Su Ziyue said, gave up her position to Zhang Lang, and let him enter the bar to bartend.

When talking, Su Ziyue and Zhang Lang were very close and looked very intimate.

Seeing Zhang Lang and Su Ziyue so close, Su Shichen felt that he was about to go crazy.

He felt that he had to do something, and if he didn't do anything, Su Shichen felt that he would go crazy and die.

This little boy named Zhang Lang is really hateful.

He has pursued Su Ziyue for so long, and Su Ziyue has not looked at herself directly, at most, she has drunk the cocktail she has concocted.

"Ziyue, don't you look at how old a child this is? How can such a little kid make cocktails? It's a joke at best. "Su Shichen was very sinister when he spoke.

He didn't want Su Ziyue to have a good impression of Zhang Lang, in that case, all the plans he made when he came to the Crescent Moon Cafe would be wasted.

After this bar, in fact, many people know that the real boss is Su Ziyue.

If you get Su Ziyue, it is equivalent to getting this bar.

"Su Shichen, don't call me so affectionate, if you can, I hope you put on a correct posture to call me boss, and don't slander people before a person has done something. Little handsome guy, it's good for you to say it. Su Ziyue unceremoniously criticized Su Shichen.

In Su Ziyue's view, Su Shichen's approach was undoubtedly to let himself lose guests.

Of course, how could a shrewd woman like Su Ziyue not know Su Shichen's good impression of herself?

It's just that Su Ziyue has her own thoughts in her heart, and she won't show them easily.

If it weren't for that, Su Ziyue wouldn't have turned the bartender in the province, Su Shichen, around.

As he spoke, many people on the second floor looked at the bar.

There are people who are playing billiards, and there are people who are just drinking quietly.

This second floor is both a billiard hall and a bar, and the most important thing is this kind of jealousy.

This kind of thing is the most interesting, and it is also the most popular thing in the bar.

Su Shichen was so choked by Su Ziyue that he couldn't speak, but he just liked Su Ziyue's strength.

Looking at the heroic Su Ziyue, Su Shichen gritted his teeth: "Sooner or later, you Su Ziyue will be put on bed by me!" I'm making you so crazy! ”

Of course, Su Shichen's thoughts are naturally only in his heart, and he will not really show it when he says this.

If he did, most of the people at the bar would think he was a pervert.

Although Su Ziyue was lukewarm to herself, she seemed to be very enthusiastic about Zhang Lang, which made Su Shichen very unhappy, but he didn't believe it, a half-old child could really jump out of the cocktail.

Su Shichen was stirred up by Zhang Lang, and he lost his mind a little.

You must know that it has been half a year since I came to this Crescent Moon Cafe, and in this half year, Su Shichen has seen all kinds of rich and handsome, either rich second generation, or official second generation, launching all kinds of fierce offensives against Su Ziyue.

But Su Ziyue is always not salty.

Today, why does Su Ziyue have a blue eye on Zhang Lang, as if she is her younger brother!

No, Su Ziyue can't have a younger brother, so Su Ziyue sees Zhang Lang as a boyfriend?

Damn it!

Su Shichen was crazy, but now he sneered in his heart, just now Su Ziyue also gave Zhang Lang a big problem, he felt 100% that even if Zhang Lang could mix some simple cocktails, he definitely didn't know what kind of cocktail Su Ziyue liked, or rather, what kind of cocktail was suitable.

In this case, Zhang Lang will be hated by Su Ziyue again, maybe he is thinking too much......

Zhang Lang didn't expect that Su Ziyue's charm would be so great.

Some small laughter actually attracted the attention of everyone on the second floor.

Everyone seems to be looking forward to what kind of cocktail they will make.

These gazes include curiosity, anticipation, contempt, even disgust, and schadenfreude.

Among them, the source of the gloating gaze, Zhang Lang found that it was Su Shichen.

Zhang Lang glanced at Su Ziyue deeply, and then said unhurriedly: "A mature and beautiful beauty like my sister should of course drink the Metropolitan cocktail." ”

"How is that possible!" Su Shichen secretly wondered if he had seen a ghost today?

How could Zhang Lang guess what kind of wine Su Ziyue liked to drink?

It's as magical as if you guessed the winning numbers.

Zhang Lang really didn't guess wrong, Su Ziyue usually likes this cocktail very much, so she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and then nodded lightly: "Okay, then trouble the little handsome guy to give me a glass of Metropolis." ”

When Su Ziyue looked at Zhang Lang, she originally just liked a teenager, and she just liked Zhang Lang's slightly youthful shy temperament, but after hearing Zhang Lang's words, Su Ziyue no longer thought like this.

This teenager is not an ordinary teenager, and he can guess what he likes.

Zhang Lang: This is not a blind guess.

Made with cranberry juice, orange peel liqueur and lemon juice with a dash of vodka, the Cosmopolitan is not complicated to make, but it has a good taste and a low alcohol content, making it really perfect for women. This cocktail is actually what my cousin likes to drink, and Zhang Lang feels that the woman in front of him should have a similar experience to his cousin.

They are all young, but they are already bosses, and there are some mature women's unique temperament, Metropolis cocktails, which are the most suitable.

Seeing Su Shichen's previous difficulties with him, Zhang Lang intended to show his hand.

After all, slapping the face, you have to hit hard to have a good effect.

At that moment, Zhang Lang immediately came to the bar, quickly found out several ingredients needed for the Cosmopolitan cocktail, and skillfully mixed them.

Looking at Zhang Lang's skillful gestures and bartending movements, Su Ziyue couldn't help but nod secretly in her heart, knowing that this young man not only had a set of speculative psychology, but also did have a set of bartending.

Su Shichen was a little dumbfounded, is it really a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child's son?

How do you think that this child's movements are more proficient than when he deployed the metropolis?

Zhang Lang pushed the prepared Metropolis cocktail in front of Su Ziyue, showed an innocent smile unique to a teenager, and said, "Beautiful sister, please." ”

Looking at Zhang Lang, Su Ziyue smiled slightly.

The red metropolis, in front of everyone, was a little dazzling, and everyone was looking forward to what Su Ziyue's reaction would be after drinking this glass of wine.

Everyone knows how tricky the mouth of this boss who occasionally pretends to be a waiter is.

In this bar, Su Ziyue rarely drinks alcohol.

It's not that she doesn't want to drink, but because in the words of Su Ziyue herself, she doesn't like and vulgar wine.

To put it simply, this person's mouth is very tight.

Su Ziyue picked up the goblet and took a sip lightly, looking at Zhang Lang: "Little handsome guy, it tastes good."

I don't know whether Su Ziyue said that the cocktail she made tasted good, or that she tasted good.

In short, after listening to it, Zhang Lang felt very comfortable.

Wow -

The Crescent Cafe exploded.

People can't imagine that the proprietress of the Crescent Cafe would say to a person that he made a good wine.

Zhang Lang looked at the boiling crowd and was slightly overwhelmed.

Did you do something remarkable?

After all, Zhang Lang rarely came to the café, he was just a student, so he didn't know what happened in the café.

What Zhang Lang really cares about now is Su Shichen's face - there is no good face when he thinks about it.

Sure enough, when Zhang Lang looked at Su Shichen, this guy's face was gloomy, as if he had eaten dog shit, and his face was yellow and black.

"Hey, hey." Zhang Lang was secretly refreshed.

What made him even more happy was that he actually saw Su Shichen drink a half-mixed cocktail.

There is no need to guess, Zhang Lang knows that it must be a metropolitan cocktail.

This Su Shichen, when everyone is not paying attention, must want to mix a wine that is the same as the cocktail he has blended to make everyone comment.

But Su Shichen definitely didn't expect that he would be appreciated by their boss.

As for why Su Shichen immediately admitted defeat after hearing Su Ziyue's appreciation of himself, Zhang Lang was somewhat incomprehensible.

Could it be that Su Ziyue is a very strict person, and she rarely praises people, if she is praised, then congratulations, have you already entered the house?

However, after defeating Su Shichen, Zhang Lang definitely did not let go of this opportunity to beat the water dog, so he said casually, "That uncle next to you, weren't you also deploying the metropolis just now?" How did I drink it by myself - and it seems to be a metropolis that has not been blended. ”

After listening to Zhang Lang's words, all the attention of the whole bar was on Su Shichen.

"Gee, yes, this guy did drink half of the cocktail."

"Damn, this person won't be unable to lose face."

"I didn't expect Su Shichen's bartender to be such a person, and he couldn't afford to lose."

"Su Shichen was sarcastic about this kid just now, but he was slapped in the face, he really deserved it."

Everyone was talking, anyway, there was no good talk about Su Shichen.

"You ......" Su Shichen didn't expect Zhang Lang to be so "insidious", and he went around the bend to get himself in, but he didn't expect that just Zhang Lang's words would make him the target of public criticism.

This was really unexpected by Su Shichen.

Su Ziyue squinted her eyes, watching the development of things as if she was a bystander, and then she realized that this child is not simple.

"Little handsome guy, my name is Su Ziyue, Su from Suzhou, Ziyue from Purple Moon." Su Ziyue stretched out her hand to Zhang Lang and introduced herself.

"Zhang Lang, Zhang who opened the bow and didn't look back, Lang who desperately tried to do it." Zhang Lang shook hands.

I didn't expect that a mature woman's hands would be so delicate.

After Zhang Lang held Su Ziyue's hand, he was a little reluctant to put it down.

Seeing that Zhang Lang seemed to be a young man who was just starting to fall in love at this time, Su Ziyue chuckled and changed the topic, "Zhang Lang, little handsome guy, do you want to go and work in my café?" ”