Chapter 17: Merry Bogo 2

As soon as I walked into the Haitian Bar, another waiter immediately ran towards me: "Oh, Brother Bo, you're here." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Well, I'm coming." I nodded, and then asked, "Are there many little cuties in this bar today?" ”

In fact, when I came in, I could sweep every corner of this bar at a glance, and if there were any beautiful women, I still don't know? But I'm a rich man now, so I have to have a high status.

"More, more, you wait first, with Brother Bo's charm, it won't take long for the surrounding beauties to be immediately attracted by Brother Bo's charm." The waiter patted me on the back and said.

"Well, I love to hear that." I said to the waiter.

"Haha Brother Bo, please come in."

The waiter greeted me to a table with a smile: "Brother Bo, you sit down first, and the wine will be brought to you immediately." ”

Every time I come to this bar, the drink is a brand, 3L Hennessy, this is the wine I drink every time I enter this bar, the price is 4500, I don't know what the price is elsewhere, I only know that it is this price in Huidu.

Since I drink this drink every time I come, the waiter didn't ask and just served it to me.

"Hurry up." I said to the waiter.

"Okay, it's not even a minute, Brother Bo, wait a minute."

After the waiter finished speaking, he immediately trotted to the bar.

Grandma's, being rich is cool, it's enjoyable, as long as you have money, wherever you go, you're a grandfather, and others are grandchildren in your eyes. As long as you have money, you can get a girl wherever you go, and now this is society. Although money is something outside the body, it is not brought to life and not brought to death, but there is no money to live, there is no money to live, there is no money to die, it is a nest, it is estimated that if you have no fucking money, you will not have a decent coffin and a decent shroud when you die.

I glanced at the people sitting in the bar again, business was really not very good today, there were not many people in the bar at all, it seemed that there were no eyebrows in the right eyes today.

At this time, the waiter had already walked over with a bottle of 3L Hennessy: "Bogo, the wine is here." ”

He came to my table, opened the wine for me, poured a glass, and handed it to me: "Come to Bogotor for a drink." “

This guy, waiting, almost fed me, cut! Lao Tzu doesn't need you to feed it, Lao Tzu is not a child anymore, and besides, you are not a beauty, if you are a beauty, I may let you feed me.

I reached for my glass and said, "Well, you're doing a good job." ”

Taking the glass, I took a sip, then put it back on the table, and began to look at the woman in the bar again.

Just as I was looking at the beautiful women in the bar, I noticed that the waiter was still looking at me, "Fuck you, what are you looking at?"

"Aren't you going to get busy?" I asked, turning my head.

"Busy,"

"Then you're not going?"

"Oh oh, this goes, this goes."

I'm sick, I'm not a woman, you see what I'm doing.

I didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the woman in the bar again, grass, he was still staring at me.

"What are you looking at?" I want to get angry, asked.

"Brother Bo, how is my service today."

"It's okay, what's wrong?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard it, it turned out that this guy wanted a tip, damn it, he was so thick-skinned.

Without waiting for the waiter to speak, I took out a red ticket from my pocket and handed it to him.

He smiled and took the red ticket I handed over, and then touched it with his hand, as if he was distinguishing the real from the fake, fuck, will Lao Tzu spend more money.

"Thank you, Brother Bo, thank you, Brother Bo, you drink slowly."

After the waiter finished speaking, he turned around and left with a smile, uncle, where are you serving me, obviously you are serving for money, I won't tip you next time, damn, take the money and leave, I'll rely on it.