Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 130 Destroy This Broken Store

Spending more than 9000 in the bar, to be honest, sometimes it's not too much.

But Zhang Xianqu is not an idiot, and the tricks in the bar are more or less clear.

He and this female college student named Sasha met among the people nearby.According to the self-introduction of the other party, this is a high-achieving student who graduated from a certain art college. He likes to pursue freedom and romance. Occasionally, he will paint portraits for some tourists at the exit of the scenic spot.

And there are indeed quite a few works hanging in the other party's space. Zhang Xianqu looked at it without knowing it, but he became a friend who talked about everything in the moment of chatting away.

Several times, Shasha wanted to ask Zhang Xianqu to go out to play together, but Zhang Xianqu refused very honestly, saying that he was busy with the store decoration recently and leaked the whole story to others.

In this way, Salsa invited more attentively.

Today, the work is basically done, and I will wait for the manufacturer to deliver the goods tomorrow, arrange the goods and then work together.

With a lot of free time, it is natural for a beautiful woman to take the initiative to invite her to the banquet.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the bar, he saw a beautiful intellectual woman standing there, and Zhang Xianqu lost his mind at that time.

My heart beats faster, and I can't speak at first.

Shasha took Zhang Xianqu directly to the private room, and asked the waiter to bring up two bottles of red wine, uncorked and toasted.

They talked about things that Zhang Xianqu was interested in. From high school to university, and now, the two of them chatted all over the world, like good friends who talked about everything.

During the process, Sasha looked at him tenderly several times, but Zhang Xian felt top-heavy and was always thinking about it.

However, a dream woven in this way seems to have been shattered.

Although he still looked so understanding, Zhang Xianqu's face changed.

"Sir, this is a regular bar, and all red wine is clearly marked."

Afterwards, the bar attendant put on a straight face and said viciously: "I said, you kid, maybe you don't have any money and you want to eat Bawang's meal?"

"And with a girl, it's so funny."

Zhang Xianqu stood up immediately, and glared at the waiter, "I've heard that many scenic spots like to play with wine."

Before he finished speaking, the waiter said viciously, "Clean your mouth for me,"

"You're dressed like a dog. I'm afraid you can't even afford 1000 yuan on your body. Which wine trustee will take a fancy to you, a poor ghost?"

The waiter threw the tray heavily on the coffee table, "Stop talking nonsense and get the money quickly."

"Otherwise, I will let you not walk out of this door tonight."

Zhang Xianqu looked at the arrogant waiter angrily, but finally recovered his composure.

This is a bar, on someone else's territory.

Turning to look at the calm-faced female college student Sasha, she didn't get any response for about ten seconds.

All of a sudden, Zhang Xianqu understood everything.

"It turns out that everything depends on acting skills."

This is tantamount to a silent acquiescence, Zhang Xianqu chuckled, and spread his hands towards the waiter, "Yes, I admit it."

The waiter turned his nostrils to the sky, "I don't even piss to take a picture of myself, just like you, any woman who can fall in love with you must be blind."

Zhang Xianqu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were filled with anger.

"I called and asked someone to bring the money over,"

Zhang Xianqu suddenly laughed as he loosened his clenched fist.

The waiter sneered disdainfully, "Hurry up, we still have business."

Zhang Xianqu took out his mobile phone with a blank expression and dialed Fan Chengfeng's number. The waiter's eyes lit up as soon as the little flame phone came out.

Even Sasha, a female college student sitting on the sofa, is full of splendor.

"Hey, I'm at the Rolling Stone Bar, send me 5000 yuan to pay the bill."

After the phone call, Zhang Xianqu sat quietly on the sofa, "Wait, I'll be right over."

The waiter hugged his arms and hummed coldly.

The female college student, Sasha, stood up tall. In this situation, she would only feel awkward staying here.

But Zhang Xianqu said indifferently: "Why don't you stay and watch a good show?"

Sasha froze all over, and finally left without looking back.

Ha ha,

Zhang Xianqu had no other words other than a sneer.

The waiter urged him several times, and after 10 minutes, Fan Chengfeng finally arrived late.

"Who had such a good time with tonight, and still need 5000 yuan for drinks?"

Fan Chengfeng opened the door and came in. He looked at Zhang Xianqu with a calm face, and then at the waiter. When there was no girl, his face immediately sank.

"Hey, I didn't see the price clearly when I was drinking, so I ordered more."

Zhang Xianqu said it very plainly, but from the twitching corners of his mouth, it can be seen that the heart and performance are not at the same level.

Fan Chengfeng sneered, and grabbed the waiter's shoulder, "Come on, tell me about the wine in your bar."

On the coffee table, there were only two bottles of red wine, some snacks and a plate of cold chicken feet.

Fan Chengfeng didn't believe that Zhang Xianqu would do such a scandal that he couldn't pay for it in the end.

Moreover, now that the Internet is so developed, if you are short of money, you can just call for a transfer in private. There is no need to ask Fan Chengfeng to come here specially.

"What's the cost, nine thousand five, pay the bill, I don't have time to dawdle with you here."

The waiters don't like this at all, they are very overbearing, with their nostrils upturned, and they are the second and third.

Bang!
Fan Chengfeng directly picked up a red wine bottle on the coffee table and threw it on the ground, then gave the waiter a pot cover, "Who the hell are you?"

The waiter looked at Fan Chengfeng with a thick neck, and rushed forward to hit him, but Fan Chengfeng slapped him against the wall with his backhand.

"Ask your boss to come out. Today, let's have a good theory."

Zhang Xianqu, who was originally sitting quietly on the sofa, stood up quickly and kicked the waiter.

This wasn't a relief, but another two slaps on the face.

"I feel a sense of accomplishment from playing the wine holder, so I'm so happy."

As soon as these two words came out, Fan Chengfeng immediately understood what was going on, and dragged the waiter outside.

"When you encounter this kind of thing, you don't say anything, just kill him to death, and I will help you if something happens."

Fan Chengfeng was a little speechless listening to Zhang Xianqu's brief statement, and couldn't help but hate him for not arguing.

"No, if we continue to make trouble like this, will there be any trouble?"

Zhang Xianqu asked.

"Trouble? It's this bar that's in trouble."

"If we don't demolish this dilapidated store today, we can't even think about putting things to rest."

Fan Chengfeng slammed his fist on the door panel of the private room, breaking a big hole in an instant.

"Who would dare to come to this black spot after word of things like wine trustees spread?"

Zhang Xianqu understood instantly, and kicked the waiter hard, "Look at you now, what's the difference between you and a dead dog?"

(End of this chapter)