don't talk about the past

Mi Huaile held two jobs and was exhausted.On the one hand, he had to hide it from Shen Guang in different ways. After all, working in a shady place is not something worth telling the world. Besides, the attitude of the old lady has just changed. He doesn't want to be denied again because of such an innocuous question. .On the other hand, the company's work was the most important thing, and the two sides coordinated and thoughtful, so he lost weight and his energy was a little weak.Already past the prime of life, God can't hold on to such a day and night work.He began to feel that such tossing was not an option, and he probably drove Hexi to find King Hades for tea before his son was born.Fu Wei was right, that man-making plan was indeed a bottomless pit, and what he did now was what Fu Wei said was bravado.Just paying for the cost of insemination by the last unsuccessful surrogate mother, you can almost buy a domestic luxury car.Fortunately, he and Shen Guang still had some savings, otherwise they would have been unable to meet the monthly payment, and the house would be confiscated by the bank and they would sleep on the streets.Mi Huaile set his sights on the apartment where his parents used to live in the old city. This small two-bedroom house was directly left to Mi Huaile when they divorced.Although the house is second-hand, it has an advantage in terms of location.Mi Huaile once inquired about the housing prices nearby. If the house was sold, the loan of the new house could be paid off in advance, so that they would not have the biggest burden. Thinking of this, Mi Huaile searched for the property certificate .

He has been working in "Dahlia" for more than two months. Seeing that he is quick-witted and eager to learn, the store manager specially asked the bartender to teach Mi Huaile how to make some common cocktails, so he can also help at the bar when there are many people.Mi Huaile knew that the store manager wanted to support him, so he was very grateful.But some people can't see it, they are jealous of Mi Huaile's fortune, and they are tit-for-tat when they are resting and gossiping.Mi Huaile didn't care either, just barking like a mad dog.He doesn't have so much energy to worry about these things, it's nothing more than a job, what others think and think, he can act upright and sit upright, as long as he doesn't harm others.

Mi Huaile is a serious person, since he agreed to study, he must do his best.In the past few days, he specially bought some books on bartending and came back to study it. With the guidance of the bartender, he made rapid progress.

In fact, a bar is a place to have fun, and getting drunk is just a means to vent your desires, and no one will really taste a glass of wine.Mi Huaile felt that if he gave them a cup of horse urine, the grandchildren would probably be happy with it.Those ghostly figures think that they have unlimited youth to squander and a healthy body to spoil. The focus of their eyes is not on the wine, but what they really want is the bartender.It is common to be molested by guests in entertainment venues. Mi Huaile couldn't deal with it at first, and always made the guests unhappy, throwing cups and bottles and yelling to clean him up.The other waiters saw it and pretended not to see it, obviously gloating.There is only one word Mi Huaile can do, and that is forbearance.He endured the teasing of foul language, endured the contempt when he was called a novice, and endured until he could stand up the bar independently, because he knew that with his learning ability, that day was just around the corner.Finally, Mi Huaile found that nothing had happened for a while. The customers ordering wine at his table were either in suits and leather shoes or had beautiful women around him. Occasionally, a few single men and women praised him out of appreciation, and there would be no incompatibility. low-level language.Just when he thought he was starting to change his luck, something like this happened.

One night, a few foreigners came to the bar, blond and blue-eyed.Drunk and high in the bar, kissing whoever catches him.Mi Huaile walked around the group of lunatics, but was stopped by a tall and burly foreign angry youth, with a big tongue in his mouth like a noodle soup, a mixture of English and French, his eyes wandering up and down to seduce Mi Huaile .The foreign devil seems to be very confident in his own charm, but he didn't expect Mi Huaile to be an insulator. After being charged for a long time, he didn't respond, and Yang's heart was broken. Then he turned from love to hatred to anger, and pointed at Mi Huaile's nose with a series of foreign swear words.Mi Huaile is highly educated, thinking that he was considered a top English student in the computer department on the university campus, and dealing with drunk foreign devils was a piece of cake, so the two of them scolded each other one by one.joke!How can speaking English make a Frenchman inferior?Mi Huaile had also been suppressed for too long, and today he let out all his brains, blushing and thick neck arguing with the foreigner. NND dare to run wild on Chinese soil?You still think this is the Qing Dynasty with pigtails!Let you beat or curse or fight back.Arrogant?See how uncle and grandpa deal with you!

The store manager was dumbfounded, and wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't get in the conversation.The two men were chattering without even breaking a sentence.Can't tell that this little waiter actually has such a skill.

The original store manager wanted to train Mi Huaile well and send him to work as a bartender because Mi Huaile was pretty and decent, but looking at it now, he can definitely train Mi Huaile into a high-end wine bar for high-end people. serve.Unexpectedly, Mi Huaile was still quick gold, but he had no chance to shine when he was thrown in the sand.So the manager made up his mind to take advantage of this incident to make a good use of Hongmi Huaile and make him a famous brand in the bar.

In Dahlia, Mi Huaile became famous, and no one dared to look down on him.It can be seen that it is good to learn a foreign language!Even the dialect of Mauritius? !

There is such a rumor in the market: if you go to Haipi, you must go to Dahlia.Why go to Dahlia?Because the bartenders there are all handsome, handsome and captivating, and the wine is also mixed with a special flavor, especially a bartender named mila, who is simply the best in the world...mila is Mi Huaile's stage name.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mi Huaile arrived at Dahlia on time.

Several spotlights were lit in the dressing room, and the dim yellow light shone down vaguely, embellishing the outline of a person as deeply as a chisel.Mi Huaile hummed a little song and opened the closet. He was in a good mood today. He drank the soup made by Shen's mother at noon, and his stomach was warm, and his heart also warmed up.He took out one of the folded white shirts and put them on. The black trousers were pressed flat and straight, and the wine red bow tie made his skin fairer.After changing into her professional attire, Mi Huaile gathered her long hair and tied it into a short tail at the back of her head.Looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up—could it be described as handsome?

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory. If you are troubled by some troubles that cannot be solved for a while, what is the taste of living?Mi Huaile tried to think about it, and then he thought about it, and slowly he found that the whole person was really open-minded.If you don't want to be strong, this is too fucking philosophical!

Mi Huaile looked at the schedule, he can leave work early tomorrow, what delicious food can he make for Shen Guang?In order to make his Benguang recover as soon as possible, Mi Huaile adopted the food tonic method of combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine - supplementing form with form, and supplementing Shen Guang's stomach with pig stomach is perfect.Under the careful care of Comrade Mizi, Shen Guang gained more than ten catties in two months, and his weight almost changed every day.The spirit recovered, the pain disappeared, and the energy recovered, and the old man began to toss and want to go back to work again.What does it mean to forget the pain after getting over the scar?He was talking about Shen Guang, a guy with a lot of flesh but not a long memory.

Mi Huaile propped his hands on the bar, staring blankly in one direction.He really failed, God hadn't given him a big task yet, he couldn't handle just Shen Guang.So the child falls into negation and self-denial, and a qualitative change is about to occur.

Suddenly the bell next to Mi Huaile rang, and the waiter brought the cocktail list ordered by the guest, and greeted Mi Huaile with a smile: "Mila, Rainbow, thank you."

"OK, wait a minute."

Rainbow requires that the layer heights of various liquors and syrups be uniform, the density should be properly proportioned from high to low, the syrups cannot penetrate each other, and distinct layers and colors should be reflected in the conical goblet.

The dark green mint wine flowed through the silver spoon used for the compartment, spreading it evenly, reflecting the starlight on the ceiling.Mi Huaile thought to himself, it would be difficult for him to see the label on the wine bottle clearly under such dim lighting conditions, let alone bartending. He infinitely admired the master who has the title of Master of Fancy Bartending, that person is completely Depending on the feeling and the smell of the wine, it has reached the realm of doing whatever you want.

When the glass of 'Rainbow' was finished, Mi Huaile picked up a green olive soaked in tequila and put it on the rim of the glass.Generally, the fruit that matches the rainbow is orange. The rainbow prepared by Ke Miweile likes to put California sweet orange pulp, so it has a special taste when paired with slightly bitter agave olives.Just as he was about to smear salt on the rim of the cup, the store manager came over and whispered, "The guests in the VIP box in District D want to see you by name."

Mi Huaile looked surprised: "See me? Why?"

There has never been such a rule in the bar.If a dish is well-cooked, it is justifiable to meet the chef.But I've never heard of having to meet a bartender because a glass of wine is well-mixed.Besides, why are you being so mysterious?Isn't he at the bar?Do you want to see it again and again?Mi Huaile looked at the people taking seats on the bar in front of him one after another, and said to the store manager, "Wait a minute, I'm busy here!"

"There's no reason to keep customers waiting! Hurry up!" The store manager squinted at Mi Huaile, how could this young man push his nose on his face?Give it a little sunshine and it will be brilliant, please put on airs if you have guests!

Walking quickly to the front of the box, Mi Huaile straightened his clothes, pulled out an unnatural smile, and pushed the door open.He looked up, his heart skipped a beat, and his mood plummeted.

Among the men in the box, Zhou Pujiang was sitting in the middle, and the guests next to him made Mi Huaile's heart skip a beat.Seeing him, the man was obviously startled for half a second, and then smiled clearly. It was Mi Huaile's immediate boss, Manager Chen.Sitting next to the manager was a little boy who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. Seeing Mi Huaile come in, he sized him up with a pair of dark almond eyes.

so beautiful!Mi Huaile sighed silently in his heart, apart from being a bit thinner, boys are more youthful than women.The fine white skin glowed with youthful luster, the round face still had some baby fat that had not disappeared, the straight nose stood obediently in the center, and the thin lips were dripping red.Looking closely, the boy has dyed a head of flame-red hair. Mi Huaile felt that this figure and hair color looked familiar. Where did he see it?He was not allowed to think too much for a moment.

Feeling that his subordinates were always looking at the boy, Manager Chen was a little annoyed.He shot Mi Huaile with warning eyes, stretched out his arms, and held the boy in his arms, his strong possessive desire was clearly revealed.The boy obediently leaned towards Manager Chen, his thick eyelashes like crow's wings drooped, and the expression in his eyes faded away.

Seeing the intimate movements of the two, Mi Huaile probably understood their relationship.Not wanting to waste too much time here, Mi Huaile feels that Manager Chen's preferences are not something that can be put on the table, the less the boss's secrets, the better.

For the others, Mi Huaile's wide-eyed glances made them look nauseous.He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Manager Chen: "What a surprise! I didn't expect Dahlia to have such a beautiful figure! Not only is she beautiful, but her bartending skills are also top-notch!"

Manager Chen obviously meant that he didn't want Mi Huaile to show that he knew him.Mi Huaile didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he continued to act along with him: "Thank you, bosses, for your appreciation," he raised his eyes to meet Zhou Pujiang's, saw the anger in his eyes, and immediately withdrew his eyes, feeling inexplicable "What else do the bosses want to order? Today our restaurant recommends this bourbon pairing..."

Like the prey of a poisonous snake, Mi Huaile always felt that Zhou Pujiang's gaze from above his head could swallow him alive.After he introduced the wine list uncomfortably, he looked at Manager Chen, and the old fox hurriedly said that he didn't have any for the time being, and he would call him whenever he thought of it.Mi Huaile sighed in his heart: You are wise.Withdrew from the box, Mi Huaile wiped the sweat from his forehead.Zhou Pujiang didn't say a word during this process, and kept looking at him with that kind of faint, stern eyes that were blazing with flames.Mi Huaile didn't care much.how?If I use my free time to earn a little money, will it hinder your uncle Zhou's business?absurd!Earning extra money in an upright manner, and the company didn't say that part-time jobs were not allowed, so Mi Huaile walked back to the bar with a fearless kick.

The store manager was not happy seeing him coming out whole. Why is this kid so unreasonable?Pulling Mi Huaile to the corner, he complained: "What did you do? You came out so soon? You didn't tell me to watch your words and your words! Did you even notice that you went to Grandpa's house?"

This sudden move made Mi Huaile feel like a cloud, what do you mean?Co-authoring, should I be shy and stupid, and accompany a group of young and old men with ulterior motives to punch and drink, and then comfortably serve them on the bed?I also have good eyesight!

"Shop manager, I know what you mean. But those bosses just finished ordering drinks. After I went in, I introduced our signature wine for today. They didn't intend to order any more? Besides, there was a boss who wanted to meet me. Other meanings. People don’t like that, I stand in the way.”

"How is it possible?! I clearly saw Mr. Chen bringing a beautiful boy! Did you accidentally offend someone by saying something?" The store manager looked Mi Huaile up and down with suspicious and contemptuous eyes, and picked up Mi Huaile. Huai Le walked towards the box, "I'll take you to make an apology."

Hello big teapot!Want to force her into prostitution? !Mi Huaile, who can't do it in words, can't do it in martial arts, resorted to a trick of falling, and let the manager drag him horizontally and vertically, but he didn't move at all.

"Hey? I said you kid, why are you so stupid? You think I'm going to kill you! These few are the masters of our city! Serve them well, and you can gain a lot of glory."

Put the words!Except for Zhou Pujiang, those few people all brought accompanying men and women to drink with them. He cast himself into a trap, so he must be arranged by Zhou Pujiang's side. If you beat him to death, don't serve that person like a third escort!

Mi Huaile was also in a hurry, pulling back the store manager's finger that had been pinched into his arm, and yelled for an expedient measure: "I'm not 'serving'! I told them that there is something wrong. Why do you need to ring the bell directly. People look down on me, so maybe I still post it up with a shameless face!"

The lights in the bar were already dim, and the store manager chose a corner, so Mi Huaile couldn't see the front, back, left, and right objects even more clearly.

The store manager stared, and choked back dozens of words of 'persuading surrender'.But his hand was still not loose, Mi Huaile only cared about how to get out, he tugged and bumped into the guest, and stepped on the man's leather shoe with his right foot.

"Hiss—" Mi Huaile heard a low sigh, and secretly yelled that it was not good!