059 I'm just going to treat you to a late-night snack

Han Mo said that day, even if I begged him on my knees, he would never look at me again.

I never knew where Han Mo got so much confidence that I would go back and kneel and beg him.

I didn't know until I was trampled under my feet again that I knew why Han Mo would say something like that.

I didn't find it difficult to live as a resident singer for more than a month, except that I always had to find a way to escape from the evening lessons.

But in the past few days, I have gradually felt that something is wrong, fewer and fewer people come to the bar, and I get less and less tips on stage.

None of this is a problem, after all, I don't really live on their tips.

The real problem is that there are always few people, but the person in the third box on the right has been there for a week, and I don't know the rest of the time, but if I'm there, I'll be there.

My boss talked to me once and said that if I continued like this, I would be fired.

Although I don't know what it has to do with me that there are fewer and fewer people in this bar, I am not the one who is the boss, I am just the one who reaches for the money, and I can only eat this dead cat without saying a word.

I knew I couldn't escape being fired in the end, so I had to find another one.

When Zhao Miao found out that I was looking for a bar again, she felt that something was wrong and asked me what was going on.

I didn't tell the truth, saying that the salary was too low, and I wanted to find one with a higher salary.

I don't know if Zhao Miao believes it or not, but she didn't continue to ask.

Generally speaking, the bar singer sings for two hours, two hundred to three hundred a night.

But I sang for four hours, from half past seven to half past eleven, and there were only three hundred and five in one night.

The salary is indeed low, but there is no way, who made me lack money, and this place is relatively close, so I don't want to look for it anymore.

If I had known I could meet acquaintances in this bar, I wouldn't have been so lazy in the first place.

As I thought, I was told the day before yesterday that there were fewer and fewer people in the bar, and this day I was told that we couldn't continue to cooperate.

I've also found a good home, and if I can't cooperate, I can't cooperate.

After working for a month and a half, the boss also had a conscience and paid me an extra three days' salary.

"Fu Yao, I don't know what's going on, I'm complaining about you, and I really can't do anything."

Are you complaining about me?

It seems that this problem is really on me, but I have already decided to leave, and I don't want to worry about it, so I reached out and shook hands with the boss: "It's okay, it's me who is not very good, Brother Li has troubled you during this time."

"I think you sing very well, but I don't know why I don't like to listen to it, you also saw it, there are fewer people during this time, I asked several regular customers to know, I heard that I don't like you to sing."

This is a clean bar, so unlike other bars, it is really important to sing in a live position.

Although I don't know why I can be disliked as a person who learns to sing, but forget it, some things can't be taken too seriously, obviously someone is targeting me, and I don't know how I offended people.

Pulling with Han Mo for more than half a year has worn out a lot of my sharpness, if Fu Yao was more than half a year ago, I would have to ask why, but now, I don't have the courage to bear the consequences

"Hey, beauty, are you off work?"

When I was stopped, I was flipping through my phone to call a taxi, but I didn't expect that four or five men suddenly appeared and stopped me.

I recognized one of them, the one I could see whenever I sang in that bar, and it was always the one who was in that spot.

I subconsciously felt that things were not going well, but it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, almost twelve o'clock, and there were not many people on the road at all.

I glanced down at my phone, and there were only a few people in the address book on it, and none of them made notes.

Han Mo's phone number was written down before, and it hasn't been deleted yet, and it's been almost two months, and I forgot that he was still lying in my address book.

They were all men, and there were four or five of them, and I couldn't have run even if I had to.

The only way is to find a way to let Zhao Miao call the police for me, Zhao Miao and I have long expected that there will be such a day, and we said at the beginning, if anyone dials the phone one day and doesn't say anything, remember to call the police.

Without thinking about it, I pressed Zhao Miao's phone, held the phone and smiled and took a step back: "You guys?"

The man in black in the middle stood up, he was not very tall, one meter seven, with a small thorn head, but if he looked at the people, he knew that he was one of these people who could make decisions.

The man came out to look at me, and I couldn't tell whether the expression on his face was good or bad, so I heard him speak: "Beauty, I've been paying attention to you for more than ten days, I think you should have paid attention to me too, right?"

I pursed my lips, thinking about what I could say to keep myself from offending and stalling for time.

But before I could speak, the man had already spoken before me: "My name is Wang Ying, you can call me Brother Ying, it's nothing, I just want you to have a supper with me."

Do I have the right to say no?

No.

I glanced down at the phone in my hand, and finally nodded: "I have class tomorrow, so I can't be too late."

In fact, I thought about it before I said this, Wang Ying should want to soak me, really soak me, not the kind that wants the overlord to make a bow. Of course, with a temperament like them, it is estimated that they will run out of patience, and they will also overlord the bow.

But for now, I don't think so.

I didn't tell a lie, he also did, he has been paying attention to me for more than ten days, and he knows about my situation.

Wang Ying was also refreshing: "Okay, just half an hour, I'll personally send you back."

I nodded, and didn't refuse.

I turned on the speakerphone, Zhao Miao should be able to hear this, she will watch it.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't feel at ease, and glanced at Wang Ying: "Brother Ying, my roommate has to wait for me to go back every night to confirm that I'm safe before going to sleep, I go back tonight, she will be worried, can I call her?"

Wang Ying glanced at me, and didn't embarrass me: "Okay, I just invited you to have a supper, and I don't mean anything else."

I smiled, men invite women to have supper for nothing else, is it true that I have just come out of society?

But at present, Wang Ying doesn't really want to do anything to me, and I can rest assured.

After getting his approval, I hurriedly took out my mobile phone and prepared to tell Zhao Miao.

As a result, when my eyes fell on the phone in the middle of the call, I froze.

I never thought that the phone I dialed turned out to be Han Mo's, I looked down at the phone, and I only felt that my hands were stiff.

Wang Ying in front glanced at me, I came back to my senses, pursed my lips and hung up the call to Zhao Miao.

After hanging up Zhao Miao's phone, I hurriedly deleted Han Mo's phone number, and Wang Ying in front of me was smoking, but he was not impatient.

I have to say that Han Mo really taught me how to be a person.

If it had been before, when I met someone like Wang Ying, I wouldn't have refused without thinking about it, and the result was naturally predictable.

When he was taken to have supper, Wang Ying asked the three people who followed him to eat a table by themselves, and I was at a table with him.

He sat across from me, and he didn't do anything to me, but just asked me about something.

As long as I don't move my hands and feet, I can tolerate it, although the younger brothers who follow him always watch me whistle and laugh from time to time.

I didn't hear or see, I bowed my head and silently ate the porridge in front of me.

"Okay, I said half an hour is half an hour, have you eaten well?"

When Wang Ying said this, I was really a little surprised, I ate half of the porridge, in fact, I still wanted to eat it, but compared with eating porridge when I went back, I still have the brain to distinguish which is more important.

I hurriedly put down the spoon in my hand and nodded: "Okay, thank you Brother Ying for inviting me to supper."

He smiled and raised his hand to touch his little thorn: "There is no bus now, I'll send you back."

I hurriedly refused: "Don't bother you, I'll just call Didi back, and it's not too early, Brother Ying, you can rest early."

I was quite afraid of Wang Ying just now, after all, he brought a few people, and I was alone.

But these more than half an hour let me know that Wang Ying was not as terrifying as I imagined, and I didn't panic a little when I said this.

Wang Ying looked up at me, and I smiled at him, tugging at the corners of my mouth.

After two or three seconds, he took a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Okay, I'll call you a taxi."

I knew that it would be too much if I refused again, so I could only smile and nod: "Then it's troublesome Brother Ying."

When I walked out, a bunch of people came in front of me, a bald middle-aged man wearing a mink sweater, and a woman in a leopard print leather coat stood next to him, followed by seven or eight people.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that the woman's gaze is not quite right when she looks at me.

I couldn't help frowning, and Wang Ying on the side suddenly touched me: "Fu Yao, the car has arrived."

I hurriedly retracted my gaze, pulled my hand out of Wang Ying's hand without a trace, and put it back on the bag: "Okay."

I turned my gaze away, didn't look at the group of people anymore, walked beside Wang Ying and walked to the side of the road with my head down.

I don't want to cause trouble, those people don't look like good people.

But sometimes things are always a little more complicated than I thought, and I still couldn't get there, because Wang Ying next to me was stopped.

Wang Ying called a taxi for me just now, and probably didn't pay attention to the group of people, he now raised his head to look at the middle-aged man in the lead, obviously a little surprised: "Brother Xiong?!"

As he spoke, Wang Ying had already walked over with his legs raised.

I pursed my lips and planned to sneak away, but several of Wang Ying's subordinates were staring at me, and I had no choice but to raise my legs and follow along.

The male brother glanced at me, and his eyes hit Wang Ying's body: "You woman?"

Wang Ying touched his head, but did not deny or admit it.