Imperial Golden Needle Mr. Lu

The black market quota is not easy to manage, the way He Wei is going, the easiest way to grab is the nightclub bartender.

It’s fine to have an acquaintance lead the way, but you must ensure the daily workload, at least one hour, at most... There is no upper limit, you can work as long as you want, work a lot, the salary is good, and you can’t do enough, boy, do you think this Life is a bit redundant, don't you want it?

Fortunately, the rules of nightclubs are not too big. If you come to the black market, as long as you work one hour a day, you will not be bothered about anything else.

He Wei explained for a long time, and at the end he wanted to coax: "Look, the advertisement also said that it doesn't start until eight o'clock in the evening. It's still early. We'll have time to finish the work!"

Lu Xiuyuan looked at the nightclub sign that was glowing with pink fluorescent light, every cell in his body was written with resistance.

He Wei looked at him and swallowed subconsciously.

This person is poisonous after losing weight!

The figure is elongated, the waist is thin, the legs are long and the butt is upturned, and the silhouette lines are as coquettish and coquettish as possible!The face is beautiful, the chin is sharp, it is very good-looking, but you don’t like to smile, the shirt is tied to the top, the super long eyeliner is squinted and pulled, and it follows the natural upward curve, and you can see the peach blossoms even if you don’t have peach blossoms .

Still abstinent, inexplicably very attractive peach blossom.

Even pinching the face to change the voice can't stop the beauty brought by the temperament.

For example, the frowning and troubled look now makes people want to kneel, what do you want, say, brother will buy it for you...

Mom help!

He still has a goddess to chase after, and he doesn't want to be beaten!

"……All right."

For the hard-won opportunity, Lu Xiuyuan bowed his head to the evil forces.

With one hand in his pocket, he squinted at the pink fluorescent light in front of him: "It's just a little bartender work, brother did it."

As soon as he entered the nightclub, Lu Xiuyuan was blinded by the pink eyes.

How charming is this nightclub owner? The lighting is pink, the sofa is pink, the drinks are pink, and all the bartenders are wearing pink shirts!

Pink shirts have different effects on different people.

Seventy to eighty percent of the men on the black market are men, and among the men, seventy to eighty percent are physically fit and capable of fighting, which means that among the bartenders, muscular men account for the majority.The muscular man stretched his pink shirt tightly...

Lu Xiuyuan really felt that his eyes were going to go blind.

This time, if he didn't get some more money back, he would be sorry for his tormented eyes.

"Where's the wine! I want the wine, why can't I serve it!"

The nightclub is blinding, and the guests don't give in too much, and all of them are not polite, with fierce eyes and hideous faces, as if they are about to strike at the next moment.

He Wei pulls on Lu Xiuyuan: "There is a rule in our store, that is, you can't touch your hands. The service staff must always be polite and serve with a smile. If you encounter such a customer later, you have to be careful..."

"Wine! Don't go to my store again!"

"Guest your wine."

A bartender with strong chest muscles, who was about to burst the buttons of his pink shirt, served with a smile.

He poured the wine over the heads of his guests.

"How is it? Is it delicious? Is it spicy enough? If you are satisfied, give it a good review."

The wine dripped down the head and face, dirty everywhere, embarrassing and embarrassing.

The guest obviously didn't like the drink, and raised his fist: "You fucking—"

The muscular man in the pink shirt smiled, and held the customer's fist gently and kindly: "Violence is prohibited in the store. If you need a 'special' communication, I can accompany the customer to the back alley."

The guest couldn't stand the excitement, so he went out with him.

Come back in 5 minutes.

The guest cried and turned the wallet out of his clothes and handed it all to the muscular man in the pink shirt: "The service is very good, five-star praise, I want another cup, I can wait as long as I want..."

While talking, he glanced at the muscular man with red eyes, wanting to say something.

Lu Xiuyuan & He Wei: ...

What did you do to him!

But this scene seemed to open up a new world, and Lu Xiuyuan's eyes began to look a little wrong.

It seems...he can be lazy too.

He Wei was nervous: "Brother, don't mess around!"

He gestured aside vigorously.

On the other side was a skinny bartender, the situation was reversed, it wasn't him who was bullying the customers, it was the customers who were bullying him, because he was not strong enough, he could only cry and endure.

Lu Xiuyuan understood that He Wei was reminding him not only to watch thieves eat meat, but not to see thieves being beaten. The guests here are not vegetables.

He patted his little friend on the dog's head: "Okay, I understand, you go to work."

"Then I'm really going, you have to be careful!" He Wei also wanted to finish the job quickly, so he ran to the bar and started working.

Lu Xiuyuan's figure and appearance, especially his fair skin and black hair, are very eye-catching. Before he reached the bar, he was tripped by someone with malicious intentions.

Unexpectedly, he staggered and almost fell.

Someone held his wrist and supported his waist: "Be careful."

"Thank you..." His voice was a little low. Lu Xiuyuan looked down and saw a person in a wheelchair. He paused for a moment before saying the second thank you.

Be punctual?

No, no, the face is different, and the voice is also different. He can't just think that the handsome guy in the wheelchair with his legs is that person just because of his previous impression.

He stood firm, took his hand away, and smiled: "I'll treat you to a glass of wine later."

It's not good for others to help you if you don't return the gift, but it's not a big favor-since it's in a nightclub, a glass of wine is just right.

The touch of smooth and firm skin disappeared, and the palm of the punctual hand was empty. He subconsciously twisted his fingers, and then slowly retracted: "Okay."

He glanced at Lu Xiuyuan's slender waist, and there was not much expression on his face: "The ground here is uneven, we should walk carefully and stand firmly."

These words seem to be said casually, but there seems to be some hidden meaning.

Lu Xiuyuan thought that there were many good people in this world, and smiled confidently: "It's okay, the ground is considered flat, and I can walk very steadily."

"Is that so..."

Punctual Mo's eyebrows were slanted, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be curled with a deep sea of ​​stars, as if he was looking forward to it: "Then I will wait for your wine."

Lu Xiuyuan watched the handsome guy in the wheelchair leave, found a seat, and started working as a bartender today.

"Brother, give me a glass of wine."

The person who tripped him just now spoke.

Lu Xiuyuan served with a smile: "Okay, what do you want?"

"I want your little mouth to feed it—"

The guest squinted, and at the same time, the salty hunter also reached out.

Lu Xiuyuan twisted his fingers——

A ray of golden light appeared quickly, pierced the salty pig's hand fiercely, and flew back with a whoosh.

"Aww - my hand!"

"What's wrong with the guest? Do you want another drink?"

In the black market, no matter how openly the rules are written, you still have to rely on your strength to speak. If you are good, others will obey you. If you can't do others, you deserve to be bullied.

This is not the norm in a normal friendly society, but it is simple and rude and very messy.

Lu Xiuyuan worked conscientiously, and at the same time fixed every drunk who jumped on him.

After He Wei had been busy for a while, he went back to look for his little friend, wondering if he was being bullied, and found——

Lu Xiuyuan sat on a large and clean pink sofa that was specially cleared out, his legs crossed, and he held a wine glass in his hand, leaning comfortably on the soft cushions, guarded by a group of people inside .

Someone poured him wine and served him to drink, someone brought a fruit platter, and he could eat it whenever he wanted. As for the bartender's job?

Of course someone does the errands for him!

Oh my god, where did this boss come from!

Why does it exude a domineering and heroic appearance of your father or your father!

evildoer……

He Wei sighed, turned back to look at himself who was not up to date, and said sadly, well, Xiao Weiwei, you are a human being, what can you compare with non-human beings, just be yourself.

……

Lu Xiuyuan did what he said, and treated the handsome guy in the wheelchair to a glass of wine.

Shoushi didn't know what he was thinking, he stared at the pink wine in the glass and was fascinated. He drank a little vigorously, and slowly, he seemed to be a little drunk. For a while, he kept staring at Lu Xiuyuan.

very focused.

The pink fluorescent light was too dim and blurry, Lu Xiuyuan didn't notice it at all, he just listened to what the younger brothers said about the event.

The 'brothers' often hang out on the black market, and have more news than He Wei, so they quickly told him all the things that need attention, and even said that they could help to reserve a seat, so that he didn't have to worry at all.

The one-hour working hour passed quickly, refreshed, full of energy, and slightly more handsome than when he came just now, Lu Xiuyuan was a bit tired and miserable compared to He Wei...

He Wei was so tired that he didn't want to say anything.

"Let's go."

He waved his hand and opened the way to the arena.

Next to the arena is the newly opened doctor's field, and the roads on both sides overlap.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiuyuan saw Fan Pai on this road.

Why is he here?To promote his new potion?

Fan Pai was very high-profile, he didn't hide his face at all, and even wore the white uniform of Xingfan Research Institute.

Enemies meet...

Lu Xiuyuan's appearance is not the same as his own now, and he never showed his real face on Xingwang, but his acupuncture skills are unique in the interstellar, as long as he shows it, he will definitely be recognized.

Fan Pai saw him as disliked, so he couldn't let him go.

The author has something to say:

Gong (can't help but sing a song): Xia Tian quietly passed by to leave a little secret~~嗤~~ I touched my wife's little hand! (☆_☆)

Shou (smiling): So you recognize who I am? <(＾－＾)>

Gong (scared): Who are you?Don't confess to kissing you forcibly! ▼_▼