"Look, is a large card okay?"

The male salesperson takes advantage of the fact that men bring people of the opposite sex with them, and they all want to save face, so they directly promote big cards.

Even if a man doesn't have much money in his pocket, he will still agree to it by pretending to be rich.

In this way, his guaranteed commission would be more than 100, plus some extra drinks.

Two or three hundred a night, no problem.

Unexpectedly, Xu Lang asked back: "Kaka? What does it mean?"

The male salesperson looked Xu Lang up and down, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Then he said: "Big card means a big seat, with a large seat and a good view. Of course, there is also a minimum consumption standard of 3000 yuan. Of course, if you don't want to spend money, you can open a small card for 1500 yuan."

The male salesperson’s words are obviously used to stimulate consumption.

Xu Lang knew it, but was too lazy to care.

"Just big cards?" Xu Lang asked Nan Fei and Yu Liangliang.

The two of them nodded, and Xu Lang said to the male salesperson calmly, "Open a big card."

The male salesperson noticed Xu Lang's indifference and was a little surprised.

In my impression, men in this situation have faces uglier than liver color.

Xu Lang didn't look embarrassed at all. Could he be a wealthy man?

He led the three of them up a few steps and arrived at the position of the big card.

You can almost see the entire bar dance floor from above.

There were a lot of colorful lights swaying constantly on the dance floor, but there were only two small spotlights at Xu Lang's booth, which made it dim, yet dreamy and illusory, giving it a different feeling.

The bar was playing extremely loud music, and even my heart felt like it was pounding.

It’s because Xu Lang is young, otherwise he really wouldn’t be able to handle it.

The sales guy came over with the drink menu, one for each person.

Nan Fei flipped through a few pages, closed the book, put it on the table, and asked, "Any drinks? I don't drink."

You can hardly make any money from pure beverages.

So he said, "How about soda? It's low-alcohol, almost like a drink."

Nan Fei frowned slightly. She didn't like drinking in such a place.

Even in low concentrations, I don't want to.

Then he asked, "Sprite? Coke? Juice or something like that?"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, the male salesperson rolled his eyes and said, "We have Sprite. Want a bottle? 50 yuan."

“How many milliliters?”

"The ones outside are three dollars." The male salesperson replied somewhat unhappily.

There were only three people in total, and if one person drank a beverage, he would lose dozens of dollars.

It would be strange if I could be happy.

Nan Fei thought it was expensive and was a little hesitant.

It sells for three yuan outside and fifty yuan inside, which is more than ten times the price. It's comparable to... powder.

Seeing this, Xu Lang said directly: "Get two bottles of Sprite, and add this 188 fruit plate."

"I'll have this white beer again."

Then he transferred the money to Yu Liangliang and asked, "What do you want to drink? Drink beer with me?"

Yu Liangliang shook his head and said, "This Lost Coast Vanilla Latte has a nice name. Just give it to me first."

"And... um... one of each of these cocktails."

The male salesperson roughly calculated the price in his mind, and it was only a little over two thousand, so he said, "The minimum consumption is 3000. If the consumption is less than 3000, you will also have to pay 3000."

Xu Lang was slightly dissatisfied and said, "I know, just follow what I just said."

The male salesperson also lost his temper and said in an unhappy tone: "Don't you guys need to look at other things?"

As requested, Da Ka had to stay by their side and serve them so that they could feel at home.

If it was only 3000 yuan, then his commission would be just over yuan.

The commission for this night is only over 100 yuan, what is he trying to gain?

Yu Liangliang didn't notice the male salesperson's displeasure at all. Instead, she opened the wine list again and said, "In that case, tell us about these set meals and we'll see if we want to buy them."

Xu Lang was about to lose his temper, but Yu Liangliang poured a basin of cold water on him, which extinguished his temper.

He had no choice but to hold back his anger, put on a gloomy face, and watch Yu Liangliang smilingly communicating with the male salesperson.

He seriously suspected that people like Yu Liangliang were half-familiar in their village.

It’s almost the same if he’s not a village guard.

How can I still go to college?

As soon as the male salesperson saw the set meal that Yu Liangliang pointed out, he immediately became interested and said:

"These are the Shenlong packages in our bar. They are the champagne that you girls love to drink. Foreign stars like the Kardashians love to drink them. They taste really good.

For example, the Supreme Dragon Set has six bottles of champagne in different colors, including gold, pink, purple, and everything else.

This big dragon is only worth Yuan, but it only comes in five colors, not the most precious black and gold version.

Which set menu do you want? I suggest you try the Black Gold. Now that you are here, don’t you agree?”

It doesn't mean Liang Liang let Xu Lang be the scapegoat. Nan Fei started directly and said:

"Let's not have these set meals for now. What we just ordered will do. If it's not enough, we can talk about it later, okay?"

When Yu Liangliang heard what Nan Fei said, he nodded obediently and said, "Oh, then we'll order later. Let's try the ones first."

After saying that, he stood up.

The male salesperson's mood was simply going from heaven to hell.

He muttered, "Why pretend to be rich when you don't have money? And you're asking about the Dragon Set, how ridiculous."

Xu Lang could no longer suppress his anger.

He lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? What did I just say?"

The male salesperson replied impatiently.

Nan Fei stopped Xu Lang and said, "Forget it, just let him go quickly."

She was not afraid of anything else, but she had the impression that bars were full of bigwigs with gangster backgrounds, so it was better to have less trouble than more.

Xu Lang turned around without saying anything else.

He had come out to eat happily and didn't want to cause any trouble.

Without saying anything else, the young man turned around and left.

Nan Fei soothed him, "Calm down. It's not worth getting angry with them. They are probably tired after a night of work. They are definitely not targeting us."

If he said that, Xu Lang’s anger would be much relieved.

Because when he is at work, he is more resentful than a ghost.

Yu Liangliang poked his head out with a gossipy look on his face and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you tired of what? Are you tired of sleeping?"

If black lines could be drawn manually, there would now be three thick black lines on Xu Lang's forehead indicating his temper.

It's really unreasonable for her not to be deceived by Huangmao.

If I don’t lie to her, who else can I lie to?

This sales guy was obviously disgusted, but she couldn’t see it?

Who are you still asking with that gossipy face?

Her second uncle, who!

Nan Fei didn't respond, but asked, "Why did you order so much just now? There may be many strong cocktails in the mix. Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"

Getting drunk is the right way to express your feelings.

This is how TV dramas work.

The heroine got drunk out of sadness, and the hero sent her home.

The heroine stopped the hero from leaving.

Then the two of them kissed.

In the end, the matter has been settled.

Perfect ending.

But Nan Fei is really a problem.

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