Chapter 910 Long Blessed Ancestor (26)
As the elevator goes down, there is a slight feeling of weightlessness.
Zhou Ye's eyes fell squarely on the man, looking at the constantly beating numbers, and seeing that he had no intention of pressing them, he had an idea in his mind.
"Are you going to lose two too?"
The man looked at her, his eyes still light and calm, and then nodded slightly.
Zhou Ye nodded and looked at the time.
5:40 p.m.
There is only one bar in Minus Er, and that's where she works. There won't be any customers here before the bar's opening hours.
If you are not a guest, you are here to work.
At this time, Zhou Ye suddenly remembered that the bar owner mentioned something yesterday that a new "young master" had been hired recently.
It is inevitable that there will be some rich women with high consumption levels in the bar. Drinking with a group of people is not interesting. At this time, if a good-looking young man with a good figure sits next to him, the monotonous activity of drinking will be much more interesting.
At this time, the "young master" took these rich women to play games and drank more wine with them. After drinking happily, the card of one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand can still be used up.
These are all tricks used to sell alcohol in bars, and their success rate is directly proportional to the emotional intelligence and appearance of those "young masters".
Zhou Ye just thought about it, and then looked at the man's face, which became more and more attractive. Finally, she frowned.
Neither of them said anything. The elevator stopped and reached the second floor.
Opposite the elevator is the main entrance of the bar, which is now shining with light green light and silent.
There were two men in suits standing outside the door. When they saw Zhou Ye coming out, they hurriedly greeted him.
"Sister, sister, you are here."
Zhou Ye nodded, and just as he was about to go in, he suddenly remembered that there was someone behind him, so he turned around again.
"Zhang Ping should be backstage now, and I'm going to go there too, let's come together." The man stood outside. Listening to Zhou Ye's words, although he didn't know anything about the words "Zhang Ping" and "backstage", " The word "together" suited him exactly.
"Hey sister, who is this?"
Zhou Ye didn't say anything and went in directly.
The man followed behind, watching Zhou Ye walk in, and then looked at the automatically closing door in front of him. Then he slowly stretched out his hand, and saw the glass door slowly opening in front of him again. The man nodded slightly, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. Clearly.
People coming and going along the way greeted Zhou Ye warmly, and Zhou Ye nodded, like a leader who came to inspect the company.
The man paced behind him, one hand behind his back and one hand leaning slightly in front of him. He had a pleasant and elegant temperament, which was incompatible with the entire feasting and feasting environment.
Many people's eyes followed him.
Zhou Ye took him to the back office, where the boss Zhang Ping, who was wearing a sexy red suit and black suit pants, was counting the newly purchased goods.
"Zhou Ye, here we come."
Zhou Ye threw the bag on the sofa, picked up an orange from the fruit plate on the table in front of him, peeled it off, and stuffed the three petals into his mouth.
Zhang Ping turned around and caught a glimpse of the figure standing at the door.
For a moment, his eyes lit up, he walked up to him in two steps and asked softly.
"Young man, what do you do?"
Zhou Ye looked at the two of them, her mouth filled with oranges, and her red lips were moistened with orange juice, making them look shiny.
The man stared at her lips. When he heard Zhang Ping talking to him, he nodded slightly and lowered his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
He doesn't speak.
His temperament became cold and noble. Zhang Ping felt like he was a god enshrined in a silver palace. Standing here, he felt a little defiled.
(End of chapter)