8 Waiting for you at the door of the bar
Carpenters and rebar workers are paid, and most of them go shopping, and when they come back, they carry new clothes. They all live on one floor, and at night, they go to the bar for a drink, and their dormitories are empty. The employees of the concrete team were all staying in the dormitory, Zhang Ming had no money, so he sold twenty people at a fifty percent discount on his meal tickets, and came to find Fang Qiang to go to the bar, but Fang Qiang shook his head and didn't go, he went by himself.
The lights flickered outside, the streets were full of people, the sounds of shouting and singing were noisy, and he stood on the balcony and looked at the pedestrians below. I heard that the life-saving benefactor is not good, but today other bosses have paid salaries, and he also suspects that it will be difficult to protect himself if he continues like this, let alone earn money to support half the sky for the girl he loves. He thinks about the future, there must be a future, but the future is at that intersection, I really can't touch it. I learned a little car knowledge, if I learned something useful, then I had to devote myself to the car maintenance career, the theory has not been transformed into the actual maintenance ability, who will want to themselves.
After twelve o'clock, the dormitory employees returned one after another, and they all watched the show, but they were all erotic dances. Zhang Ming also came back, and when he came back, he talked to Fang Qiang, but Fang Qiang had already gone to find Love, which he didn't know.
Fang Qiang had been waiting at the door of the bar, walking around. The bar girl also started to get off work, and came out with her bag, talking and laughing. A drunkard was still scolding angrily, "Fuck me, just touch me*, and the dirty hand touched me underneath." An old wine girl continued, "The miscellaneous man made me even more uncomfortable, and touched the hair under me, but also touched the inside, and now it seems that I have eaten spicy seeds." He listened and looked up at the wine girl, who was already a middle-aged woman, and her appearance was already half haggard. He also understands that if the young and beautiful has a high click rate, then she will naturally accommodate the man's behavior. He said to himself in his heart that money is a good thing, and you can stretch your hand longer.
The bar people came out again and again, and probably the excitement had dissipated. He looked carefully at the woman who came out, and she came out with their sisters, and walked up on her own initiative, shouting and loving. Zhong Qing stopped and looked at himself with a smile, and the two women smiled first and said, "Oh, your boyfriend picked you up, you go along." He nodded, took his hand and said, "Let's have supper." He had no money of his own, and how embarrassed it was for her to pay for it, although he was a little hungry and could hold back, he said, "I won't go, you will go to sleep when you have finished eating." He gave him a hug and said, "Well, you go to bed too." The two women shouted, "I want your boyfriend to have a treat, and you send him away." Zhong Qing said, "Then let him have a treat next time, okay?" Fang Qiang said embarrassedly, "That's good." The two wine girls said, "Men have to count when they speak." He said yes, "Yes." Then he turned around and walked back, saying to himself in his heart, aren't you embarrassed for me. After walking more than a dozen steps and looking back, he saw that love was also looking back, he waved his hand and walked away, thinking that he was looking for money here.