Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Tang Xia listened quietly to the conversation between Han Yu and A Yang, until the end, inadvertently saw the young man's faint smile, was taken aback, and then seemed to understand something.

Xiao... Brother Xiao?

The girl frowned, and a familiar name came to mind in her memory.

Could it be...

"It's really not easy for my brother Xiao to do it." A Yang sighed, moved a small bench and sat down again, and said quietly, "It was also a big winter like now, it was so cold, it hurt my bones, Our brothers have just set up the store, and there are almost no people who patronize the business."

"Half a year ago, the rent here was extremely expensive. Brother Xiao and we both had no savings and owed a lot of debt. Therefore, the occasional two customers who come to the store are completely paying like ancestors, and we don't dare to be sloppy at all. "

When Ayang said this, he took out a pack of cheap cigarettes from his pocket, stretched out his hand and asked the neighbor table to borrow some light, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "That's all money we can make!"

Perhaps Han Yu and Tang Xia, who are still students, still can't understand that once they step into the society, the pressure they will suddenly face is undoubtedly huge.

That's the kind of pressure that might make you willing to lose your dignity.

Because, you have to survive.

"But, one day, a group of ancestors came to the store..."

Ayang shook the cigarette ash, lowered his head and twirled the cigarette **** on the ground, recalling the memory of that day—

The sky was gloomy, as if a snowstorm was brewing, A Yang tucked his hands in his sleeves, his teeth chattering from the cold.

"Brother Xiao, no one will come to drink in such a cold day, why don't we close early?"

His nose hung down, he sucked desperately, and then wiped it on his arms casually.

In addition to Ayang, there are three other men in the room.

A chef, big and quiet.

A handyman like him, tall and thin, doesn't like to talk.

The other one is the boss, they all call him Brother Xiao.

Brother Xiao seems to be about the same age as Ayang, but he is actually younger than Ayang, but he may have been in society for a long time. He looks much more mature and stable than Ayang, and his face is also tough. very.

"Wine is a good thing. People who want to drink will come to drink it, regardless of the season."

Brother Xiao looked up at the sky, his voice was low.

Ayang is extroverted, and he doesn't hide his words. He muttered: "In winter, rice wine is simmered in the shop to warm the stomach. We are lucky. It's cold, but we only serve beer! Cold beer!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk nonsense, no one is coming, let's drink by ourselves," Brother Xiao turned around and gave A Yang a slap, "Go and move a table in, and I allow you to heat a bottle of beer today."

After he finished speaking, he told the big man beside him: "Fry a few dishes, add more ingredients, and I will pay for it."

"That's it." The big man responded, and Ma Liuer turned on the gas stove.

Ayang groaned: "How can there be hot beer?"

"Tell you to be hot and you will be hot!" Brother Xiao laughed and scolded, kicking A Yang's ass, "Why are there so many problems!"

"Know it."

A Yang dodged it nimbly, and just as he carried a small table outside on his shoulders, he saw a group of people walking in front of him.

"Little brother, are you still doing business here?"

The man in the lead looked about thirty, with a cut head, a bronze face, and a big gold chain around his neck, obviously dressed in the way.

A Yang reacted quickly, put down the table quickly, nodded and bowed and replied: "Do! Do! Sit first, sit as you please."

The man waved behind him. A dozen or so burly men sat at three tables. There was a lot of commotion, pulling chairs and patting tables, and yelling at the boss to serve the food quickly.

Cold sweat broke out on A Yang's forehead, and his heart beat like a drum: Damn, this group of people are not here to mess things up, are they?

He was apprehensive, and stepped back unconsciously.

Before he took a step back, his back hit someone else's chest.

Ayan turned around in shock.

"Go and serve out the big man's fried dishes, and ten bottles of wine."

Brother Xiao ordered lightly.

"Okay." Ayang replied, and ran away.

"Are you the boss?" The leading man in the seat narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth at Brother Xiao.

Maybe he has been on the road before, and he still has that rebellious taste in his bones, so after the man asked, he added curiously: "Has the golden basin washed its hands?"

"No way," Brother Xiao laughed, seeing Ayang put the dishes on the table and opened the wine bottle, he said in a calm manner, "Money is tight, let's do some small business, let's talk about it after a while."

The man nodded, not surprised.

"Two sips?"

"sure."

Ayang ran back to the kitchen, urged the big guy to fry some more dishes, and when he sent them away, he suddenly found that Brother Xiao had already sat among the group of people, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, which was about to bottom out.

"My day!"

A Yang didn't dare to criticize Brother Xiao in front of so many people, but he couldn't help but spit when he ran to the store.

"Brother Xiao is drinking again?" the tall and thin young man asked helplessly.

"Isn't it?" A Yang was furious, and scolded in a low voice with his eyes wide open, "It's not long since I was discharged from the hospital, I don't have a long memory!"

"Hey..." The big man turned off the fire, looked outside, and said helplessly, "Then what can be done, he is the boss, so he can refute the customer's face?"

Ayang gritted his teeth, hating iron for being weak.

Brother Xiao’s diet and schedule have always been irregular. He suffered from stomach bleeding two months ago. The doctor seriously warned him to quit cold, spicy, alcohol, and smoking. He was so awesome that he started drinking again!

The three people in the room were angry and distressed, but they had no choice but to watch Brother Xiao sitting in the cold wind, bottle after bottle, repeating the movement of raising his head and gulping down.

The man seemed to appreciate Brother Xiao very much, and at the end he suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "Dude, I think you can drink quite well, why don't you fight with me? If you can drink better than me, I will hold hands with you in the future." The brothers below, just come to your shop for supper, how about it?"

Brother Xiao put down the wine bottle, his lips were slightly pale.

"really?"

He only asked two words.

The man patted his chest hard, "I've never told a lie in my life!"

"Ayang, serve twenty bottles of wine!"

A Yang in the door staggered.

"Brother, are you crazy?"

Although he was reluctant, Brother Xiao was the boss after all. Ayang and another young man each took ten bottles of wine and put them in front of Brother Xiao and the man, but they still asked in a worried voice.

"Go home, it's cold outside."

Brother Xiao waved his hand, not intending to explain.

Ayang wanted to say a few more words, but the group of people had already started booing, completely suppressing his voice.

"Ten bottles per person, whoever finishes drinking first wins, how about it?"

Brother Xiao opened his mouth, his cheeks seemed to turn purple.

"Okay," the man said briskly, picked up the corkscrew and swiftly opened the wine in front of him, then handed it to Brother Xiao, "Then if you lose, I won't pay for the meal?"

Brother Xiao chuckled, pushed away the man's hand, grabbed the wine bottle, and snapped off the cap with his teeth.

"I can't lose." ##### Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow I'm going to the book fair~ Hehehe, after all, I am a fairy who likes to read books, and the high temperature and thunderstorms can't stop me~ Tomorrow's update, I will get up early and write a little bit, and I will write a little bit when I come back at night , Babies can watch it when they are lying on the bed after eating~ Meme Chirp! happy weekend!