Teach the villain to be a man again

"Here we come." Hearing the voice, Song Zhu hurriedly raised his eyes, but was stunned when he saw that the guest was Brother Lang.

Her memory has always been very good, isn't this the junior college student who caused trouble in the tavern?

Brother Wolf was sitting sprawled by the table in a big black jacket, his clothes hadn't been zipped up, so he didn't know whether he was hot or cold.Beside him were a few teenagers of the same age, each holding a cigarette in his hand.

After all, he was still a teenager, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't escape that frivolity.

Despite being surprised for a moment, Song Zhu quickly regained his composure.

After all, her adaptability is still very strong.Just seeing a few people smoking cigarettes skillfully, Song Zhu felt a little dizzy.

This group of children is not very old, but the age of smoking is not young.But it was just emotion, Song Zhu didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

After putting the wine on the table, Song Zhu was just about to turn around and ask Xiao Li to serve the guests at this table, when he heard a long-drawn-out voice.

"Stop for me." Brother Lang crossed his legs, his eyes rolled, and there was a light of excitement in them.A hand stretched into his mouth without any cover, and he didn't know what he was clasping.

The other boys next to him heard Brother Lang's voice, and then looked at this really good-looking girl, as if they knew something, they started booing, all of them seemed to have been beaten.

Some of them were familiar with Song Zhu. After all, they almost got into a fight that time, so they had some impressions, but most of them forgot about it.

"Little sister looks really good-looking, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Brother Wolf asked you to stop, beauty, how about our brothers? Do you want to go to disco together?"

"Beauty, I'm calling you, come here and let us take a look, and toast Brother Lang with a glass of wine."

The more they talked, the more excited they became, and a boy stepped forward and put an arm on Song Zhu's shoulder.

Grass.

Song Zhu's eyebrows twitched, and he resisted the urge to whip someone.

Aren't they eating hot pot? They move around without washing their hands, what if the oil gets on her.

Raising his eyebrows, Song Zhu still turned around, took a step back habitually, avoided the boy's arm, and showed a professional smile: "I don't know what the guests want to eat? You can read the menu."

After all, the Chinese New Year is almost here, and her part-time job here is almost over, Song Zhu doesn't want to cause any complications, just end it quietly.

"Guest? Do you know who I am? We've met before!" Brother Lang looked at Song Zhu and smiled meaningfully, with the words "bad intentions" written all over his face.

"I didn't expect us to be so destined. Is it destined? Haha, you still owe me a glass of wine. Let's do it today." Brother Wolf pulled out the eyes in his mouth, popped them out and threw them into the trash can casually.

The younger brothers next to him also smiled slyly, and one of them opened a bottle of wine very "understanding" and poured a full glass.

Everyone stared at Song Zhu with burning eyes, expecting her next move.

Brother Lang patted the non-existent dust on his shoulder, and looked at Song Zhu with interest.

So this is the only plot in the novel. If this was in her previous life, she would have called 110 and sent these little bastards in, okay?

Song Zhu had a bit of a headache, looked at Brother Lang and said very seriously: "Sorry, I said last time, I don't drink. Besides, I have a cold today, let alone drinking."

She did have a bit of a cold, but if she didn't drink this wine, she would slap Brother Wolf in front of so many people, but she really didn't know him well, not to mention that this man came here sincerely to find fault.

Sure enough, when Brother Wolf heard this, his expression changed, and he put away the smile on his face.

Before Song Zhu could react, he violently kicked over the table next to him.The drinks on the table were also smashed to pieces.

The last time I almost got into a fight, Brother Wolf didn't think he had a good temper: "Do you want to drink a toast? I thought I had given you enough face."

Song Zhu paused for a moment, but he didn't expect this person to have such a big temper.

Just when I was about to say something, I heard the thin and long voice of the proprietress: "Hey, what's the matter? Xiao Zhu, what happened?"

"Brother Qiang is not here today, why are you not doing things well?" The proprietress ran out of the house in a panic when she heard the voice, hesitated for a moment when she saw the table that had been kicked over on the ground, and called for someone Helped up.

Xiao Li on the side was also taken aback. Seeing the proprietress coming, he rushed forward and whispered something in her ear.

Rolling his eyeballs, he roughly understood the matter one, two, three.

The proprietress looked at Song Zhu with a feeling of resentment, "I didn't expect you to have a bad temper, isn't it just a guest who invited you to drink? What's your attitude?"

"I can't drink today." Song Zhu looked at the proprietress, his eyes flickered, and he didn't budge.

Although she always knew that the proprietress didn't like her, she never thought that she would force herself to drink again at this time.

"Can't drink or don't want to drink? Can you stop drinking if you don't want to drink? Do you know what politeness is? Tsk, student workers are student workers, and they don't even have basic professionalism."

The proprietress blew her nose and stared for a long time, then looked at Brother Lang: "Oh, I'm so sorry, let's change the table and sit in the room. Song Zhu, why are you standing there? Pour the wine quickly."

Professionalism?This is a hotpot restaurant, not a nightclub.

She thought she had made it clear last time, but unexpectedly, these people still refused to let her go.Originally, I had the mentality of wanting to stay away from right and wrong, but now I am involved again.

One more thing is worse than one less thing. In my previous life, I was a good drinker. I once drank three male colleagues in the laboratory by myself. If these children want to drink, they can drink with them.

Thinking about it this way, she clicked her tongue, stepped forward to pick up the wine bottle and looked at it: "All right, this is what you said."

Just this degree of beer is like drinking water.

Just when Song Zhu made up his mind to drink all these people down at once, and was about to raise the wine bottle and drink it all in one gulp, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Song Zhu turned around and saw Xie Jue's expressionless face, a little surprised.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she suddenly remembered that the last time she was in a tavern, she almost got into a fight because of drinking Xie Jue.

Thinking of this, Song Zhu hastily took over the wine bottle with the other hand, while holding his sleeve, for fear that he would fight again: "Xie Jue, don't get me wrong. I want to drink this wine myself Yes, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Xie Jue stared at Song Zhu blankly for a few seconds, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, his voice was still so cold and indifferent: "Why are you here?"

"I work part-time here. What about you?" The girl stared at Xie Jue with her round eyes for a few seconds, but she didn't see why.

Even she didn't realize that when facing this person, she was always unexpectedly a little more patient.