There is a bar in the United States

Hill frowned a little. As a workaholic, she hadn't been to a bar for a long time, let alone a small bar in such a remote area. It was just as she imagined, a mess of dragons and snakes. !

Several young people were talking about some taboo topics without any scruples. A pattern of a man's organ was blatantly drawn with chalk on a brick wall by some unqualified customers.

"The shopkeeper is here!"

With a shout, more than a dozen customers suddenly stood up from the sofas and chairs, and when they opened the door, it was Wang Jie, an Asian man in a straight suit with a side-parted comb.

Wang Jie twirled the key ring with his fingers and walked quickly down the stairs to the basement.

More than a dozen customers who were waiting upstairs rushed down the stairs. No one wanted to queue up. They all wanted to be the first to rush to the front and taste the cocktail of their choice.

Even the strong man, regardless of the old, weak, sick or disabled in front of him, pushed his way to the front of the team, stretched out his arms and pressed against the two walls at the entrance of the stairs, blocking the people behind him.

"What a lack of quality. I was the first one to get in the front even though I was late!"

"Yes!"

Seeing this scene, Hill and Natasha were also surprised. There were more than a dozen people waiting outside this remote and poorly decorated hotel before it opened, and they could clearly see that. See the urgency in everyone's eyes.

The young men who wanted to strike up a conversation with the two girls also rushed to the entrance of the basement crazily because of the words "the shop owner is here", and even squeezed in front without any gentlemanly manners.

"Dear customers, please wait in line. Customers who cut in line or did not line up, no matter who they are, must queue up again before they can buy the drinks they need! You must choose the drinks you need on the menu in advance and read the price of the menu clearly. One drink Between one hundred and one hundred and fifty, not fifteen!”

After unscrewing the iron door, Wang Jie didn't waste any time and directly pushed open the small wooden door and entered the closed bar.

With these words, Wang Jie must first remind all the customers sitting here that if there is a dispute over the queuing issue, physical violence or swearing, it may violate the rules of the system and cause the "special effects" to fail.

State-owned legalists have family rules. Without rules, there would be no success. Wang Jie believes that systematic rules are necessary.

"Shopkeeper, I want a cup of xxx!"

"Shopkeeper, I want a cup of xxx too!"

Hill and Natasha didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so intimidating in front of the customers. They didn't know that this was actually the customers' desire for the special drinks here.

Apart from this store, there is no other bar in the world where you can buy this divine drink. It is a complete monopoly.

And once, a drunk man who was drunk and swearing was picked up on the spot by Wang Jie and dumped directly in the alley outside the door.

And from then on, this store never sold anything from him. It was completely relegated to the sidelines and blacklisted forever.

They didn't expect that the owner of this bar, who usually looked calm and casual, could be so strong at critical moments.

Wang Jie had no choice. If he didn't expel that kind of person, the customers he had offended and the customers who scolded him would lose any special effects of the system because of breaking the rules. He couldn't just stir up trouble with "a rat's droppings."Now the bar is still in the development stage. There is no complete system and no security guards, so we can only do it ourselves.

Some customers even turned on the recording function of their mobile phones and silently recorded the song.

Of course, there will inevitably be various noises in the recording, which will contaminate this piece of beautiful jade with flaws.

After Wang Jie discovered that he could obtain the sound sources of songs through the system, most of the pure music on Wang Jie's list had undergone special copyright registration.

Because Wang Jie doesn't want his golden fingers to become the ladder of success for some music thieves, he just plays these songs in bars. Once these songs are released by some people with evil intentions, it will be difficult for him to get back the ownership of the songs. .

The copyrights of music, film and television are vague, and it is often difficult to tell whether there has been misappropriation. However, music, film and television are all public entertainment works.

It can only be said that the eyes and ears of the masses are sharp, and they rely on the large number of viewers and listeners to distinguish truth from falsehood.

"Ladies, what do you want?"

Hill and Natasha were sitting at the bar. Hill took out his tablet and continued working on it, not allowing any free time for himself.

While Natasha enjoys a rare moment of comfort, Natasha's life is obviously full of intrigues, intrigues, and even bloody killings.

In fact, women with experiences like Natasha's pursuit is not to stand at the highest point and live a stable and worry-free life, so that they can be safe and happy for the rest of their lives.

"Are we here?"

"Correct."

When Natasha came back to her senses, she found that most of the customers had already picked up the old-fashioned cups at this time. They either picked up the old-fashioned cups filled with drinks excitedly, or put down the empty cups with complete satisfaction.

At this time, all the customers, old men and young women, young women and teenagers, all focused on the meager cup of drink in their hands.

Even the young men who frequently looked at her and Hill withdrew their eyes and focused on the old-fashioned cups with drinks in their hands.

This remote, poorly decorated bar has a very inconspicuous appearance, but there is something weird about it. If Colson hadn't mentioned the "special" drinks in this store in advance, Natasha would have thought they had some kind of disease. Weird mental illness.

"Give me a glass of orange juice first. As for the lady next to me, she doesn't like to be disturbed while she is working, so you can skip her first."

Natasha watched in trance as Wang Jie put the oranges into the juicer and stirred them crazily. This scene actually made Natasha, who had seen countless blood, feel a little cruel.

She recalled hearing the conversation between Colson and Hill during the day, "Orange juice that makes people extremely happy" and "I have unprecedented joy." Natasha, who was about to rush away with coffee, suddenly stopped and was lost in thought. She didn't even notice that the coffee sprayed due to the inertia of the emergency stop splashed onto her sleeve.

"Extreme joy, unprecedented joy, what kind of joy is that..."

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