Chapter 64 Very angry
"I'm going out. Good luck, Sig! Try to get a good citizen medal for yourself and Dominic! And bring honor to our Lori Louis 19!"
After warming up, Zhang Ailun said hello to the tired and breathless Sig, and went out directly on his Trek Butterfly bicycle.
This young man doesn't have enough physical strength, he needs more practice.
Leaving the Qiaodong camp, we headed straight for the street where the Sanji Bar was. When we got here, we found that although the storefront was still open, the facilities inside were in a state of disrepair.
However, some waiters were already cleaning the room. Mary was there too. She was not wearing a bunny girl costume today and did not look very happy.
It is understandable. After all, who can bear a 70% drop in wage income?
"Sir, could you please take a look at the sign outside the door? We will be open later today, you're here a little too early." Hearing the sound of wind chimes at the door, Mary said perfunctorily without even turning her head, and she had no interest in flirting with customers.
"That's exactly why I'm here." Zhang Ailun glanced at the notice at the door recruiting garbage collectors and tore off the paper.
"Hey! We just put it up...was it you?" Mary heard the sound of paper tearing and was about to get angry, but when she turned around, she saw it was an acquaintance.
Somewhat surprised, "Hamburg, are you here to drink? Or are you here to apply for a job? Are you sure you want to replace Old Mike? Are you kidding?"
"What happened here?" Zhang Ailun asked knowingly, walked in, and stepped over the broken glass. "Do you mind if I have a drink?"
After saying that, without waiting for the other party's consent, he sat down at the bar.
"Of course, there's no reason not to do business that comes to your door. If it was any other old drunkard, I would definitely not let him in and would chase him away to some other place, but you can be an exception."
Mary swept up the glass shards, put the broom aside, came behind the bar, picked up the cocktail shaker, "What would you like to drink?"
"Are you qualified to be a bartender?" Zhang Ailun looked at her in surprise. "Anything is fine."
"Ok." Mary mixed him a glass of whiskey and Red Bull, and said uninterestedly, "You may not have paid attention to the night and morning news. A big incident happened in the bar last night. Old Mike angered a few guests because of a watch. The two sides had a conflict, and in the end the police were attracted, causing immeasurable losses to the bar!"
"The result was that the private VIP service area of the bar was closed, our boss was fined tens of thousands of dollars and could no longer work. James was imprisoned for assaulting someone, and old Mike was also fired. After he is released, he will definitely pack his bags and return home in disgrace."
Mary quickly prepared the drink and handed it to Zhang Allen.
"Try it. Although I'm not a professional, mixing alcohol should be done with hands. I hope you don't mind its taste. After all, our bartender was unlucky last night and was shot twice. He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and has not been discharged yet. Other colleagues were also scared and resigned one after another."
Good guy.
"I didn't expect being a waiter here would be so risky." Zhang Ailun sighed, and then tasted the drinks prepared by the other party and praised: "It tastes good! At least I'm not a professional wine taster, so I can't tell the difference at all."
"Thank you for your compliment. It's $5 off!" Mary picked up the towel and wiped the glass.
Zhang Ailun took out $5 and handed it to her.
Mary took the money and turned to put it in the box. Her long, newly dyed flaxen hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing transparent sandals. Her hips were perky in blue jeans.
Zhang Ailun's gaze couldn't help but linger for a few more seconds.
Mary was very sensitive to his attention, smiled slightly, and put her hair behind her ears to show off her figure generously.
"So, what do you think of my outfit today?" "You have a beautiful figure. The clothes suit your temperament very well." Zhang Ailun likes to tell the truth.
The face is a little bit ordinary, but it has a different flavor without the bunny girl costume.
"Of course! Yesterday was my birthday. Luckily I took a leave and didn't come to work, otherwise I can't imagine what a big 'surprise' I would have received on my birthday! It could have been a wine bottle flying out of nowhere and hitting me in the head, or it could have been a bullet!" Mary shrugged.
"Although I was also hit by several bullets from my boyfriend yesterday."
"..."
Zhang Ailun was speechless.
Do you think it is appropriate to say these words to a friend you have only met twice and with whom you are not very familiar?
But at least the other party's honesty won his favor! He likes to be friends with people who can chat with him.
"Hamburg, you said you were applying for the job of garbage collector, you were kidding, right?" Mary took a look at the torn notice paper. No matter how she looked at it, Zhang Allen didn't look like someone who would have anything to do with such a thing.
"Of course. I'm sure I need to take Old Mike's job. In fact, I've been doing this job and have my own team in the Fifth Block." Zhang Ailun frankly told the other party about his business. He makes money by working with his own hands. It's legal and compliant, so there's nothing he can't say.
"I didn't expect you were a street thug and a boss at that?" Mary looked at him in surprise.
"It's just to make a living." Zhang Ailun shook his head. "Who would go through the trash if they were not forced to do so? I really want to sit in the CEO's office in an office building, hug my female secretary, and analyze the stock market, but reality is often more cruel than you imagine."
"You're right! But our boss doesn't have time to deal with these small matters. He's currently struggling with fines and performance issues. He's also been labeled as an illegal drug dealer and gang member, which has resulted in him being investigated by local police. Due to a lack of manpower, I've been promoted to bar front desk manager. Although I don't know how long I can hold this position, my salary hasn't increased, and I still have to continue cleaning, I can just hand this kind of thing over to you!"
Mary agreed to Zhang Allen's request directly.
She was originally worried about what to do with the empty bottles and garbage in the bar without Old Mike. She was wondering whether she should recruit homeless people and pay them money to take away the garbage. She didn't expect that someone would come to her door on their own initiative.
Mary also had a good impression of Zhang Allen. At least it was hard to find a customer like him who did little work, earned a lot of money, and was generous.
If it were those white old men who are usually stingy and have to touch their hands for a long time before they are willing to pay for a glass of wine, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky if you wanted to deduct some of their pension money and ask for extra tips!
You have to fire several rockets in your mouth.
After all, no one's money comes from the wind. The harder people earn their money, the more stingy they should be.
"Hey! Gus, I'm going to the back to discuss something with a client. I'll leave the cleaning in the front to you." Mary shouted to her colleague.
"Ok. Have fun, Mary." Gis also replied loudly, poking his head out of the secret door with an expression that said I understand.
After all, even though the venue is gone, old customers still need to continue to keep in touch.
A guest comes to your door so early in the morning. You don't really think he comes just to drink, do you?
Of course I am very angry.
The location of this crappy bar is so bad. How much money can the boss make every month just from selling alcohol? It’s not enough to pay the rent. The waiters’ basic salary is only more than a thousand yuan a month, which is not enough to spend. How do they make a profit? Don’t they have any idea of this?
(End of this chapter)
