Twenty yuan is enough! The extra money is not greedy, the money has to be earned little by little, and it is easy to get sick if you eat a fat person in one bite: "Enough is enough! Does that young lady need to drive on her behalf? Tong Sue will deliver the goods to the door without deception! Ahem! I will send you home!"

The woman waved her hand and drove the rest of the money away, but the rest of the money couldn't go far, so he took charge of the work of the box. It's already early in the morning, and the people in the bar are gradually dispersing, unlike the nightlife in the big city, people in this fourth-tier city are still not used to staying all night.

The singer came over on the stage: "Spare money! It's your turn! Don't say that my brother won't give you a chance, how much money you can make during this time period depends on yourself, my brother has withdrawn!"

"Thank you, brother!"

According to the contract, the singer only sings until midnight, and the rest of the time is usually for the drinkers to entertain themselves, which is different since the surplus money comes. Although there are very few tips in the second half of the night, but adhering to the principle that mosquitoes are also meat, the spare money will still go on stage to sing a few songs, in case someone gives money is extra money!

Don't look at Yu Qian's name Yu Qian, in fact, he is seriously short of money: "Happy midnight friends! Now I have spare money to sing for you, and give a song "Don't Let My Tears Spend the Night with Me" to the beautiful sisters and sisters who accompany me tonight: Your tenderness is like water, how many times I have loved intoxicated, I don't know if I regret it without reservation, can you appreciate the preciousness of true love......

The crying Chen Xiangling finally raised his head, but he didn't expect that the waiter who had just relieved himself was actually a singer, and the woman found the man's business card: "Accompany you to get drunk, chat with you, tutor, write papers, write official documents, wedding singer, bar singer, boxing sparring, help you get angry......"

What the hell did he do? It wasn't until the end that I saw the word substitute driver, and it was filled in with a fountain pen. Obviously, this is the business that Mr. Yu Qian has just expanded, and what else is he talking about driving in the fifth generation, Chen Xiangling looked at the man on the stage strangely, is this song "Don't Let My Tears Spend the Night with Me" sung for himself?

A bartender with countless part-time slash youths, how short of money he is! Ironically, he is called Yu Qian, and he also has a stage name called Yu Qian! The singing is very beautiful, although it is far less melodious than the beauty of professionals, but it has an unpolished cleanliness and clarity.

After all, Chen Xiangling is a top student at the Communication University, so he can naturally hear the gold content of a man's singing voice, and many professional singers can't catch up with the extra money! There are still people below who shout: "One more!"

A few drunken young people in the audience threw a handful of change on the stage and shouted, and Yu Qian smiled a little more sincerely: "Thank you little brother and sister for your love! A song "Sleep with Your Name" is sent to you and your friends: I give my heart to you, I am your heaviest bag, no matter how many ups and downs from now on, you must treasure me well......

Four songs a night is a reserved program that Yu Qian can't beat, and after singing the songs, he is a waiter, put away the reward money on the stage, and roughly estimate that it is close to 100, which is enough! The basic salary of the waiter at Fengyun Bar is not high, only 800, and the main reason why Yu Qian chose to work here is that there is enough extra money.

Singing plus alcohol commission and tip income, the average daily income in the peak season is more than 100 small 200, which is already a high income in this fourth-tier city. It's just that such a high income can't support his mother's medical expenses, which is the motivation for Yu Qian to make money desperately, otherwise he would rather be a teacher with his virtue.

People's motivation is forced out!

The two individual guests closest to Yu Qian's box attracted his attention, to be exact, with one big and one small Hanfu beauties, isn't the young one Hua Xiaoying! The little woman really likes to play, seeing Yu Qian's gaze, Hua Xiaoying raised her wine glass to Yu Qian and gestured to Yu Qian, and then drained the wine in the cup in one gulp.

In fact, it is not the beautiful women who attract the surplus money, but a few men around them! That is the standard black and astringent style of Songgang City, cutting a cannon head tattoo with 2 tattoos, each of them is less than 20 years old and has no 200 yuan on their bodies, and they have a Jetta before 2000, the price is less than 10,000 yuan, and it is a problem for these guys to refuel the car.

It's just screaming at every turn, either killing this or killing that, shaking people on the phone when something happens, and often putting things on the lips. The base camp of the Black Society in Songgang City is even better, Internet cafes, game halls, and inns are rental houses at best, and even parents will not leave them at home, and they will be beaten out by the soles of their shoes as soon as they enter the door.

It's just this gang of bastards who always pick up corpses near the bar, and even go to the bar to find beautiful women and pester, and some even drug the women. I've been working in Fengyun Bar for a long time and I've seen everything, so Yu Qian hesitated and decided to go over: "What do the two beauties drink?"

"Handsome guy invite me for a drink?"

The older beauty frowned and obviously didn't like anyone to disturb her, but Hua Xiaoying didn't have any precautions, it was simply an excellent target for the gangsters! Yu Qian squeezed out a smile: "It's good to drink any kind of wine, just don't drink the wine with ingredients, you must drink the original, you must take it from the bartender in person, but if anyone handles the wine and food, it will not stick to the ......."

As he was talking, someone tapped him on the shoulder behind him, and when he turned around, it was Chen Xiangling: "Take me home!"

Uh! Okay! Yu Qian smiled brightly at the two beauties: "Good people have a safe life!

knew that the beauties around him were his own financiers, and Yu Qian had always believed in his intuition, but it was Bora and not BMW, which made him a little surprised. What's even more surprising is that such a beautiful woman actually lives in such an old community, and the woman in the back seat doesn't say a word except pointing the way.

Yu Qian parked the car, opened the back door and asked the owner to get out of the car, and handed over the car keys: "The beauty has arrived home......

Chen Xiangling took the key and walked to the door, and Yu Qian was just about to leave when he heard the woman behind him ask: "How much does it cost to pick up people from Xinsheng Farm for a round trip?"

Who doesn't know about the Xinsheng Farm, which is a place for labor reform prisoners, and who is the beautiful woman going there to pick up someone? This is the privacy of the gold owner, and the surplus money is still very professional: "The Xinsheng Farm has 300 yuan and 600 yuan to take care of the other consumers, but it takes seven o'clock to leave, and it must come back before five o'clock in the afternoon, and it has to go to work at night." ”

Six hundred? Chen Xiangling frowned: "Can it be less?"

Yu Qian is still very professional when he talks about his work: "300 yuan for long-distance driving, 300 yuan, less than 300 kilometers is calculated as 300 kilometers, more than 300 kilometers, 1 yuan for each additional kilometer." Waiting time: 10 yuan/1 hour, 200 yuan for each 24 hours of total driving time. One-way drivers need to pay the return transportation expenses of the substitute driver, and the fuel costs incurred during the long-distance driving process ......"

"Gotta get it, shut up for me!" Chen Xiangling really couldn't stand the nagging of Yu Qian, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock, I will wait for you at the gate of this community, and I will return when I get there." ”