"Who are you?"

"Oh, it's you."

"If you want to come over, just come over. I'm at the Lanrui Bar."

"Um."

After Fu Xunwen said a few vague words, he hung up the phone hastily.

When the waiter with a neat tie and a gentle face passed by him, he looked sideways slightly. There were many people coming to the bar to drink, and there were also many people borrowing wine to get drunk.

However, this man's clothes looked expensive at first glance, and he would actually drink alone in such a small place. He couldn't help but be surprised - in his imagination, someone as elegant as Fu Xunwen

People should be sitting in fancy restaurants drinking red wine and cutting steaks.

But I didn't expect that they would get drunk in bars like ordinary people in the market. It turns out that rich people also have troubles.

The waiter sighed secretly.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here!"

Fu Xunwen was a little groggy. When I turned around, I found the waiter who was sizing me up.

In annoyance, he slammed the empty wine bottle in his hand at the waiter. The waiter subconsciously dodged and the empty bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"I'm sorry, sir."

The people who come here to work are basically students who work during the winter and summer vacations. Their family background is not very good and they don't dare to offend these so-called rich people.

"I'm sorry? Is that all it takes to say sorry?"

Fu Xunwen's face was ferocious, as if he wanted to vent all the humiliation and anger he encountered against Shen Ling and Fu Shengyan during the day.

The waiter who was lying innocently with a gun was extremely frightened. He lowered his head and clenched his fingers in panic.

Unfortunately, this small detail was noticed by Fu Xunwen who was looking for trouble.

"Yo? Are you clenching your fists? What? You want to hit me?"

Fu Xunwen glanced at the waiter disdainfully, then put his face in front of him,

"Come on, you hit me. I put my face towards you, so you hit me."

Fu Xunwen grabbed the waiter's hand and said hello to his face.

The waiter shrank his hands in fear, and secretly regretted why he looked at Fu Xunwen for nothing.

"What's wrong?"

A well-dressed man walked over in a hurry.

"Who are you?"

Fu Xunwen looked at the man in front of him drunkenly.

"I'm sorry, sir, our waiter has caused you trouble. He is still a newcomer. Please be tolerant. I will ask him to apologize to you right now."

The man in front of him has a plump figure, silver-rimmed glasses on his face, and a smile that no one can fault.

As he spoke, he lightly patted the waiter on the shoulder, signaling him to apologize quickly.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's all my fault. I hope you have enough money and don't argue with me."

The waiter immediately followed the man's words in a sensible manner.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why are you talking to me?"

Fu Xunwen pushed the man's shoulder arrogantly.

Before he finished speaking, he stumbled to the waiter again.

"My lord, I have a lot of money. Does that mean that if I argue with you, I have no tolerance for you? I am a villain?"

Fu Xunwen patted the table next to the bar, almost as if he was going to make a scene.

"I……"

The waiter didn't understand how his glance could cause so many troubles, and he was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

"manager,"

The waiter had just arrived and had never encountered such a situation before. He looked at the plump man with fear and confusion.

I saw that the man's face remained smiling, and he smiled as innocently as a Maitreya Buddha.

He patted the waiter's back comfortingly, winked secretly, and signaled him to get off quickly.

The waiter was relieved and hurriedly retreated with his tray.

Just halfway through, he was blocked by Fu Xunwen who appeared again out of nowhere.

"Hey, hey, why are you going? My matter hasn't been settled yet, where do you want to go?"

The smell of alcohol coming out of Fu Xunwen's mouth made the waiter subconsciously turn sideways.

"Yo? Are you still hiding? Where do you want to hide? Don't you always say that the customer is God? Why, this is your attitude when your God stands in front of you?"

Fu Xunwen continued to find trouble unreasonably.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I really didn't mean it."

The waiter said the same words over and over dryly.

"No! Don't say sorry. If you really feel sorry for me, just in case my shoes are dirty, you can lick them clean for me."

As he spoke, Fu Xunwen stretched out one foot and placed his leather shoe in front of the waiter.

A part-time waiter is just a college student in his early twenties, and a bar waiter is just a work-study student to experience life. He may have met an alcoholic, but he has never met an alcoholic like Fu Xunwen.

.

A young man who had just entered society had never suffered such a great humiliation. Faced with Fu Xunwen's provocative eyes, he blushed, and a young man's spirit surged into his heart.

When his mind became hot, he picked up the tray in his hand and was about to hit Fu Xunwen on the head.

Soon enough, the person called the manager realized something was wrong.

He rushed forward and grabbed the waiter's wrist in time, pulling him behind him. He looked at Fu Xunwen with a smile again.

"Sir, the young man is ignorant and has no intention of offending you. He already knows that he was wrong. You see, this apology has been made and the compensation has been made. Isn't this enough for us?"

The fat manager had a kind smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a chilling feeling.

"Enough is enough? Why should I stop?"

Fu Xunwen did not go down the steps, but shouted even more energetically.

Many of the men and women who were dancing in the distance had stopped their original movements and curiously looked at what was going on here.

Many people also saw Fu Xunwen's well-dressed and valuable attire, and knew that this man had an extraordinary status, so they pulled his fellow travelers away from here with the attitude of doing more than doing less.

As a result, the originally bustling bar suddenly became a little deserted because of Fu Xunwen.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people at the bar, the fat manager frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Then tell me, how can this matter be turned around?"

"Turn over the story? Did you think about today when you insulted me? Do you want me to turn over the story? Then why don't you refuse to turn over the story?"

Under the paralysis of alcohol, Fu Xunwen's mind became somewhat insane.

In his memory, Fu Shengyan's disgusting face kept shaking in front of him.

Then slowly it gradually overlapped with the smiling face of the fat manager in front of me.

"Every one of you, why didn't you think of it now when you bullied and humiliated me? You have never shown mercy to me, but you expect me to show mercy. You are dreaming!"

Fu Xunwen seemed to mistake the fat manager for Fu Shengyan, shouting at the top of his lungs.

The fat manager frowned,
Chapter completed!