The girl vaguely remembers that a certain female idol said that if you want to understand a country, you have to go to nightclubs and bars to have a deep understanding of the basic people of the country. In the spirit of deep inquiry, the girl decided to give it a try. A simple bohemian dress, spread out the long black wavy hair, put on a big retro earring, and look at yourself in the mirror to go downstairs to experience the customs.

"Hi, where is the bar nearby," the girl asked with a smile at the front desk of the hotel, thinking about it, it may not be suitable to go to a nightclub alone, especially in such an open country. It's safer to go to a bar, after all, I am proud of my beauty, and sometimes I am afraid of narcissism.

"Well, if you are alone, I suggest you go to the Blue Ocean Bar in the back street, which is more suitable for one person to enjoy, and the quiet environment is also suitable for taking pictures" Looking at the camera waiter hanging around the girl's neck, the waiter made an intimate recommendation, and went to the Blue Ocean and had a tip, of course, this can't be declared. Looking at the smiling face of the waitress, the girl thanked her and left.

Not long after the girl left, the man came down and asked the same question. The waiter recommended the same bar as a matter of course, and the money was doubled, and the money was doubled.

"Hi, Paul, there's another gentleman coming by, white shirt, don't forget my drink commission" Obviously, it's a good day for the waiter. Hang up the phone and continue to search for customers who can create value for themselves.

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"Is this the blue ocean? It's really beautiful to look at" Looking at a chic building in front of me, I couldn't help but look at it slowly. This is the advantage of traveling alone, no one urges, no one botheres, and you can stay as long as you want.

Huge LEDs cover the entire building wall, the fish on the screen are vividly wandering around, the large aquatic plants are swaying wantonly on the screen, the irregular building gives people a wave-like feeling, walking into the bar, each seat is like a boat, and the waiters are wearing sailor suits to serve everyone. Looking at the specimens of various fish on the wall, the girl hurriedly picked up the camera and took two photos, and after checking the shooting effect, she sat down under a pair of clownfish specimens with satisfaction.

"It's really good, it looks like I'm going to tip the front desk, and sure enough, it's not wrong," the girl muttered as she took off her camera.

"Good evening, Miss Nemo," the waitress smiled as she held a lemonade.

"Nemo?" looked up in confusion, his big beautiful eyes purring. The waiter pointed to the specimen of the clownfish above, and signaled that the code name was referred to as the specimen, which was interesting and not embarrassing.

"Oh, oh, Miss Nemo" suddenly took the drink list and looked at it, but sometimes it is one thing to speak English well, and it is another to understand the technical vocabulary. Many of the creative wines on the wine list are not known at all, only some simple margaritas and other regular wines. After watching it for a long time, she frowned and looked up and asked, "Eh, can you help me recommend special drinks?"

"Okay" The waitress thought to herself, but unfortunately she didn't have any special sexuality.

"Ladies generally prefer slightly sweet drinks, and I recommend this Rainbow Holiday Cocktail, which is slightly sweet and low in alcohol, and the fruit bowl recommends this Tropical Storm. "In the eyes of the waiter, the average Asian girl is more reserved, and the drinking is not as bold as that of European and American girls, so the current recommendation is undoubtedly the most suitable.

"Oh, okay, just do what you say, thank you" smiled and thanked him. Looking at the overall style of the bar, the recommended drinks should be good, and after the waiter left, he continued to pick up the camera and shoot around, sending the photos taken to the group from time to time to share with the sisters. Looking at the funny replies of the sisters, my heart is warm.

At the door of the bar, the man also strode into the bar like a girl with a long and satisfied look, and unlike the girl, the man walked directly to the bar and sat down. Men, only the bar is suitable for you. The bar, a position that can be attacked and retreated, has long been welcomed by the majority of male compatriots.

"Mr. Jaws, what would you like to drink?" the black bartender looked at the man sitting at the bar

"Whiskey on ice" heard the name of himself, glanced at the logo of the great white shark, smiled and looked around like a lion patrolling the territory, watching the people retract their gaze, it seems that there is no one to talk to, they are all in company. Turning to face the bartender, he sat and watched the cool action of the bar. At this time, the waitress who was in front of the girl to deliver the drink also turned to leave. A bar, two singles just missed it.

"You're cool," he said, looking at the bartender's fancy rotating glass, and praised him unsparingly.

"Luckily, I've had fifteen years of experience. The black bartender replied very immodestly, wiggling his big ass to the music. "Show you a unique job" raised his eyebrows at the man and motioned to look at himself, and the man immediately looked at the bartender intently.

I saw the bartender lighting three bottles and throwing them into the sky, constantly juggling. Fiddling with the wine glass below while the bottle does not fall, adding three kinds of wine to the wine glass, everyone gradually attracts the attention of the bartender, and the girl also sits on the chair and watches the bartender fiddle with the pile of "flames", which is both exciting and pleasing to the eye. Three burning wine bottles fell in turn, lit a row of wine glasses, only to see the wine glasses emitted red, yellow and blue flames, everyone applauded, the man did not hesitate to give a thumbs up, the girl quickly picked up the camera to record all this, at this time she was attracted by the flames and did not notice the background and the half of the face that was photographed.

"I'm amazing," he handed the man a glass of wine, motioning for me to please.

"Thank you, great," he said, raising his glass in thanks and taking a sip.

"Paul, huh, you're the boss?" the man looked at the bartender's nameplate.

"How do you know? I invited a lot of people to drink, and few people guessed that I was the boss, and everyone thought I was a fat black man who borrowed flowers to offer Buddha," he shrugged his shoulders funny, wiping his wine glass in his hand.

"Really?" he took a sip of his drink and slowly put it down, "I drank the taste of single malt whisky in this glass, and the vintage is not low, if your boss is not stupid, how can he tolerate you to be so generous?"

Paul was also interested, put down the cup in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him, "Yes, I met an expert" Everyone smiled tacitly.

"You're a wine taster?"

"No, I may have been an alcoholic before. He said mysteriously

"Perhaps?" Paul shook his head, "drunkards don't taste wine."

"Really?" smiled and didn't answer, just winked. Paul doesn't ask anymore, the bar is like this, a place to relax, no one will interrogate anyone's details, just talk speculatively, after all, everyone is just a passerby.