Chapter 39: Tricky Bai Fumei
This night, Yan Hao's mood was quite moist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Because, Lai Hao agreed to chat with Xia Jingjingchun.
There is a secret, Brother Da Hao didn't say it, he was afraid that Brother Xiao Hao would scare him away...... In recent years, Xia Jingjing, who has passed the age of 30, has changed her taste drastically, and she likes more and more handsome guys under the age of 20.
Brother Dahao also knew that Mr. Xia was willing to spend a lot of money for Xiao Xianrou, and dared to send a sports car if he didn't agree with him. This woman is the supreme VIP customer that any nightclub dreams of, and Brother Dahao did not hesitate to hide the truth from Lai Hao in order to trap Mr. Xia.
Not to mention, since Xia Jingjing brought a few sisters in to patronize, business at the bar has improved a lot tonight. Some customers passing by saw beautiful women in the store, and they got in. The traditional culture of bars has always been like this, and many people go to the kind of bars with many girls, which is also a big reason why some nightclubs invite beautiful women to be bartenders.
At this time, Lai Hao and Xia Jingjing met face-to-face, one-on-one private customization.
Talking about life ideals with a rich woman, Lai Hao refused in his heart.
But if you want to talk about pure chat, he won't be cowardly on the spot.
Besides, there are still 10 points of positive energy to be gained, and he has no reason to refuse.
Isn't it just a chat, who is afraid of who?
Standing opposite Xia Jingjing, Lai Hao's posture was so bad that he couldn't do it.
That expression is simply a six-character mantra in a fantasy novel: If you want to fight, I will fight.
"Do I have a grudge against you, don't you have to stare at me so aggressively, right?"
Looking at the young man in front of him who was so angry that he broke through the sky, Xia Jingjing couldn't cry or laugh.
"The boss said, let me chat with you." Lai Hao is very upright.
"Big brother, are you sure you can chat?" Xia Jingjing only felt an arrow in her knee.
"Haven't we already talked about it?" Lai Hao is even more upright.
"That's right." Xia Jingjing instantly turned into the little vixen in the costume mythological drama, both a little enchanting and a little girlish innocence: "Little master, you work here at eight o'clock every night?" ”
Lai Hao: "It's basically there during the summer vacation. ”
"I'll come here every day in the future, are you afraid?" Xia Jingjing's words were provocative.
Lai Hao: "Welcome." ”
"This answer is too professional and not at all distracting." Xia Jingjing glared at him with disgust.
She thinks she can see through all kinds of little fresh meat, but she can't understand the sometimes cold and sometimes bewitching big boy in front of her.
At this age, he is both a chef and a bartender, subverting the perception of the little queen of nightclubs, and only feels that this boy hides countless skills, and also hides unknown things, and he is more and more incomprehensible.
Xia Jingjing took retreat as advance, and complained: "Wood, it's really boring to chat with you." I'm hungry and go cook me a bowl of noodles. ”
Lai Hao beckoned Sister Lulu over and said, "Order a takeaway noodle for this guest." ”
"I don't want to eat takeout!" Xia Jingjing drank a few glasses tonight, and screamed under the influence of alcohol: "Little master China, I want you to cook it yourself, now, immediately!" ”
Open the door to do business, and it is inevitable to encounter tricky customers.
Customers like Xia Jingjing who come to the bar to eat noodles really make people unable to complain.
Her yelling immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the store.
Sister Lulu was stunned in place, very distressed by Lai Hao.
She didn't have to think about it to know that Lai Hao must have been ordered by Brother Dahao to receive this tricky Bai Fumei tonight.
"Mr. Xia, dissipate your anger." Brother Dahao hurriedly ran over and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia, the kitchen in my bar makes fruit plate pastries, no noodles, why don't I ask someone to bring you some supper?" ”
"You go away!" Miss Xia Jingjing's temper couldn't be controlled as soon as she came up, which attracted more people in the store to look lively, and she stared at Lai Hao intently: "Little master, since you have a back kitchen, you have no problem cooking bowls of noodles, right?" ”
"There is no material." Lai Hao said coldly.
Xia Jingjing was angry: "I don't care, I want you to eat it for me!" ”
As soon as these words came out, the bar exploded.
Some of the female guests exchanged their heads and scolded the vixen for being shameless.
There were a few male guests who were not strong enough, and they were shameful on the spot.
They can't wait to possess Laihao's body, and give that bewitching Bai Fumei to eat below......
"Mr. Xia, don't make trouble, go to my store to eat tomorrow." Su Yuyan came over to play the round.
"It's all you!" Mr. Xia, who drank the wine, didn't recognize it, and said loudly: "I ate the noodles in your store at noon, and I have no appetite for anything else at night, and now I want to eat your family's special noodles!" ”
Su Yuyan felt that she was also shot while lying down, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia, Xiaohao still has to go to work, don't embarrass him." That's it, you go to my house in a while, and I'll ask Xiaohao to cook a bowl of noodles for you. ”
"I don't!" Xia Jingjing didn't buy it: "I'm going to eat it now!" ”
Before the words fell, she turned her head to stare at Yan Hao, and said domineeringly: "Mr. Yan, if you can't eat the noodles I want tonight, I won't come in the future, you can do it yourself!" ”
Brother Dahao is about to cry, this little queen of nightclubs is even more difficult to serve than rumored.
"Brother Hao, ask someone to buy small noodle materials and buy more." Lai Hao suddenly spoke.
"This ......" Brother Dahao seriously doubted Lai Hao's cooking level, the reason why he and Lulu didn't go to the five hundred bowls of small noodle restaurant was that they were worried that they would eat dark food, and everyone would be embarrassed at that time, so it was better not to go.
"Just go, it'll be fine."
Lai Hao smiled, looking in a good mood.
After Mr. Xia's trouble, he suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to advertise the small noodle restaurant.
If all goes well, the guests in the bar can become the customers of the 500 bowls of noodles.
"Boss Yan, you don't have to go, I'll prepare the materials." Su Yuyan also captured the business opportunity, her beautiful eyes flashed with golden light, and she immediately took Yu Fatzi out to purchase ingredients.
The tense atmosphere gradually eased.
Looking at the lively guests, there is no way to calm down.
"Running to the bar to eat noodles, is this woman crazy?"
"Listening to her tone, that small noodle seems to be delicious."
"This person is a trust, could it be that he is hyping up that noodle restaurant?"
"It's hard to say, I really can't see that Brother Xiao Hao can cook noodles, I'm looking forward to it."
"Let's see the situation first, if that small noodle is delicious, I'll have a bowl too."
The guests talked about it in twos and threes, and although some people suspected that Xia was always to, they still couldn't resist their curiosity.
Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of a turbocharged engine at the door.
Generally, the ones that can make this sound are sports cars that burn bags.
The few parking spaces outside the bar were filled up in an instant, and those cars not only attracted the attention of passers-by, but also the customers in the bar. The four cars that had just stopped, one was a Porsche Cayenne, one was a Hummer H2, one was a Lexus RCF, and the last one was a Maserati GT.
Four cars, a total of twelve men and women, swarmed into the Flying Up Bar.
As soon as this group of cars was very bluffing and the aura was also very bluffing, the bar was immediately lively.
"Mr. Yan, I called you, it's not enough for me to call a few more cars." Mr. Xia spoke.
"Thank you, Mr. Xia, you are my savior!" Brother Dahao was so excited that his face was red, people with different identities and different circles of friends, and the four cars of people called by Mr. Xia were all big customers he longed for.
Xia Jingjing stood up and said lazily: "Let's go, I'll introduce you to this group of night owls." ”