To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please go to m.zhulang to read the latest content. This is the time for lunch at the hotel restaurant. I saw a middle-aged man walking into the restaurant with a young woman in his arms, and after taking a seat in a private room, he hurriedly called the waiter to help order. And when they finished ordering, they ordered two cocktails called Pink Girl.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, took the menu printed with drinks on the table, and said to the middle-aged man, "I'm sorry sir, this restaurant doesn't have this cocktail called Pink Lady as you said." ”

"Nonsense! I drank this wine in your restaurant last night, and because it feels good, I came here today to try it again. As a result, you told me no, how is this possible? If not, then where did those two glasses of wine come from yesterday? ”

"Oh, yes." The woman next to her seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to the waiter in front of her, "Is there a new foreign bartender hired in the bar of your restaurant?" It is said that the cocktail we drank yesterday called the Pink Lady was made by this foreign bartender. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, "That waiter seems to have said so yesterday." ”

"But we don't have any foreign bartenders in our restaurant, so sir, are you mistaken?"

The man slapped the table with his hand in some annoyance and scolded the waiter, "How do you speak? Hey, I said you're new here, if you don't know, you can come here and save us time here. ”

At this time, the waiter's eyes rolled a few times, and then he smiled at the middle-aged man: "Sorry sir, I really haven't been here for a long time, so I'll ask you about the wine in a while." Also, is there anything else you need? ”

The middle-aged man glared at the waiter fiercely, then waved his hand at him.

After leaving the private room, the waiter immediately came to the restaurant manager's office and told him exactly what had just happened. After hearing this, the restaurant manager pondered for a moment and then said to him: "Ask the bar to mix two glasses of Pink Lady and send them in." ”

"Okay, I'll go now."

As soon as the waiter walked out of the office, the restaurant manager picked up the phone on the table and expertly dialed a set of numbers on the keypad.

And when the waiter put two cups of pink liquid in front of the man and woman in the private room, the middle-aged man stopped doing it at that time and shouted at the waiter: "Do you think Lao Tzu is a hillbilly who has never seen the world, and he actually fooled me with the pink beauty." As he spoke, he picked up the pink beauty in front of him, and splashed his hand directly on the waiter's face. Lao Tzu wants a pink girl, go and bring it to Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will not give a penny for the meal and the house. ”

"Sorry sir, maybe the bar made a mistake. Wait a minute, I'll ask the bar to make you two more glasses. ”

The waiter went out the door, only to see the restaurant manager standing outside the door. "Manager ......"

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I know it all." The restaurant manager quietly stuffed the waiter with two small paper bags. "You go to the bar and make two pink drinks, and then add some spices to them."

"yes, I see."

It wasn't until the waiter placed two glasses of pink liquid in front of them for the second time that the men and women's brows furrowed. But when the man put the glass of pink liquid in front of him under his nose and sniffed it, his brow furrowed again. "It doesn't smell right, it doesn't seem like the one we drank yesterday."

"yes, I'll try it." The woman took a sip from her glass. "Oh my God, why is it so sour? Is this Pink Girl? ”

"Yes, it's ......"

"No, it's not at all." The door to the private room opened, and two strange men walked in from the outside, each with a glass of pink liquid in their hands. "Sir, this is the real Pink Girl." One of the strange men put the cup of pink liquid in his hand in front of the middle-aged man. Another strange man put the cup of pink liquid in his hand in front of the woman.

The middle-aged man picked up the wine glass and put it under his nose and sniffed it. "yes, that's the smell."

The woman picked up her glass and drank it all without hesitation. "It's delicious, this is the real Pink Girl."

Seeing this, the waiter opened the door with a black face and walked out. As if they hadn't seen it, the two strange men pulled a chair from the side and sat at the table, chatting with the middle-aged man and the woman.

"What do you call big brother, where did you get rich?"

"My surname is Hong, and I am in the timber business, so everyone calls me Lao Mahogany. What do you call it, brother? ”

"Me? Just call me a monkey. Don't you see that I'm so skinny, don't I look like a monkey? ”

"Hehehehe." There was a woman's lewd laughter from the side. "Dry and thin, it looks like a monkey."

"Hey, isn't that impossible. Born with nothing, you don't grow meat when you eat anything. ”

"Then your name is Monkey, what is his name? Peaches? ”

"Big sister, I'm not called Peach, I'm called Rabbit."

"What, big sister? Am I that old? ”

Just as the four of them were talking and laughing, the door of the private room was opened. The waiter walked in and said to the monkey and the rabbit, "Two gentlemen, there is a lady who would like you to come and sit down." ”

The monkey and the rabbit looked at each other, and then said to the old mahogany and the woman, "I'm sorry, or else...... We'll have a chance to talk about it later? ”

"Okay, but ...... Can you sell us some wine, the Pink Lady? ”

"How can you say it's sold? Come big brother and take it, let's make friends. As he spoke, the monkey took out four small white paper packets from his pocket and handed them to the old mahogany.

Old Mahogany took it with a smile, but when the monkeys walked out of the private room, he suddenly chased after him as if he remembered something. "Hey, Brother Monkey, give me your phone number."

But the monkeys were already on the elevator, and the doors were slowly closing. In the end, only the old mahogany remained, standing outside the elevator door and stomping his feet. "Hey, why did I forget to ask them for a phone number in the private room just now? What if I finish all four packets? No, I'll have to give them their phone number. Old Redwood looked at the display by the elevator door. I saw that the numbers on the display kept changing, and finally stopped for a while on a certain number. And the floor represented by this number is the top floor of this hotel. To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please go to m.zhulang to read the latest content.