Chapter 14

It's about nine o'clock in the evening, which is the golden time of the bar. Although it's not overcrowded, it's OK.

In the middle of the bar, there is a small platform of seven or eight square meters. A girl in a black dress is talking about piano on it. Her movements are elegant and skillful.

Around the people sitting on the card seat, are burning candles, both romantic and urban.

Find a card seat close to the corner and sit down. Gao Fei raises his hand to the waiter in the distance and rings his fingers smartly.

The waiter in a white tuxedo, with his left hand on his back, came quickly, bent down and asked in a low voice, "what do you need, sir?"

"Have a tequila, and pick up your bar's favorite pastry."

Goofy ordered something at random, but when the waiter nodded and wanted to leave, he stopped him.

He took out two big bills from his pocket and put them on the table: "buy some roses for me and give them to the girl who plays the piano. She says I appreciate her piano very much. The rest is your tip. "

Before that, the waiter often met guests, sent flowers to the performers, and often received tips.

However, before meeting Mr. Gao, the highest tip he got was 50 yuan——

But now goofy has put out 200 yuan, which proves that he can spend 100 yuan to buy flowers and still have 100 yuan to tip.

At that time, the waiter would smile, pick up the money on the table, and even say thank you, then go briskly.

"Buddha said that to give convenience to others is to give convenience to oneself. It's really worth it to be able to buy other people's high-quality service for 100 yuan. "

Gao Fei lights a cigarette with emotion. When the girl playing the piano receives the flowers, she looks at them gratefully and smiles with reserve.

Now, he has finally found the satisfaction of spending money like before, although the price of doing so is that his pocket shrinks quickly.

But what's the point? If you don't spend money, it's useless to die!

Drinking foreign spirits and eating sweet cakes, Gao Fei felt that this evening was the happiest night he had ever had since he returned to China two years ago.

Of course, with good wine and food, the hospitality of the waiter, listening to the beautiful piano music, it is indeed a petty bourgeois life that many people yearn for.

However, when goofy got to the third cup of tequila, he felt as if something was missing.

Women.

Yes, wine and food are the best, but there is a lack of a woman, a beautiful woman.

"If God were merciful, it would be perfect to give another beautiful girl."

Gao Fei shakes his glass and sighs softly: "Alas, I'm really full of food and clothing."

Maybe God heard goofy's sigh. Just as he was about to drink his glass dry, and then went back to sleep in his nest where there was no heating in summer and no refrigerator in winter, a sweet woman's voice rang out: "Sir, can I sit here?"

Goofy's eyes shine when he looks up.

A woman came up to the card.

This woman is about thirty years old. She is not tall and short.

But the figure was very well proportioned, wearing a V collar black dress, showing a charming clavicle with curves, and a pair of black heeled sandals with high heels under the white feet, with tiny blue nails on the toenails, and a gleaming color in the lamplight.

Especially the woman's flowing eyes, gently turning, can hook the man's soul away.

Saliva slowly drips down from the corner of Gao Fei's mouth: sister Lin falls from the sky.