Glamorous Self-Help Plan

Knowing Qi Qingxi's purpose, Brother Qiao was not stingy, and allowed him to look at it as he pleased, and even gave him a brief explanation of the taste of each wine when mixing drinks.

Qi Qingxi wandered around with a glass of cocktail in his hand, until people started to come to the store, he found a remote seat and sat down.

Gradually, the bar became busy, and there were more bartenders and waiters.The boss, Brother Qiao, was free, so he ran to Qi Qingxi's side and sat with him.

"There will be more people at night, do you want to wait until night?" Brother Qiao held the cigarette given to him by an acquaintance customer just now, and didn't smoke.

Qi Qingxi nodded and asked, "Will it be troublesome?"

Brother Qiao laughed loudly: "It will definitely not be troublesome, even I am very happy."

"Why?" Qi Qingxi also laughed.

Brother Qiao narrowed his eyes, leaned close to him and pointed around, "This, this, and that, these three people all asked me who you are and if you have contact information."

Why are all three men? !

"Why do you have such an unhappy expression?" Brother Qiao gloated and said, "It's not that particular here. If you feel uncomfortable, take a taxi and go home before it's dark."

"...That's not enough." Qi Qingxi was not scared away by the three inexplicable men, he turned his head and said: "You mean, even if I sit here, I will help you attract customers, Yeah?"

Brother Qiao showed a gratified expression like a child, and said: "But don't worry, since you have chosen this shop to collect materials, I will definitely not let you have any accidents, and you can stay for as long as you want, as long as you don't get out of Brother's sight." , You can observe how you want to observe."

Inexplicably getting the 'gold medal for avoiding death', Qi Qingxi felt a little relieved, but he didn't relax completely. After all, how could he have been in Brother Qiao's sight all night, and when he got busy, he ignored his own existence. What accident happened to Qi Qingxi because he was too relaxed at that time, who can he ask for reasoning?

However, Brother Qiao was a good man who went to the end, and exchanged phone numbers with him while he was free.

"Brother sees that you are a sensible person, so let's make friends."

The words are greasy, but the person is not greasy, especially the brief communication before, which made Qi Qingxi feel good about Brother Qiao, so he saved Brother Qiao's phone number in his mobile phone.

Starting at five o'clock in the afternoon, the lobby on the first floor was basically full of seats, and it seemed to be full of people at a glance.The atmosphere gradually became lively. Qi Qingxi's seat is a double seat, close to the bar and the secret door leading to the back room. Crowded in such a corner, others will not notice if they don't pay attention. Only those who have been sitting near the bar will See Qi Qingxi.

Of course, there is no shortage of people who come to strike up a conversation. Brother Qiao will help him push him away. If Brother Qiao doesn't care, Qi Qingxi will take the initiative to refuse.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the bar was completely noisy.

Opposite the bar is a low semi-circular table, which is almost twice the area of ​​the bar. Qi Qingxi didn't pay attention when he first arrived, but now he has to pay attention, because the highlight of the night has begun.

"This band has always been hired by me." Brother Qiao was free, sitting opposite Qi Qingxi and smoking a cigarette, "Are you choking?"

Qi Qingxi cleared her throat, "A little bit, but it's okay."

"Okay, I won't smoke this one after smoking this one." Qiao Ge motioned Qi Qingxi to look over to the stage, "They will sing in a while, and the customers below will dance. Are you going?"

"No." Qi Qingxi shook his head, "I'm not used to this kind of occasion, but I can watch it."

"'Dancing Demons', you still use the word appreciation." Qiao Ge teased.

This is your customer, your 'God'!Why are you talking like this!

When the deafening heavy metal music sounded, when those coolly dressed men and women walked into the dance floor, and when the rhythmic music formally became regular, Qi Qingxi discovered that the "dancing demons" that Brother Qiao said was not a derogatory term, but a very appropriate one. adjective.

Accompanied by the dynamic rhythm, young men and women twist their waists and swing their arms under the bright lights that turn on at unknown times. But they are used just right by this group of people. They immerse themselves in the music wantonly and forget all the troubles of the outside world. At this moment, they seem to be born in this small area and form a relationship with this group of strangers. Kindest companion.

Qi Qingxi was a little dumbfounded.

Brother Qiao was very used to such scenes, and soft lights flashed in his eyes.

"A simple bar is actually not like those messy clubs. People who come here don't all have bad intentions. They may just be tired from work during the day and come to rest at night, drink a glass of wine, and numb their fatigue. brain."

In the fast-paced era and fast-paced life, the young and middle-aged people are almost slaves to this kind of life. They work numbly every day, day after day, plain and long.The change is only in an instant, but it is far away.

In recent years, leisure places such as bars, cafes, bookstores, game halls, and bathing clubs have been very profitable, because desperately making money can no longer make up for their mental exhaustion.

Qi Qingxi's fingers moved, and the glass of cocktail in his hand seemed to be frozen, with a chill to the bones.

"Fine." He murmured softly.

Brother Qiao was called away, the bar was too busy, a young bartender came over, and while sneaking a peek at Qi Qingxi, he stuttered to tell Brother Qiao about the situation at the bar.

Qi Qingxi pretended not to see, and kept looking in the direction of the dance floor.

There seemed to be a kind of magic power there, attracting all his attention.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and half of the scenery in sight was blocked.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

Qi Qingxi looked up and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked a little older.

But with Brother Qiao's example, Qi Qingxi didn't dare to draw conclusions casually, and said politely: "Sorry, I'm the boss's friend, not here to drink."

He used this reason to 'drive away' several people who struck up a conversation.

Unlike those who left after being rejected, the man in front of him turned around and sat directly opposite Qi Qingxi.

"Then let's go dance."

Qi Qingxi paused, then shook her head: "No, I'm just looking."

"But your eyes are full of longing." The man pointed to his eyes, and raised his eyebrows thinking he was very charming, "You can change the songs, and I will pay for whichever song you want to listen to. "

Men are not short of money.

He lacks a bedmate for tonight.