The system asks me to pick up trash

Xiao Yi led Wu Zong to this bar.

Sure enough, until now the beautiful girl has been dancing solo in the center of the dance floor.

The male guests watched mesmerized, but none of them had the confidence to dance with the girl.

Two glasses of well-made cocktails were placed in the hands of Xiao Yi and Wu Zong.

"Wow, the bar here is really special, even the cocktails are made so beautifully."

Holding a cocktail with distinct patterns, Wu Zong didn't even want to drink it.

"The guests here are relatively well-behaved. It's true that birds of a feather flock together."

Xiao Yi sighed.

"Look, Hong Hong is here." The prelude to the dance music started, and Hong Hong, fluttering in white, spun onto the dance floor.

"It's really beautiful!" Wu Zong said.

Wu Zong wandered around and met countless women.

I really didn't expect to see such a pure woman like him in a bar.

Wu Zong had never praised a woman so much before.

The red wine in Wu Zong's hand never moved, and his eyes never left Hong Hong on the dance floor for a moment.

Hong Hong on the dance floor also saw Wu Zong in the booth.

After turning around every time, when facing the direction of Xiao Yi and Wu Zong, Hong Hong stared at Wu Zong intently.

Obviously it was only the first time they met, but seeing the eyes of the two of them, it was like seeing old friends who had been reunited for a long time.

In Wu Zong's eyes, Xiao Yi was gone, and the cocktail was gone, only Hong Hong on the dance floor was left in his eyes.

"Could it be love at first sight?" Xiao Yi was almost moved to tears.

It's the first time I've seen such pure eyes in such a big age.

They didn't say a word, but they had already seen each other's heart.

"Quiet, quiet." At this time, a uniformed officer shouted loudly, leading the people in front, and walked into the bar.

In fact, there was no loud noise in the bar at all, because everyone was quietly admiring Hong Hong's dance.

The uniform staff yelling so loudly is nothing more than showing off the identity of the comer.

The boss came over, and after being introduced by the uniform staff, he bowed respectfully to the visitor and said:

"Welcome Director Li, Director Zhang."

Then he waved to the service staff behind him: "Serve the cocktail!"

Cocktails are prepared by invited foreigners, very professional.

From Xiao Yi and Wu Zong's point of view, it is almost comparable to a painting.

However, Zhang Ju felt dissatisfied after ordering a cup.

Snapped!
Put it on the table behind you.

The boss had no choice but to tell the foreign bartender:

"Tune it up a little better."

The waiter brought the colorful cocktail to Zhang Ju again.

Zhang Ju looked at it, and was even more dissatisfied, so he slammed the wine glass on the table.

"Boss, why are you looking down on me? Send the beggar?
This cocktail is too unauthentic. "

In fact, no matter how well the bartender mixes, Zhang Ju will get angry next time, because he knows what he is going to do.

The boss doesn't dare to offend them, especially since they are the ones who control the life and death of the bar.

"Well, calm down Bureau Zhang, I'll ask the bartender to make a better one."

"While you stayed there, how many glasses did you have? None of them satisfied me.

Do you still want to keep the bar open here? "

The boss nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Think about it, our whole family lives by pointing at the bar."

"Well, I'll give you a chance, you ask Hong Hong on the dance floor to sleep with me overnight.

In the future, no one will dare to disturb you. "

Finally, he revealed his real purpose. He didn't come here to drink or dance, but to let Hong Hong sleep with him.

Snapped!
There was a loud slapping sound, and Zhang Ju slammed into the wall.

Pfft!
Then fell heavily to the ground.