The powerless flash wife

Chapter 1092
When he returned to the hotel, he didn't leave the room for several days, and only ate one meal a day.This has been the case these days, and Meng Fanlang has become even thinner as a result.

After a few days like that, finally one day Meng Fanlang walked out of the hotel at around 9:[-] pm, and then went straight to a bar next to the hotel.

When he walked in, he took a special look at the business hours.

He didn't pay attention last time, because not all bars in Italy are open 24 hours.

After seeing the business hours, he nodded in satisfaction and walked in swaggeringly.

"Waiter, bring me the most expensive wine here."

Meng Fanlang is worthy of being a member of the Quan family, even when the Quan family is in crisis, he still spends a lot of money like this.

After a while, Meng Fanlang's table was filled with all kinds of wine.Meng Fanlang drank one cup after another, and many beauties who came to the bar also noticed Meng Fanlang, the God of Wealth.

Of course, because Meng Fanlang's bar is very close to the hotel, this bar will gather many people from different countries.

"Handsome guy, isn't it boring to drink alone?" At this moment, a blond woman offered an olive branch to Meng Fanlang.

Meng Fanlang glanced at it contemptuously, and said coldly, "Master, I'm willing."

Meng Fanlang didn't care if the beautiful woman understood or not, anyway, he was in a bad mood at the moment, so don't bother him.

"Hello, let's drink together." No matter how bad Meng Fanlang is, there will always be those who don't know how to disturb Meng Fanlang.

Meng Fanlang looked helplessly at the beautifully dressed exotic beauties in front of him, feeling very annoyed, and shouted loudly, "Stay away from me, all of you."

"Handsome guy, why are you so irritable?" There were still women who didn't know what to do and came to strike up a conversation with Meng Fanlang.

Meng Fanlang was really angry at this moment, he just wanted to get drunk.Why did these Yingying and Yanyan come to bother him, He Niannian treated him like that, and these irrelevant people still bothered him, how long will God torture him.

The more Meng Fanlang thought about it, the more angry he became, so he knocked down the wine glass in his hand to the ground. The wine glass in Meng Fan Lang's hand was very valuable.

Those women were overwhelmed by Meng Fanlang's aura. Meng Fanlang and Quan Shaochen had the same blood, and when they got angry, anyone who saw it would feel terrified.

"Sir, our wine glasses?" the waiter said politely.

"How much is the drink?" Meng Fanlang said generously.

"Our cup is specially made, and it's relatively expensive." The waiter didn't mean to look down on Meng Fanlang, after all, it's not the poor who can go to their bar for consumption.

"I know this. You can use this card to swipe it." Meng Fanlang then took out a credit card from his handbag. The color of the credit card was black and the design was also very strange.

Anyone with a little knowledge of this card can know the noble status of the person who owns this card.

But this is in Italy, not China, but the waiter's intuition told him that this card must be different from the normal card, so he carefully took it to the front desk of the bar.

After swiping the card, the waiter confirmed that his instinct was right.

"Sir, return this card to you." The waiter held the card in both hands and respectfully returned it to Meng Fanlang.

Meng Fanlang took the credit card calmly, and continued his life of getting drunk.

The waiter watched from the side, not daring to move half a step. After all, he knew that the person who could afford the wine glass must have a very important background.

Looking at the guests who poured wine one after another, the waiter felt that something must have happened to the person in front of him, otherwise he would not have hurt himself like this.

Although the bar itself hopes to have as many customers as possible, everyone knows that drinking too much alcohol will hurt the body.

"Sir, did something happen to you?" The waiter really couldn't bear to see the guest so drunk.

"Joke, who am I, Meng Fanlang? I can't solve anything." Meng Fanlang looked at the waiter with drunken eyes.

The waiter was obedient and shook his head, thinking that most people are unwilling to admit their failures, and the guest in front of him must be like this too.

"Sir, you are right. Many things are very simple in themselves. It's just that we make things too complicated, so we can't see the essence." The waiter's words were very philosophical.

It's just that Meng Fanlang was so drunk at this time that he didn't hear what the waiter said clearly.

The waiter is very helpless, why do people come to buy drunk when they are in a low mood or when something happens.Why not think about how to solve it better instead of just escaping.

In the eyes of Italians, they only drink when they are happy, when they are with their families, or when they want to relax after a busy day, but they never get drunk.

"Nian Nian, did you really leave with him like this? That day, not only was he injured, but I was also seriously injured. But why can you only see his injuries but not mine? "

"Nian Nian, don't I really have no place in your heart?" Meng Fanlang spoke intermittently, and even choked up a little while speaking.

The waiter finally figured out why the guest in front of him was bothered. It turned out that he was trapped by love.

"Sir, if you get drunk like this for a woman who doesn't love you, it's really not worth it." The waiter simply thought that the customer in front of him was ruthlessly dumped.

Meng Fanlang looked at the waiter with his eyes that no longer had any thoughts, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Yeah, it's really not worth doing this for someone who doesn't love me, who abandons me."

Chinese people are willing to beat around the bush, but Italians are different, so when the waiter heard Meng Fanlang's words, he naively thought that Meng Fanlang really wanted to get away.

"Then sir, since you're thinking about it, there's no need to get drunk." The waiter said very directly, thinking that Meng Fanlang had already figured it out.

"Are you driving me away?" Meng Fanlang said drunkenly.

"No, sir, that's not the case. I just think that drinking too much alcohol is too harmful." The waiter hurriedly explained.

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous to say this from the waiter in the bar. If it's what you said, then why are you still running a bar? Isn't that harmful?" Meng Fanlang said cruelly, without any hesitation Save face for the waiter.

"Sir, I just advise you not to torture yourself for someone who is not worth it." The quality of the waiter is quite high, and he is not as knowledgeable as Meng Fanlang.

(End of this chapter)