I packed up my emotions, went downstairs to meet Zhao Li, who handed me the keys and said, "It's already full of gas, you can drive it."

I took the car key from Zhao Li and smiled and said, "Then I'm not polite, I'll treat you to dinner someday."

"You have to agree on what to eat first. Don't say you're treating me to dinner like before. As a result, I bought two mutton skewers on the street and beat me!"

I patted Zhao Li on the shoulder and smiled, "You have to think that two strings are too small, so I will buy you four strings next time."

"What a pitfall!"

"Just kidding, I'm very busy helping my friend manage the bar recently. When the bar reopens, please come over and sit down."

"It's almost the same!... It's getting late, I have to go back to cook, so I'll leave first."

Before leaving, I asked him again: "Are you married Pan Xiaoyun?"

"It's been married last month."

"Zhao Li, you are so ok. I got married to Pan Xiaoyun silently and didn't inform me to attend the wedding!"

"I plan to invite you, but Fang Yuan said no, he said you are afraid of returning to Suzhou."

Zhao Li's words reminded me of myself a month ago. At that time, I was immersed in love with Li Xiaoyun and was full of rejection of Suzhou's unbearable past. However, if Zhao Li invited me, I would still overcome the rejection and come to attend the wedding. After all, this is the first time Zhao Li got married in his life, which is of great significance!

...

After Zhao Li left, I drove to the bar in the little prince Alto he left. The bar was open at this time, but except for the staff, it was still deserted. This desertion made me realize how long it took to transform the bar.

I chose a remote corner and sat down, took out my computer from my handbag, and prepared to write a temporary closure announcement. I planned to upgrade the bar within three days.

Because it was Saturday, some people came one after another in the bar, and Robben also arrived, so I finally had time to go out to eat something.

Walking on the street where all the street lights were on, I felt a little at a loss, and I felt that I was being excluded from this huge city, and I had never been as inferior as I am now.

I ordered a fried noodles and a bowl of porridge at the food stall on the roadside, which was considered dinner. I ate it tastelessly. From time to time, the luxury cars passing by the street "creaked" the snow that had not yet melted, rubbing my heart like noise. In the pain, I couldn't help but wonder why this world must artificially divide people into different levels?

Don’t everyone have a body or a soul? Who dares to be nobler than who? Who should be nobler than who?

...

After eating this simple dinner, I returned to the bar, but found that Jian Wei's red cts were parked at the door of the bar. I entered the bar in surprise. Sure enough, I found that Jian Wei and Yan Yan were sitting in the same corner. They didn't chat, just drank and were singing.

Yan Yan first noticed me, waved her hand at me and said, "Zhaoyang, come here to sit down."

I nodded and came to the two of them, subconsciously trying to sit next to Jian Wei. After being stunned for a moment, I sat down next to Yan Yan, and then asked, "Why are you here?"

Yan Yan said: "I'll let Jian Wei come with you to see you and care about your career and life."

"Thank you, thank you for caring for me so much."

Yan Yan glared at me and said, "Zhaoyang, speak well and don't act erratic."

Jian Wei also echoed in an unhappy tone: "What, don't you welcome me to your bar?"

"Welcome, I'm a customer when I come..." I consciously positioned Jian Wei as a customer.

Jian Wei nodded, as if she agreed with the customer I gave her, and picked up the drink in front of her and took a sip.

Yan Yan seemed to deliberately say to Jian Wei and me, "You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom." After that, he left the seat.

Jian Wei and I sat opposite each other. In order to avoid embarrassment, I racked my brains to find a topic, but there was no topic for us to enjoy, so I repeated silence in my anxiety.

Finally, Jian Wei spoke first. She looked around the bar and asked me, "Have your friend paid off all his debts?"

"Well, I fell down, thank you." I said politely.

Jian Wei ignored my thanks and asked, "Who lent the other 500,000 to you?"

"A friend too." I replied perfunctorily.

"Which friend?"

I replied dissatisfiedly: "Friends are friends, do you have to tell you by name?"

Faced with my dissatisfaction, Jian Wei did not change emotionally. She still kept calm and said, "It's your ex-girlfriend."

I suddenly heard the word "ex-girlfriend". I subconsciously thought Jian Wei said to herself again. I looked at her and thought her logic was confused. I realized for a moment that she was talking about Mi Cai. Until now, she only broke up with Mi Cai when I left Suzhou, but I didn't know that Mi Cai and I had never started.

Since Jian Wei had guessed it, I didn't hide it, and nodded and said, "Yes, she has done the remaining 500,000."

After Jian Wei got the answer, she stopped talking and sang.

At this time, Yan Yan also came back. She sat down beside me again, looked at me, then looked at Jian Wei, and said, "You two just sat foolishly, didn't say anything?"

"You didn't hear it after all," I replied.

"Oh... it's a bit boring! Zhaoyang, why don't you go up and sing a song? It's been a long time since you sang." Yan Yan pushed me and said.

"I don't want to sing today."

Jian Wei said to me lukewarmly: "Are you acting like a big shot?"

Yan Yan echoed again: "Zhaoyang, women do have a few days a month that they don't want to do anything, but do men have one too? It's so fresh!"

I didn't have the time to joke with Yan Yan. It was golden when I started to silence, and I didn't mention singing.

Jian Wei glanced at me and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't sing, I'll sing." Then she stood up and walked towards the performance stand.

He handed her the microphone and then helped her to debug the singing equipment.

I finally lit a cigarette for myself after Jian Wei left because she doesn't like me smoking in front of her now.

Jian Wei asked for a Faye Wong version of "Thousand Words" and applause came from the audience as soon as she opened her mouth. I even heard someone say: This bar is so awesome, and the beauties came here to sing. They also said that they would come here often in the future.

I was helpless about this. Both Jian Wei and Mi Cai came to play. If they were really resident singers in this bar, I wouldn’t have to have too much trouble for packaging the bar, because the beauty effect is the easiest to spread and the easiest to cause sensation.

Before Jian Wei could finish singing a song, there was a commotion in the crowd. I immediately looked at the entrance of the bar and it turned out that it was Mi Cai who came.
Chapter completed!