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Chapter 445 Don't Let Me Drink Fake Alcohol

Ye Yuhan looked at the navigation, and it took a lot of effort to find the destination - a small house on the verge of abandonment.

Looking at the crooked word "bar" at the door, the corners of Zhen Mu's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ye Yuhan, his eyes were full of injuries, "Sister, although the price you gave is high, you can't let me drink fake wine. !"

Alcohol hurts the body, even if it is real wine, let alone fake wine?

"Brother Zhen, how did you come to this conclusion?" Ye Yuhan stared innocently at Zhen Mu's accusation.

"This place is so broken, how could there be wine?" Zhen Mu looked confident about the whole situation, "But there is a word bar on the door, which means that this place is either a lie, or it sells wine." Fake wine!"

Looking at Zhen Mu who was full of confidence, Ye Yuhan didn't know what to say, she opened her mouth and promised, "Don't worry, I won't let you drink fake wine!"

It's enough for two, if you drink fake wine and make your brain stupid, you really can't afford it!

What I want is a bodyguard, not a mental retardation!

"Really?" Zhen Mu's eyes flickered, like an innocent little white rabbit.

"Really." Ye Yuhan nodded, and without giving Zhen Mu a chance to speak, she dragged Zhen Mu by the collar and led her into the room.

The room is small, without the colorful neon lights of a normal bar, and there is no polite young and handsome bartender wearing waiter uniforms, and there is no passionate music, and there is not even a single customer.

There is only one old table in the room, and a person who is dozing off is lying on it.

Behind this person, there is a counter with scattered wine bottles...

Seeing the scene in front of her, Ye Yuhan frowned. Sure enough, just like her previous life, this bartender who was famous overseas was still wasting his time in a state of depression.

"Knock knock..." Ye Yuhan stepped forward and politely knocked on the table.

"Who is it?" The man yawned lazily when he heard the noise, raised his head from the table, and looked displeased at Ye Yuhan, the person who disturbed his dream.

The man's black hair was messy lying behind his head, his face was covered with blue-gray stubble, he was wearing a ragged shirt, and he exuded a gloomy and slovenly atmosphere all the time.

"Hi, I would like a glass of wine." Ye Yuhan ignored the man's obvious dissatisfaction and smiled lightly.

The tone is very patient, as if talking to an ignorant child.

"Not for sale! Let's go!" Hearing this, the man snorted dissatisfiedly, dismissed him unceremoniously, and then directly lay down on the table again to continue his sweet dream.

"Sir, I see the word "bar" hanging on your door. Now I come to buy wine, but you don't sell it. What do you mean?" Looking at the man's unwelcoming attitude, Ye Yuhan didn't show any sign of getting angry. , and did not leave at the man's words, but spoke calmly again, unwilling to let go.

"It's not interesting!" The man buried his head in the crook of his arm, and said in a muffled voice, the voice was very impatient, "There is a bar 200 meters away from the door and turn left, if you want to drink, go there and drink, don't bother me!"

Logically speaking, it seems that this bar will not have a single customer for half a year.

After finally coming to a man, this man has money but doesn't make money. Instead, he drives people out and helps introduce other bars. To be honest, this is not the behavior of a normal person.

　There is one more~~~
　　Please collect~~~
　　Ask for a monthly ticket~~~
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(End of this chapter)