Chapter 2: Confident Him

"The bar is closed now?"

"It's open, but I don't want to sing. ”

The tourist looked at the two of them with some embarrassment, and silently moved a few steps back, and his companions booed when they saw this, which was too bold. However, the female companions looked at the handsome appearance of Zhongli and instantly burst into joy, and comforted their friends again and again, but there was no way to compare, they were born cannon fodder, and this fate will always encounter more setbacks than the protagonist.

Jian Zhichun was a little more relaxed, and it was better to be direct, so as not to cause trouble. But the person in front of him was even more difficult than the guest, and he had been pestering himself for several days for no reason, but he neither left nor explained what was going on.

Zhongli looked like this, He Dong saw him in the distance and thought he was bullying Jian Zhichun, walked a few steps quickly, and asked, "Who are you, you, come to find fault?"

"Sister, is he trying to take advantage of you, tsk, I didn't take a closer look just now, and the roe deer rat is not a good person at first glance. ”

Zhongli frowned tightly, it was the first time in so many years that he had been described like this, but thinking of his purpose, he barely suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said, "I will take advantage of her?"

He Dong coughed slightly, glanced at Jian Zhichun very quickly, swallowed his saliva silently, and spoke quickly: "This is really impossible, then what are you doing?"

Where the hell did this stupid kid come from?

Zhongli's tone was flat, "I order a song, do you sing a thousand songs?"

"Sing, of course sing, why don't you sing, you can sing until you are bankrupt. He Dong waved his little hand and whispered beside Jian Zhichun: "Sister Zhichun, there is a big amount of money, as the so-called rich and unprofitable is intolerable, you just mean to sing two sentences." ”

Jian Zhichun held the wheat in one hand and agreed.

This is the first time in so many days that the other party has admitted to himself, Zhongli looked at Jian Zhichun with interest, his eyes were facing each other, and somehow there was always some different spark in He Dong's eyes.

He returned to the bar, and his friend, dressed in an old-fashioned plaid shirt, greeted him slowly, "How's it going?"

Zhongli looked at him with confidence, "It's going well." ”

Ji Changfeng wears black-framed glasses, a scruffy beard, and his clothes are also standard straight men's engineering clothes, revealing a rustic atmosphere, but his body is full of energy, standing next to Zhongli looks diametrically opposed, he didn't respond, and he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"The next song is the song that Mr. Zhong ordered for everyone, I hope you like it. Jian Zhichun's voice was very good, and with a cheer of "oh", the conversation of the guests was quieter, and they began to look forward to the next song.

The background music began to lay the ground, the guitarist played a few simple minor keys, Jian Zhichun showed a mysterious smile, and soon, "Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, have no eyes......"

Zhongli: "......"

Ji Changfeng silently labeled Zhongli's so-called good as zero progress.

However, no matter what, as soon as these few lines of song appeared, the audience was shocked, He Dong silently gave Sister Zhichun a thumbs up in his heart and then took the lead in beating Sister Zhichun.

But "Two Tigers" only has a few lyrics, after singing one song, Jian Zhichun is another "Counting Duck Song", the children's songs are light and short, Jian Zhichun's children's songs are not much reserved, and after singing, he simply takes the proverb and messes around at will.

"What's going on?"

"Six-six-six, fairy singer!"

The students and some white-collar workers from the nearby university town came to the King's Bar, but it was the first time they saw this meeting, and they all turned on their mobile phones to record the video.

Anyway, it's all hot, how hot is it or not, Jian Zhichun racked her brains and couldn't make it up, so she had to stop, but someone coaxed her to continue singing, He Dongxing took the card machine and calculator and walked to Zhongli with Jian Zhichun.

"How many songs did I sing?"

He Dong had already prepared his words, "Twenty-three songs, for the sake of Mr. Zhong is a regular customer, he wiped two songs, that is, twenty-three thousand." "He figured it out and said nonsense.

Ji Changfeng felt that something was wrong, he had always been sensitive to numbers, and there were only sixteen words of confusion in a few words, which was obviously too much, and he was about to speak, Zhongli nodded, and he didn't have much feeling about this twenty-three thousand.

Zhongli said unhurriedly: WeChat transfer. ”

He Dong: "No, no, I took the card machine, just swipe the card directly, or directly scan the Alipay WeChat payment code." ”

However, Zhongli didn't mean to swipe the card or scan the code at all, and said with a smile: "I need her WeChat to transfer money." ”

He Dong was helpless, no matter what, he had to give it to the face of the twenty-three thousand, and immediately looked at Jian Zhichun pitifully, like a tiger pretending to be fierce, and suddenly turned into a husky wagging his tail, and Jian Zhichun, who was stared at and was about to be unbearable, handed over the mobile phone, and the page stayed on the QR code.

The bar was very lively, rubbing shoulders, the lights were trembling, Zhongli took the phone, and said slowly: "Don't delete it if you want to add it, my friend's best thing is the computer, you delete it once, he will immediately steal your number and add it back." ”

......

When it came to WeChat, the anger and vitality from his wrist swept in, Zhongli was in a rare good mood, as if a tornado was blowing in his heart, the assistant called him and said some problems with the project, and he couldn't believe it when he heard Zhongli's peaceful voice.

The boss has finally been tormented and gone crazy by this world??!

On the way back, Ji Changfeng couldn't help but explain: "It's not good to do this, I won't help you." "What he said was stealing the number without permission and then agreeing to his friend, every minute and every second of his life is focused on high-tech intelligent technology, how can he help someone steal the number.

Zhongli was noncommittal, he was just scaring Jian Zhichunrong, and he had also discovered something very interesting just now, and his voice was slow: "I suddenly realized that I was stuck in the horns. ”

"Actually, it's not just happiness that works," he slowly placed his right hand on his chest, a slow but steady beat, "It seems like a good way to make her angry." ”

A bracelet was faintly revealed at the cuffs of his cuffs, which was hidden by his shirt, and the style was the same as the one Jian Zhichun was wearing, except that it was not pink but black, and there was a hollow pink heart above the bracelet.

"Theoretically, angry emotions are not bad, at least they help you, and you remind me of one of the uses of my emotional receiver, but whether this way of receiving needs to change is debatable. Ji Changfeng frowned, and seriously followed Zhongli's words to think of a lot, and in the blink of an eye, he thought of more research and application questions.

After a period of silent brainstorming, Ji Changfeng was also ready to leave, he was going back to the laboratory to work overtime, before that, he rarely showed clear support for what Zhongli was doing.

"Come on. ”

Zhongli's expression was calm and proud, "Hand to catch." ”