer singing two songs and then leaving the stage, and then seeing the girl Huang running down, Zhou Anan felt that the previous comment of "lack of professionalism" was directly marked in red.
This is not a quiet bar at all, it's like a large KTV.
Listening to Huang Meizi's voice that was thousands of miles out of tune, looking at Yang Meizi who was eager to try next to her, and the two tables of middle school students who were making some noise below, Zhou Anan felt that it was normal that the business here was not doing well.
Compared to Huang Meizi, Yang Meizi's singing skills are pretty good. After all, in order to be a temporary venue host in the future, one still needs some basic skills.
"Z"
After being tortured for more than an hour, Zhou Anan, who was texting, heard a shrill microphone sound.
Looking up at the stage, I found six or seven young men with fierce faces occupying the stage. One of them was wearing a black leather jacket on a hot day and was clapping hard on the microphone.
"Hello everyone, we are closed tonight. By the way, please settle the bill before closing."
The young man in black leather jacket blew into the microphone, and the sound echoed throughout the house.
The female singer and bar owner stood by with a helpless look on her face, pleading something to the other party in a low voice, but it was of no use.
Faced with these ferocious-looking 'thugs', the young people present paid their money and left, not daring to shout 'why'.
In response to this, Zhou Anan, who shook her head slightly at Xiao Ping who had just come in from the corner, also quietly went downstairs, took out two hundred yuan and put it at the front desk, and prepared to leave with her two little sisters.
Even though the female singer was somewhat pretty, Zhou Anan was no longer at the age where she could stand up against injustice when she saw it.
What's more, he had no idea what the reason was, so why bother to meddle in other people's business?
"Sister Wen, are you okay?"
Huang Yaqin, who knew the owner of Jing Bar, asked a question while standing not far away, looking fearfully at the gangsters who suddenly came in.
Although she was a little scared, she still wanted to show some concern out of friendship.
"It's okay, you guys go home early."
Looking at this young girl whom she had known for quite some time, the female boss had a bitter smile on her face and shook her head, asking her to leave.
"oh."
Seeing this, Huang Yaqin didn't say much.
But when walking out of the store, Huang Yaqin coquettishly grabbed her older brother's hand and said, "Brother An, I'm afraid Sister Wen is in danger. Can you call the police?"
They would occasionally come over to play with their classmates. Sister Wen was a nice person and often gave them some free change and snacks. Huang Yaqin felt that she could not just stand by and watch them die.
"Do you know what happened to the boss? Maybe she owed a debt and the creditor came to collect the debt. It's no use calling the police."
In a situation like this, Zhou Anan could roughly guess some of the circumstances, which were nothing more than a few common ones in life.
Otherwise, no one in the city of Wuzhou would dare to mess things up so openly.
The generation that was brainwashed by Young and Dangerous were almost all sent to jail and underwent socialist transformation.
"But Sister Wen doesn't seem like the kind of person who doesn't pay back debts. She's a nice person."
“How many social people have you met?”
"I"
(End of this chapter)
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