Qin Kun drank alcohol and didn't want to spend too much time parking, so he lowered the window and said to the waiter, "Brother, can you help me park the car?"

The waiter glanced at Qin Kun, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Is it necessary to find a parking space to park the Jetta?" the waiter thought in his heart, but walked over and said, "Sir, the service is for money." ”

"Isn't it just money!" Qin Kun laughed, took out the mountaineering bag on the co-pilot, and directly took out a wad of pink bills: "Is it enough?"

Seeing so much money being sent over. The waiter's disgusted face suddenly petrified.

"This ...... It's all for me?"

"Nonsense, hurry up and park me, I'm going to drink. ”

"Oh...... Good...... Good. The waiter took the money.

Qin Kun got out of the car and handed him the car keys. He hurriedly walked towards the bar.

The waiter walked in the car, looking at the pile of genuine bills in his hand, and the expression on his face was very exciting.

He used to park a lot of cars.

If you stop the public, you will tip a hundred yuan at a time.

Stopped by Honda. It's less than three hundred.

Stopped the BMW, and died for six or seven hundred yuan.

The most ruthless is a Ferrari, which was rewarded with more than 1,000 yuan at one time.

But this time, his three views were completely refreshed.

Park a second-hand Jetta and give 10,000!

Who can believe this Nima when she says it?

The broken car adds up to a total of 20,000 yuan, and it costs 10,000 yuan to park!

in the bar.

Under the soft music and soft lighting, there are couples sitting one after another, some of them flirting and scolding, some of them eating each other.

In this group of people, there is such a twenty-five-year-old girl, holding a bottle of dark red wine in one hand, and drinking quietly alone, with a sad face.

This man is none other than Poplar.

Now, Topol's mind is messy.

She was twenty-five years old.

For women, now is the golden age, and it is also an excellent time to fall in love, get married, and have children.

Generally, after this period, women will gradually go into decline.

Poplar was very sad because her parents had recently introduced her to more than a dozen people in one go.

Blind date is like wave after wave, endlessly lapping on your body.

But no matter how he looked at that man, Poplar's heart was unwavering.

What a month income of seven or eight thousand.

I have a car and a house.

Both parents are dead.

All the conditions are generous.

But Poplar only has that one person in his heart, and he also fills his heart, and he can't tolerate outsiders to settle in at all.

Touching the ruby necklace around his neck, Poplar felt bitter in his heart, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

She seemed to be emotionally attached to Qin Kun, especially two months after Qin Kun suddenly disappeared, her mind was full of Qin Kun.

She thought that after Qin Kun finished the college entrance examination, she would have a lot of time.

In the past two months, she wanted to do her best to get close to Qin Kun and melt the other party step by step with her sincerity. There are even ways and plans for intermingling.

But......

Before she could implement it, she was told by Yang Xin in the villa that Qin Kun had left Dongjiang and might not be able to return within two months.

Hearing this news, Poplar was like a bolt from the blue, and the whole person lost his energy no matter what he did.

Two months later, Qin Kun will go to college.

In that case, will he still return to Dongjiang?

Apparently not.

Doesn't that mean that she has no chance at all?

Bai Yang was very sad, why was he born so many years earlier than Qin Kun, if he was the same age as Zhao Lei, how good would it be.

It's a pity that she can't afford to wait now, and the urging at home over and over again makes Poplar's heart numb.

In the end, he married casually, or continued to chase Qin Kun.

That's a problem.

Just after the blind date, Poplar came to the bar with a dizzy head. I'm going to get drunk and relax.

As for her friends, she didn't call any of them, because she was afraid that she would drink too much. Will pour out the person in your heart......

But at this moment, a young man with short red hair was dressed in very fashionable and very ruffian clothes, and sat beside Poplar with a smile on his face.

This is clearly a gangster.

The gangster chewed gum and blew a bubble every now and then. looked at Bai Yang's extremely good-looking face, as well as the round and straight chest, and there was already a little flame beating in his eyes.

"Beauty, alone?" asked the thug with a smile.

Poplar was uncomfortable with his lewd gaze. He moved to the side and said lightly: "My friend will be here in a while, you better leave quickly." ”

"Your friend?" the thug looked around and whispered, "Beauty." No matter how I look at it, I think no one around here is your friend, and you've been drinking here alone for a long time, right, if you have a friend, how can your friend not come. Drink it yourself?"

Poplar has nothing to say.

The head of what this little gangster said is the truth, which is impossible to refute, and it makes a lot of sense.

Seeing that Poplar didn't speak, the thug looked at her wine bottle. He smiled, "There's no more wine in your bottle." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of red wine from the wine crate on the ground, opened it with a thud with the corkscrew, and placed it in front of Poplar. smiled: "Why don't you have a drink together?"

Although Poplar's face was a little red, he was not strong enough to drink.

But she's not drunk yet.

He knew the purpose of this little gangster.

There is no shortage of one-night stands in places like bars. Apparently this little thug wants to have something to do with him.

But how can Poplar allow others to defile himself now?

The only one who can roll the sheets with her is Qin Kun alone.

So she ignored the thug, and even ignored the thug's raised glass, and drank it to herself.

Ignore him like this, and after a while, he will feel bored and leave on his own.

When the gangster saw that his wine glass was ignored by the other party, his eyes were stunned, and his first reaction was of course a little annoyed. I thought this girl was quite good.

However, he quickly extinguished the fire, because he knew that this woman was his own, and she would definitely not be able to run away today.

"Huh. Looks like you're drinking and you're not happy?"

"Did you dump yourself by your boyfriend?"

"Girl, I see that you are so good-looking and have a good figure. Dress decently, you should be a white-collar worker, it stands to reason that you can't find a man with this condition?"

"Dump you, that's definitely the man's loss!"

The thug's mouth was like honey. But in the ears of the poplar it was like noise, and it was completely unhearable.

After a few more sips, she felt that the bastard was very annoying, and she was ready to get up and go home, lest he get an inch.

But Bai Yang, who had just put down the wine glass and got up, suddenly felt that his legs were very soft and soft, and his brain flickered, and the sky spun around.

After sitting back down, this feeling diminished a little.

"What, this is too much to drink?" The thug looked at Poplar, and the corners of his mouth went up: "Hey...... It's normal for girls like you to get drunk when you're hurt by love. But it's not good to drink like this, isn't it?"

Poplar listened to the voice of the gangsters with a little illusory feeling, and wanted to refute, but opened his mouth but couldn't exert his strength.

She understood a problem at this moment.

I was drugged by this gangster.

When?

Bai Yang was shocked, she didn't see the other party drugged at all. But this feeling is clearly not drunk.

"Is it time to open the bottle?" Poplar seemed to understand something.

The lights here were dim, and when the thug opened the bottle of red wine, he could have dropped a pill in her blind spot.

Seeing that Poplar wanted to speak but couldn't, the person was getting softer and softer, and gradually collapsed on the sofa, so he grabbed her arm and said, "Honey, why don't I send you home?"

My dear?

Poplar still has a sense of hearing, but his body is not under his control, and hearing this title is like scolding his mother.

She knew that she would not be sent home at all.

It's a guesthouse.

It's even just a small hotel where you can sleep all night for twenty dollars.

Of course, it could also be the home of the gangsters.

In this way, Poplar was supported by the gangster, and he watched in horror that he was taken out of his seat by the gangster, and the waiter came to ask if he paid for it, and he nodded and said that he was going to send his girlfriend home.

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