celebrity effect

The United Mexican States, a federal republic in North America, has a population of 1.23 million and its official language is Spanish.

Hearing an unauthentic "Wait" in such a distant country, Xing Yang was shocked, and couldn't help feeling unspeakably kind in his heart. He looked at the dark-skinned little boy: "What's the matter?"

The little boy scratched his head, a few white marks appeared on the curly short hair that was close to the scalp, he pointed to the tavern across the street, and dragged Xing Yang in.

With three hundred dollars in his body, Xing Yang followed the little boy into the tavern without fear of being cheated.The tavern is really a [small] tavern, with eight small round tables and a long bar in sight.The boss is an Indian, dressed in cowboys, with yellow skin and black eyes, his hair is braided, and a revolver is pinned to his waist. Seeing Xing Yang raised his chin, he said in Chinese: "Hello."

Everyone in this place seems to know a sentence or two of Chinese, Xing Yang said puzzledly, "Hello."

"Do you speak English?" the boss asked in English.

Xing Yang nodded, sitting in front of the bar with his elbows on the bar: "I lost my wallet and need a job to support myself temporarily. Is there anything I can do to help?"

The boss turned around and picked up a bottle of gin from the wine cabinet, poured half a glass into two small wine glasses, and pushed a glass to Xing Yang: "You don't look like a Chinese."

"I'm a mixed race." Xing Yang accepted the wine handed by the boss, "Thank you."

"How much Chinese do you know?" the boss asked.

"Mandarin." Xing Yang said, "As long as it is Mandarin, I can understand it."

The boss bent down and opened the drawer of the wine cabinet. After digging for a long time, he took out a magazine and put it on the bar counter. He flicked through the pages with his fingers and turned to one of the pages. He asked Xing Yang, "What does this sentence mean?"

The entire magazine is in Chinese, and Xing Yang stared at the place where the boss pointed, uttering Chinese syllables word by word: "This is a snow-white Anglo ferret." He translated this sentence into English.

The boss asked him another two sentences, and he translated them one by one. The boss closed the magazine and asked, "How many days is your visa?"

"Six months." Xing Yang said, "I have a U.S. visa and can enter without a visa."

"You come to work with me, one hundred dollars a day, daily payment." The boss said.

"Don't do it." Xing Yang waved his hand, "You can hire someone who handles the dishes for a hundred dollars a day, but I want two hundred."

The boss stared at the ignorant green-eyed young man in front of him, and said, "You've been squatting outside all afternoon, and I'm the only one who wants you. Are you bargaining with me?"

"I will continue to go back and squat, and I will starve to death." Xing Yang said, "You will never find an employee who can speak Chinese fluently and work hard without complaint."

This man didn't work hard, the boss laughed angrily at Xing Yang's words, his business cannot be delayed, and the profit is huge, so it's okay to give the young man a little more.Just as the boss was about to agree, the front door of the tavern was roughly pushed open, and men with stern faces stepped into the main hall noisily. The leading man said in Spanish: "Rupu, have a dozen beers."

The boss looked at Xing Yang and said, "200 knives, you're hired, go serve wine." He fished out a dozen beers from under the cabinet, and Xing Yang picked up the tray casually, put bottles of wine on the tray, and walked away Among the eight round tables, the wine is distributed to each table regardless of the men's muscles and tattoos.

"What a handsome kid." The woman at the table with the leading man covered her mouth and smiled, she patted Xing Yang's waist, "How much is it?"

Xing Yang couldn't understand Spanish, and he was as innocent and beautiful as a cat with wide green eyes. The boss rupu said, "200 yuan a day, will you pay?"

"Twenty dollars for a glass, do you want to drink?" The woman spoke English, raised the wine glass and motioned for Xing Yang to clink.

Xing Yang understood this sentence, and he raised his glass: "Is it okay to make a knot now?"

"Of course." The woman responded boldly, her gaze resting on Xing Yang's dark green eyes, "Cheers."

Xing Yang normally drinks a catty of white wine, drinking beer is like drinking water, he is not afraid at all, he drinks it with his head upside down, and turns the glass upside down to show that there is not a single drop left.At first, the woman held a disdainful attitude, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity when the handsome man drank too much and could not stand still. However, after going back and forth for seven or eight rounds, the pile of wine bottles on the table was getting higher and higher, and people's eyes focused on the woman and Xing Yang. The man teased: "Quri can't do it."

The woman named Quri didn't believe in evil. She supported the table with one hand, the outlines of Xing Yang in her eyes overlapped blurredly, and said inarticulately: "Come again!"

"Check out first, two hundred knives." Xing Yang stretched out his hand.

Quri took out his wallet tremblingly and took out [-] US dollars to pat on the table. Xing Yang felt his full stomach. He had a good drinker and was conscious after ten rounds, but he was overwhelmed.He picked up the money and put it in his pocket, and the onlookers filled their glasses thoughtfully. Xing Yang picked up the wine glass and just put it to his lips, when there was a "plop", Quri fell down, and the personnel did not know.

Xing Yang put down the cup, bent down to help the woman up, and asked the leader man sitting aside watching the show: "Where should I put her?"

"Of course it's on your bed, young man." The man smiled boldly, and he stretched out his hands, "Give it to me, she is my sister."

The drunk woman did not forget her original intention, wrapped her arms tightly around Xing Yang's waist, and muttered vaguely in Spanish: "Drink, last drink!"

The man took a lot of effort to tear Quri off Xing Yang's body, Rupu next to the bar called out: "Hey, newcomer, come here."

Xing Yang walked over, Rupu asked: "What's your name?"

"John." Xing Yang said, he came to Mexico to avoid censorship, so he naturally chose an inconspicuous name to blend in with the crowd.

"OK, John, where are you from?" Rupu asked.

"Netherlands." Xing Yang continued to edit, "Amsterdam."

Rupu's purpose is not to get real information, he just keeps records routinely so as not to be targeted by people with ulterior motives: "Mobile phone number?"

"My mobile phone was stolen and I haven't had time to buy it yet." Xing Yang said, "I'll tell you tomorrow."

"Okay." Rupu said, "The tavern opens at two o'clock in the afternoon and is open until six o'clock in the morning. Classes tip more."

"Okay." Xing Yang has no objection to this arrangement.

"The salary is paid every day, so come to me to get money every day before you get off work." Rupu stuffed Xing Yang with 200 US dollars, "I mainly use US dollars here, you go to the bank opposite to convert it into pesos, and then go to the market to buy things."

Xing Yang nodded: "Okay."

There are secrets in the tavern, and Xing Yang is not interested in exploring them. He just wants to spend half a year in peace, and wait for news from Zong Zhengqian before returning to Beijing.As for finding a mother, in a country with a population of more than [-] million people, how lucky is it to meet face to face, Xing Yang has no hope for this matter at all.

Earning [-] US dollars by fighting wine, [-] US dollars a day's labor, and [-] US dollars on his body, finally made Xing Yang far away from Sleeping Street.Xing Yang asked Rupu: "Do you have a vacant room? I will rent one."

"Only rent one room?" Rupu asked, "I have a friend who is working abroad, and the house has been vacant all the time. I can rent you a whole house."

"Is there any employee discount?" Xing Yang asked.

Rupu looked at Xing Yang and hesitated to speak, Xing Yang spread his hands: "You can see my situation, do you want to see me grab the blanket with the homeless man opposite?"

"$2000 a month," Rupu said.

"Why don't you grab it?" Xing Yang said, "1200."

"You're robbery," Rupu said, "1700."

"1500, we both take a step back." Xing Yang said.

"Rupu." There was a new guest at the door, and a group of women poured into the tavern. The woman at the head had a pair of violet eyes, "I heard that a handsome young man came to your house."

Xing Yang said to Rupu: "Look at my face, how many customers can I attract for you in a month."

Rupu didn't speak, Xing Yang asked the woman: "What would sister like to drink?"

"How much is it for you to drink with?" The woman sat next to Xing Yang, "My name is Rachel."

"John." Xing Yang said, "Thirty dollars."

Hearing that Xing Yang raised the price while sitting on the floor, Rupu's eyebrows trembled, but he didn't disturb Xing Yang's business. He put olives in the wine glass angrily.Xing Yang picked up the wine glass and clinked it with the woman's glass, and finished drinking with his head raised.

Rachel looked at the handsome man's Adam's apple rolling up and down, smiled with her eyes bent, and took out three red notes and handed them to Xing Yang: "I'll buy you a kiss."

"What kind of kiss?" Xing Yang put down his cup, and took a sip from Rachel's cup, "This way, or..." He leaned close to Rachel's ear, his voice smiling, and his warm breath rushed over his earlobe, "The money is not enough .”

Beauty misleads people, Rachel thought she had experienced many battles, but she was still captured by beauty tricks, she rubbed her hot ears, and hooked her fingers around Xing Yang's neckline: "Come with me tonight, as much as you want. "

"That won't work." Xing Yang resolutely refused, his expression suddenly became lonely, and the teasing and ambiguity just disappeared, "Someone is waiting for me in the distance."