I, strive for the prosperity of the motherland! 【system】

Su Xing and Tang Wu strolled leisurely and tried some roadside snacks.

After walking for about twenty minutes, they arrived at a famous bar near Sifang Street.

Tang Wu brought Su Xing in.

At this time, the bar was already very lively.

Su Xing looked around nervously and curiously, following Tang Wu closely.

The two chose a seat and sat down, and soon a waiter came over with the drink menu.

Tang Wu asked Su Xing, "What would you like to drink?"

Su Xing said: "I'm fine with everything, you order, sister."

Tang Wu ordered a bottle of red wine, a fruit plate, and some snacks.

There is a singer on the stage singing a folk song which is currently very popular in Lijiang.

Many of the guests in the audience were clapping to the rhythm.

It was Su Xing’s first time experiencing such an atmosphere, and he felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, where everything he saw was new and interesting.

Soon, everything they ordered arrived.

The waiter opened their glasses of wine and poured them into decanters.

The two of them didn't rush to drink, but started eating some fruit.

A few minutes later, another waiter came over with a tray containing two cocktails.

"This is the wine that the guest over there ordered for the two young ladies."

The waiter pointed to a table diagonally behind them.

Su Xing subconsciously glanced over and saw several men sitting at that table.

When they saw her looking over, two of the men smiled and raised their glasses to her.

Su Xing immediately withdrew his gaze.

Tang Wu didn't even look over there. She didn't want to know who sent the wine. She just said to the waiter calmly, "Thank them for me. However, we ordered wine and don't want to mix them. Please return the two glasses of wine to the other party."

"Okay lady."

The waiter agreed and left with the tray.

Tang Wu said to Su Xing, "In a place like a bar, it's easy for girls to be offered drinks by strangers. If you don't want to drink, just politely refuse. Don't force yourself to accept it just because you're embarrassed to refuse. Once you accept it, the other party will most likely come over to chat with you, which is very troublesome."

Su Xing nodded and said seriously: "I understand."

When Tang Wu saw how well-behaved and obedient Su Xing was, she inexplicably felt like she had kidnapped a good child to do something bad.

She felt a little amused, so she reached out and poured two glasses of red wine and raised them to Su Xing.

Su Xing also picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Tang Wu.

The two sisters raised their heads and drank half a cup each.

After a while, another waiter came over with a dozen craft beers, also saying that one of the guests was giving them these.

Tang Wu still refused with the same excuse.

They didn't care about it.

The man who was refused the drink was very upset, especially when some of his friends at the table were making a fuss, which made him even more angry.

He asked the waiter with a sullen face, "What kind of drinks did they order?"

The waiter uttered the name of a wine, paused, and added: "The most expensive red wine on our wine list."

man:"……"

His original plan was: since they said they didn't want to mix drinks, he would order the same drink they were drinking and send it over.

Now it sounds a bit too expensive.

It's just to chat up two women. It's not worth it to order such expensive wine, which may not be rewarded.

"Lao Wang, you're not reluctant to let go, are you?" another man at the table teased with a smile.

The man called "Lao Wang" waved his hands, "What are you talking about? It's not that I'm stingy, the girl refused to be given wine, and as men, we have to be a gentleman. If we continue to be entangled, it will be annoying."

Su Xing and Tang Wu didn't notice what happened over there.

Tang Wu waved to the waiter, asked for a song card, ordered a song, paid the song fee, and gave the waiter a tip.

The waiter smiled with his eyes curved.

After the singer finished singing the song she ordered, Tang Wu thought he sang very well and gave him another stack of red bills as a reward.

The singer was very happy. He announced the table number, thanked them for being at the table, and sang another song for them.

Originally, there were customers who wanted to send fruit plates and drinks to Tang Wu, Su Xing and their table, hoping to see if they could strike up a conversation with them.

Seeing how generous they were, they all gave up the idea.

Most people understand that it is useless to give food and drinks to such rich women. Unless you are extremely handsome and charming, they may even look at you. Otherwise, don't make yourself uncomfortable.

Tang Wu and Su Xing's side became quiet.

The two of them were finally able to relax, drink some wine, watch the performances on stage, and feel the noisy and romantic atmosphere in the bar.

However, Su Xing's eyes would occasionally glance towards a drinking table not far away.

The guests at that table came in about half an hour later than her and Tang Wu. There were seven or eight of them. They ordered a lot of beer and were drinking together.

The reason why Su Xing kept paying attention to that place was because the three girls at that table didn't look very old, probably around seventeen or eighteen years old.

Some of those men looked to be in their thirties.

"what happened?"

Tang Wu noticed that Su Xing's expression was not right and couldn't help but ask.

Su Xing pointed to the table next to him with his chin and whispered, "It feels a little weird."

Tang Wu followed Su Xing's gesture and looked over. After a moment, she turned back and said, "It's a bit strange, but in a public place, nothing should happen for the time being."

The two did not go over to interfere with others, but continued drinking and watching the show.

At this time, a man wearing a national vest and with semi-long hair came on the stage and sang a folk song with ethnic minority characteristics.

Su Xing didn't understand what he was singing, but he felt the tune was quite nice.

Tang Wu said: "He is Chu Han's Lisu husband, named A Deng."

Su Xing said: "Ah? That's him."

When they came in the morning, Chu Han's husband was not there and Su Xing did not see him. Tang Wu had seen him when she came here before.

Su Xing carefully looked at the singer on the stage and commented, "She sings very well, but she looks a little dark..."

It should be said that he is dark and thin.

Chu Han is very fair and has a slightly plump figure. The couple are quite contrasting.

Tang Wu laughed, "They complement each other in every way. Chu Han is warm and generous, while her husband is a bit reserved."

"That's it."

She felt that it was quite rare for an introverted person to be able to adapt to the working environment here.

After singing a song, A Deng on the stage stepped down and suddenly walked towards this side.

When he passed by the table where Tang Wu and Su Xing were sitting, he was stunned at first, obviously recognizing Tang Wu.

He nodded at Tang Wu.

Tang Wu also nodded slightly at the other party.

Ah Deng walked past their table and stopped at the table that Su Xing had been paying attention to.

He said to a dark, strong, bearded man, "Damn, you just came back from leading a tour group, you must be very tired, right? My guests have been tired for several days, let them go back to the inn and rest early."

The bearded man laughed and said, "We are all young people with plenty of energy. How can we be so tired? The three sisters have been getting along well with us these past few days. We are good friends now. Let's have some fun together. Don't worry about them."

Another man next to him muttered, "Mind your own business."

A girl at their table also said, "Boss, don't worry, we'll come back and cut it soon."

She spoke in a distinctly Trumpian voice.

Ah Deng didn't say anything else. He glanced at the men at the table and turned away.

Su Xing glanced at the bearded man and wondered: Is Nima a name? It sounds a bit like an insult...

Tang Wu guessed Su Xing's doubts and explained to her in a low voice, "'Nima' means sun in Tibetan and is often used as a name."

Su Xing nodded: "I see..."