my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 205 The Pot Comes From The Sky

"I don't know Tian Diwen very well. I only know that he lives in Kowloon Tong and often goes to a bar called MK. He doesn't like crowded environments..."

Ling Zuer is well-known in the modeling industry because of her outstanding looks. The photographers she has worked with are almost all big names. Tian Diwen is just one of them, so it is impossible to understand it in such detail.

After all, before she was abused by the other party, the relationship between the two was very ordinary and they didn't talk much.

"It's enough to have these."

Pan Haodong smiled.

His smile seemed to have a magical power that could make people relax. Ling Zuer, who was sitting opposite, relaxed when she saw his smile.

"What do I need to do?"

Ling Zuer asked.

"You don't have to do anything, just wait for my call."

Hearing Pan Haodong's words, Ling Zuer nodded and stopped talking.

Zuer was exhausted physically and mentally, and the second sister was in a bad mood, and the atmosphere cooled down instantly.

After a few people drank a cup of coffee, they scattered like birds and beasts.

Those who look at the store look at the store, and those who sleep sleep.

……

That night.

Pan Haodong took Tian Diwen's photo and came to MK Qing Bar alone.

The Qing bar mainly focuses on light music and is relatively quiet. There are no disco or hot dancers. It is suitable for friends to communicate with each other, drink, brag, and chat.

Most of the customers who like Qing Bar are literary youths, and most of them are beautiful women.

Therefore, Qingba has become a place for some people to hunt for sex.

Tian Diwen likes to go shopping, probably for the sake of beauty. Pan Haodong doesn't believe that a gentle scum can be an elegant man with a sense of art and sentiment.

"Handsome, are you interested in buying me a drink?"

Not long after Pan Haodong sat down, a professional girl dressed as an OL walked over pretty with two smooth calves.

Not bad looking.

The unique capital of women is very rich, and the bust is bulging.

"What would you like to drink?"

Pan Haodong said with a smile: "Don't make it too expensive, my brother is too shy, so I can't afford it if it's too expensive."

"Giggle~~" The working girl giggled and said, "Little handsome guy, so funny."

"It's not funny, it's really no money."

With that said, Pan Haodong took out his wallet and turned it over to the working girl: "Look, it's only about six hundred yuan."

Although the money was small, the working girl did not retreat. Instead, she sat beside Pan Haodong with a smile, leaned on her hard and said, "It's okay, sister has money. I'll pay for tonight's consumption. You can order whatever you want to drink."

"Drunk and dreaming of death." Pan Haodong said.

The working girl laughed dumbfounded, and said, "That's Zixuange's signature cocktail, MK Qing Bar doesn't have a recipe."

Pan Haodong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said to the bartender, "Can I make it myself?"

"of course."

The bartender gave up his seat consciously.

Pan Haodong got up and walked into the bar, and began to make dazzling movements of mixing drinks.

Zuishengmengde is Wenli's signature wine, and there is only one bartender in Zixuan Pavilion who inherits the recipe.

Therefore, drunkenness, dreams and death have always been the signature of Zixuan Pavilion, as is the "see you tomorrow" that can be poured in just one cup.

But Pan Haodong recognized Zhou Wenli as his younger sister, and the system copied her bartending skills.

He knows what Wen Li knows.

In less than half a minute, he concocted two cups of drunkenness and dreaminess.

The working girl picked up a cup, took a sip, and then widened her eyes, seeing the familiar formula and the familiar taste: "Really, really drunk?"

"Miss, I've bought you a drink, but you have to pay for it."

Pan Haodong picked up another cup of drunkenness, walked towards a secluded booth very coolly, sat down quietly, and waited for the prey to throw itself into the net.

The working girl glanced at him, then looked back at the bartender, and whispered, "Have you written down the recipe?"

"Sorry, Sister Mei, that guest moved too fast just now, I didn't even remember what kind of wine I used, how could I remember the recipe!" The bartender's words were true, and Pan Haodong's flowing movements were impressive. Dazzled, he didn't have time to memorize the recipe.

Coincidentally, the monitor at the bar is broken again, and I can't even find the recipe to restore it.

"Forget it, you are busy!"

The working girl sighed.

Then, with drunkenness in his hands, he walked up to Pan Haodong, and said solemnly: "Handsome guy, let me introduce myself. Actually, I am the owner of MK Qing Bar. Everyone calls me Sister Mei. Can I sit down?"

"of course."

Pan Haodong moved his buttocks to give up a seat, and Sister Mei sat down next to him without pretending, and said with a charming smile, "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

"Liu Baoqiang."

Pan Haodong replied casually.

Sister Mei rubbed his arm vigorously with her proud and abundant capital: "So it's Brother Qiang! I don't know where to go?"

"Police."

"Really?"

Sister Mei's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "Seeing that you are quite free at night, are you interested in coming to the bar to work part-time, with a monthly salary of [-] plus performance. If you do well, you can earn [-] to [-] a month, no problem."

"Are there any other benefits?"

While chatting with Sister Mei, Pan Haodong paid attention to the entrance of the bar.

Sister Mei smiled and said, "What benefits do you want?"

"It's very boring to be alone at night. It would be the best if the proprietress could take the time to express condolences."

"Brother Qiang, you are so bad!"

Sister Mei hammered Pan Haodong's chest with her hand, and said shyly: "But people like young people like you, and they are much more interesting than my husband. As long as you can generate income for me, you can play however you want...it's up to you .”

"Can you advance a little welfare?"

"can."

After a few minutes.

Sister Mei said, "What about work?"

"I'll talk about it later, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Done.

Don't wait for Sister Mei to reply.

Pan Haodong got up and went to the bathroom.

Sister Mei didn't care, it was very ordinary for people who had drunk to go in and out of the toilet, and they sat calmly in the booth and waited.

This wait is ten minutes.

After such a long time, not to mention that the trumpet and tuba were all resolved, sister Mei suddenly realized something, hurried to the bar and asked, "Where is Liu Baoqiang?"

"He! After going to the toilet, he chatted with a man and left."

"How long have you been gone?"

"Seven to eight minutes!"

"Fuck, dare to play with my old lady!"

Sister Mei angrily took out a mobile phone, called her husband who is the manager of a large company, and said angrily: "Husband, there is a dead guy who eats my tofu, and I want you to complain to him."

"Who is it? So bold?" Sister Mei's husband became angry when he heard this.

Sister Mei replied: "His name is Liu Baoqiang. He is very handsome and charming."

"..."

Sister Mei's husband feels that his hair is green, and at this moment, he is still thinking about whether others are handsome or not?
"Honey, are you listening?"

The wife's dissatisfaction came from the other end of the phone, and Sister Mei's husband quickly flattered him: "I'm listening, I'm listening, which police district does that Liu Baoqiang work in?"

"Uh... I didn't ask."

"Okay, I'll find someone to ask, and if I find out, I'll complain to him."

"Well! Husband, you are so kind, I love you to death."

"That's right, I'm kissing one."

"Ummmmmm..."

(End of this chapter)