Chapter 27: The Black-Hearted Boss

Thanks to Yuan Yuan's subway plan.

Otherwise, the customers in the bar will never leave, the outside customers will never come in, they will always be loud and noisy, and in the end, no one can listen to the song with peace of mind.

In the movie "Titanic", after the giant ship sank, some survivors grabbed the edge of the lifeboat and begged desperately to go up. But as soon as these people got into the lifeboat, they immediately changed their faces and tried desperately to prevent the people in the sea from coming up.

The lifeboat space is too small, and it will overturn when there are too many people.

That's human nature.

Yuan Yuan's plan is different, she gives hope to mankind.

Everyone has a chance, although you can only listen to 10 minutes of singing in line for 1 hour.

No need to buy a ticket, very fair.

"Let's go, there's something to hear. A boy stood with a sore back, sighed vigorously, and persuaded his girlfriend to leave.

"No, I'm going to listen. The girl said. "You went to Disneyland for a roller coaster, it was only 2 minutes, and the queue was 2 hours, why didn't you say you wanted to go?"

"Can this be the same?"

The subway stopped, and the people in the bar walked out, and a tall boy happened to hear them chatting and interjected: "Dude, listening to me is much more enjoyable than riding a roller coaster......"

"Oh. The boy endured it and said to his girlfriend again. "Then you let me buy some more wine......

Another benefit of the subway plan is that the liquor sells super fast.

The nameless tavern was small, and now, the business has expanded to the street. The guests in the queue waited dryly, very bored, so they drank bottle after bottle.

Just after listening to the music, the people who came out of the bar were still unsatisfied, and they wanted to drink.

The supermarket was very close, Lao Liu was drunk driving, and a milky white van was crooked on the side of the road, opened the door, and moved boxes of Heineken beer out. There are also red and black label whiskeys, cheap vodka and other spirits.

There are also peanuts, pistachios, potato chips, a bunch of snacks, and free wine purchases, which are very popular. Lao Liu and a few friends ran before and after, and they were so busy that they were to death.

On Saturday night, the Nameless Tavern saw its sales rise and ranked first in the entire bar street.

A few nearby bars were unlucky, business plummeted, and several owners stood aside, watching the beer sell out as soon as the box was unpacked, eager to sell the whole case, very angry.

What's even more ruthless is that these people all go to their bars to go to the bathroom.

The middle-aged fat man Boss Zheng was sour, and sneered on the side: "Lao Liu, you pulled a bottle of 6 yuan from the wine store and sold it for 25, are you embarrassed?"

Lao Liu panted and replied: "If you have the ability, you can sell it like this!"

Zheng Fatzi had no ability, so he had to read in pieces: "I won't open for three years, and I will eat for three years when I open for three years." ”

Lao Liu carried two bags of foreign wine, went around to the back door of the bar, and quietly slipped in. At the bar, a bespectacled little girl is holding a bottle of black tag and pouring wine one by one. There were more than 10 cups in front of him, all filled with ice cubes.

"Beauty, what are you doing here?"

"Pour the wine. ”

"You're not right. Lao Liu said. The whiskey poured is too little, not a little, a glass is less than 20 ml, which is too much.

"That's right. ”

“……”

Yuan Yuan lifted his glasses, raised his head and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm the boss. ”

"Oh. You're the black-hearted boss. ”

“……”

Lao Liu vomited blood and said, "I'm black-hearted, little sister, you take half of the whiskey and sell it to the guests, and you still say that I'm black-hearted?

"The wine is gone, so we have to save some of it. ”

"Forehead ......"

Lao Liu didn't dare to talk to her anymore, so he stacked the wine on the table in a row and looked at the entire bar.

It's full of people.

A new batch of 80 customers entered, and except for the 10 or so people standing in front of the bar and in the last row, the rest were sitting on the floor, full, leaving only a path in the middle. A lot of people held up their phones to take videos. Yang Zhenyu and Ding Bo were both wearing small vests, sweating profusely, and were shuttling through the crowd, delivering wine and collecting money.

Fang Yan held the guitar and a glass of pure whiskey, and drank it in small sips.

The guests were laughing and talking, excited and curious.

Fang Yan said seriously: "Friends, this train is about to take off, please grasp the handrails and pay attention to safety." ”

"Good!"

"Haha!"

Yuan Yuan transformed the bar into a subway, so from the second group of guests, Fang Yan pretended to be a subway and introduced it indiscriminately.

Fang Yan put down the cup and played the piano slowly, a string of light notes floated out, spreading in the air, quiet and peaceful, and then, he played a few chords, carelessly.

There was a sudden silence in the tavern.

Lao Liu was completely stupid. Fang Yan's notes are all eighth notes, and the chords are not complicated, but they are extremely good, like a handful of clear spring water spilling from the sky, clean and fresh. What song is this?

Fang Yan didn't sing.

In the accompaniment of the guitar, he continued: "Please take care of your valuables in case they are lost. The girl takes care of her boyfriend and doesn't let him run away. ”

“……”

Fang Yan's speech speed is very fast, the accent of each sentence falls into the rhythm of the chords, and there is a magical rhythm, and every syllable rolls up, which is extremely beautiful.

"Please drink in moderation and do not drive after drinking. Fang Yan's body shook slightly, and the words he said also shook, and the sense of rhythm became stronger, like an ancient poet holding the qin and singing.

"Once upon a time, there was a black-hearted boss who asked me to sing and didn't pay my salary. The boss said to sell a bottle of wine and give you 5 yuan. He's an old man, and men are really not things......"

The audience burst into laughter and made a lot of noise.

"Buy, buy, buy!"

Yang Zhenyu bit Ding Bo's ear in a low voice: "Nonsense, isn't this sexist?"

"The words are different every time. ”

Lao Liu had a deep sense of powerlessness, it turned out that the "black-hearted boss" came from like this! He knew that Fang Yan was joking, but he was still scared into a cold sweat. If...... Every time a group of guests came in, Fang Yan said it again, and his notoriety spread.

After Fang Yan complained about the boss, he said: "Rich friends buy more wine, and friends who haven't made money don't buy it." It's so expensive, and it's not tasty......"

There was also a cheer in the audience: "It's delicious!"

Fang Yan didn't agree with a word, and suddenly sang.

"Oh oh, I love you, I love you so much that I am not afraid of death, but if you split your legs, you will die......"

This song is called "Love You Love to Death", which is a small song in the Taiwanese movie "Haijiao No. 7", less than 1 minute, but it is particularly thunderous.

The singing is a small fresh female voice from Taiwan, sweet and greasy, very cute. Fang Yan is a big man, he hasn't made any changes, and he sings high notes with his throat, which looks very weird. Thunder rolls ......

But it's just good.

Yang Zhenyu squeezed into the bar and said to Xia Mo: "Fang Yan is different today. ”

"What's wrong?"

"That night, we sang on the road, and he sang a total of 3 songs, and I cried 4 times, and I was moved. When you watched the video later, didn't you cry too? ”

Xia Mo was wiping the cleaned cup with a cloth, and she hummed.

"Today, how many songs did he sing, at least 20 songs. I didn't cry once. ”

"You're getting a good job, huh?"

"No, no, no. Yang Zhenyu was a little anxious and whispered. "I mean, my master is in a different state. His music seems to have changed, and the guests didn't cry. ”

Fang Yan had indeed changed, and just yesterday morning, he had removed his last shackles.

Xia Mo stacked the cups one by one and said, "You think too much, right?"

"Huh?"

"Your master is drunk, it's as simple as that. ”

“……”

After 40 seconds, the audience applauded after singing a song.

"Zhenyu, what about Zhenyu?" Fang Yan said to Mike after taking another sip of wine. Yang Zhenyu hurriedly agreed, only to hear him ask: "Do you think I am an old driver?"

"Huh?"

"We've had this subway seven or eight times. What about me, am I an old driver?"

Yang Zhenyu looked at Fang Yan, with a black line on his face, eh, big brother, you really drank too much.

Before he could speak, the guests in the tavern had already made a fuss: "Forget it!"

"Haha, old driver~~"

"Take you flying!"

Fang Yan was so happy that he turned around on the small stool and said, "Okay, it's foreplay just now, 10 minutes, let's start the timer." ”

Lao Liu is very strange, what do you mean, it hasn't started yet? The song just now is so good, it doesn't even count?

Yuan Yuan has been at the innermost part of the bar, and when she heard the old driver, she blushed and lowered her head, biting her lip and smiling. Hearing Fang Yan say "start", she stretched out her hand, snapped, and turned off all kinds of lights.

The Nameless Tavern was plunged into darkness.

The air is filled with the aroma of wine. A few small lights on the wall, and a few candles on the bar were still on, giving a faint glow. The lights on the stage were still there, and Fang Yan sat in a cool light, plucking the strings.

"Oh......" Lao Liu exclaimed, as if he had traveled to another world.