The best time is because of you

Chapter 7

"In the era when the Internet is prevalent, Internet celebrities are born in response to the trend of the times. After experiencing the upsurge of Internet celebrities such as Lotus Sister and Fairy Sister, another new Internet celebrity has appeared, and that is our charming The female bartender Para Paramita——" After reading this, Xiao Ke, the DJ of Dream Bar, tied his tongue, turned his head and said to Shu Ya who was putting on makeup, "Shu Meiren, are you sure you want to use such a monster? name?"

"Well," Shuya put a thick eyeshadow on her eyelids, "Sister is playing with her personality."

Xiao Ke continued to read: "She is so graceful in mixing wine, smart and free and easy, like a magic pen; she only mixes three glasses of wine a day, and the taste of each glass of wine is different, which means that life is full of flavors." He couldn't help but smack again Tongue, "Isn't this an exaggeration that is too nasty?" Anyone who has worked in the bar for a long time knows that Shuya's bartending skills can be regarded as smooth and easy, but the magic stroke is completely divorced from reality.As for the taste of each glass of wine is different, it is because Shuya always mixes wine as she likes, and Yagener can't remember the ingredients and mixing ratio of each glass of wine. As for the taste of the wine, she probably doesn't know even herself.

"It's none of my business, you have to ask Miss Ai." Shu Ya looked at her makeup in the mirror. At night, the bar lights were dim, and she couldn't look at it without heavy makeup.

Ai Lan was looking at her enviously, light makeup is always suitable, referring to people like Shuya.Hearing that the topic involved her, Ai Lan turned her head and knocked on Xiao Ke's forehead: "The content and essence are not important, the important thing is hype, hype, understand? We Shumei people are celebrities now, what we want is celebrity effect, don't be afraid Exaggeration, I'm afraid not to exaggerate, understand?"

Xiao Ke covered his dizzy head, "Chinese, Chinese people speak Chinese."

"Hurry up and rehearse," Ai Lan roared, "Missed tonight's plan, be careful I'll take your skin off."

Xiao Ke continued to recite those nasty and exaggerated lines with a painful face.

A month ago, a customer took a video of Shuya's bartending with his mobile phone, and posted it on the Internet, which aroused the enthusiasm of some netizens. Not because of how great her bartending skills are.

Ai Lan, the business-minded bar manager, took the opportunity to recruit a group of Internet promoters to hype them up. They can say whatever they want, and they can fry them as much as they want. They forced Shuya to become a hot Internet celebrity nowadays. The popularity of Dreaming Bar has also increased significantly, and the business is booming every night.

Immediately afterwards, Ailan played the trick of rare goods and living, asking Shuya to make only three glasses of wine every night, and then the DJ instigated the atmosphere of the scene and stimulated the guests to bid on the spot, so as to achieve the goal of selling the three glasses of wine at a high price.

The first night's attempt was quite successful. The three glasses of wine that Shuya concocted were bought by customers at high prices early on. For the rest of the time, she just sat at the bar counter as a wall flower, showing people and people watching.

A little boy with smooth hair came to the bar and winked at Shu Ya: "Hey, beauty, can you go out for a drink?"

Shuya's eyelids rolled coldly: "Sir, we are a legitimate bar. If you need special services, turn left when you go out, then turn right, and go 800 meters."

After Xiaobailian walked away disheveled, a fat man with a golden body came and threw a thick bundle of money on the bar: "Make an offer, and I will cover you for one night."

Shuya raised her hands and clapped her hands: "Security, clear the place."

So the fat man was thrown out the door.

Throughout the night, the people who came to strike up a conversation came one after another, and Shuya dismissed them all in a snappy manner.

Ai Lan watched coldly for a while, then came to Shuya's side: "Beauty, the guests are our parents after all, can you be more low-key and tactful?"

"It's okay," Shuya said firmly. "These people are noble, glamorous and individual. After a day or two, they will definitely come back."

Ai Lan didn't take it seriously: "Catch love, you study psychology, and you can understand people's psychology clearly?"

"Guess right," Shuya snapped her fingers, "I majored in psychology in college."

Ai Lan was surprised: "You majored in psychology, but you came here to do the bartending job. It's seriously not the right major."

"How could it be?" Shuya said solemnly, "We are in the service industry, should we study the psychology of customers, should we try to figure out what our competitors think? Also, if we are hunting for a fortune, looking for a husband, should we know each other before we can start?" ?”

"That's right," Ai Lan nodded, a little interested by what she said, "Could it be that you chose to major in psychology for these purposes?"

"Isn't it? Like me, who integrates professionalism into work and life, who else is more professional than me."

"Then tell me the psychological analysis of the guest."

"For example, the coquettish guy with oily hair and pink face just now is a narcissist. He just thinks that I am handsome, and women in the world will scream and faint when they see me; the second guy with golden light, It looks like I am rich and rich, and you all come to flatter me with the mentality of adoring and admiring me." Shuya analyzed clearly, "Actually, both of them are empty-handed, and one just wants to find a rich woman to eat softly. , it will hurt at least half a month for someone who pretends to be a rich man once."

"What about this one?" Ailan pointed to the young man who was drinking alone at a nearby table. He had an extremely sunny aura, and even a gloomy face couldn't hide his clean breath.

Shu Ya's eyes lit up: "A real big water fish, hurry up," she beckoned to the man behind her, "give him those expensive wines that are not easy to get drunk."

Ai Lan was dubious: "How did you see that?"

"This is professional authority," Shuya said proudly, "In short, you can rest assured that this is a person from a wealthy family, frustrated in love, who comes to the bar to get drunk, so no matter what wine is given to him, he will definitely take it all, and Don't worry about him not being able to pay."

After a while, the young man drank all the wine that was delivered. Seeing that he was almost drunk, Shuya hurriedly asked someone to pay the bill, and the young man handed over a credit card.

Seeing Shu Ya happy to swipe the card with her own hands, Ai Lan couldn't help but wonder: "You don't plan to swipe an extra sum, do you?"

"How can you do that? Isn't this robbery?" Shuya said earnestly, "We have to do business fairly and justly. You can kill customers, but you must never rob customers. This is a matter of professional ethics. I'm selling those wines, right? The commission goes to me."

Ai Lan was amazed that professional ethics can be understood in this way.

After swiping the card, Shuya threw the credit card to the waiter: "Hurry up and return it, he will have to use it to pay the bill tomorrow."

"Are you sure he will come tomorrow?"

Shuya nodded affirmatively: "It will be at least half a month."

Sure enough, the young man came again the next day, and then on the third day, the fourth day... until the ninth day, when Shuya was about to call the waiter to check out, she saw the young man lying on the ground: "Huh?" , fell down so soon today?" She walked to the young man and knelt down, stretched out a finger and poked his shoulder, "Is it dead?"

The young man snorted softly, frowning tightly, looking very painful.

"Find out the contact information of his family," Shuya said to the waiter, "call them and let them pick him up."

After searching all over the body, the young man didn't bring a mobile phone, and the only personal information about him was an ID card.

"Yang Fan," Shu Ya took a look at her ID card, and immediately started cursing, "This brat is only 21 years old this year, one year younger than me, and he lived and died for love."

"He vomited blood!" the waiter exclaimed.

Shu Ya looked down and saw that blood mixed with wine was overflowing from the mouth of the young man named Yang Fan. "I did it myself!" She looked up to the sky and sighed, took out her mobile phone and dialed 120.

When he opened his eyes, Yang Fan was at a loss for a moment, unable to remember where he was, and slowly turned his head to look around.

"Don't look, this is a hospital."

He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a woman with colorful makeup standing up from a stool in the corner of the ward. Under the incandescent lamp, wearing such heavy makeup was quite scary.

"You had stomach bleeding while drinking in our bar, and you couldn't find your family's contact information, so I had to send you to the hospital."

Yang Fan looked at her indifferently, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Shu Ya didn't care, and continued: "Originally, I never leave my name when I do good deeds, but your credit card is maxed out, and I will pay you a 5000 yuan hospital deposit in advance, so I think it is necessary to wait for you to wake up." Come, let me tell you."

Yang Fan was impatient: "I didn't ask you to meddle in your own business."

"It's amazing——" Shu Ya half-sarcastically, "I just lost my love. It's amazing. Look at your talent. I've lost my virginity. I'm not as humble as you."

Yang Fan was annoyed, and said indiscriminately: "How do you know that I have not lost my virginity?"

"Huh?" Shuya was in high spirits, "You also lost your virginity, were you raped or raped?"

Yang Fan's face was flushed red, and he was trembling while pointing at Shuya: "Are you, are you a woman?"

Shuya stroked her thin short hair: "Sex is emptiness, and emptiness is color. I advise you not to covet my beauty, so you don't have to care about my real gender."

"Who is greedy for your beauty?" Yang Fan disdainfully said, "You can't even compare to my girlfriend's little finger."

Shu Ya snorted: "It doesn't matter how nice she is, you've already been dumped."

"She didn't dump me!" Yang Fan was impatient.

"Since you haven't been dumped, why are you dying?"

Yang Fan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, his eyes gradually turned red, and he closed his eyes: "Go, I owe you the money, I will send it to you in a day or two."

Shu Ya sighed, pulled a stool and sat down: "Little brother, I'm not talking about you, who hasn't lost love once or twice in their life, if everyone is like you, wouldn't the human beings in this world be extinct long ago? "

"You don't understand, between me and her—" Yang Fan smiled wryly, his voice hoarse, "I'm so confused, why are you telling me this?"

"Yes, how can I, a stranger, understand the story between you two." Shuya said in a sincere tone, "I just want to tell you that my family was ruined and I was forced to leave the man I loved, but I Still have to live well, if that person fails me, I want to live better than him and make him regret; if that person has never failed me, I should cherish myself even more, so that when he comes back, he can see a perfect me."

Yang Fan looked at her in astonishment, his expression seemed to have moved.

Shuya smiled and handed him the phone: "Call your family, you need the care of your family now." She got up and left, leaving him an independent space.

After standing outside the door for a while, expecting his call to be over, Shuya entered the ward. Yang Fan returned the phone to her with a look of gratitude on his face: "Thank you!"

Shuya waved her hand and said as she walked, "Thank you, no need, just remember to return the 5000 yuan to me."

……

After completing the task of mixing three glasses of wine every night, Shuya stared wide-eyed, looking for fish in the crowd.A sanctimonious man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was telling her about his misfortune in marriage, and at the end he stared at her affectionately: "Polo, I can tell you are a gentle, kind, understanding girl. "

There are many rich people in the bar, but there are not many people like Yang Fan who are straightforward and careless. Remembering that he still owes himself 5000 yuan, he said he would pay it back in a day or two, but how many days?Shuya rested her cheeks and sighed melancholy.

The glasses were very excited: "Polo, I did not misread you, you are the confidante I have searched thousands of times!" He stretched out his hand to hold her hand.

Shuya scowled and stared viciously: "What are you doing?"

Glasses froze for a moment, and immediately turned sad: "Polo, do you mind my yellow-faced woman? She is vulgar, savage, and uneducated. There is no common language between me and her. Do you know that every day I They all live in pain and despair..."

"You're sick," Shuya scolded impatiently, "it's none of my business that you're suffering and desperate. I'm neither a psychiatrist nor a confidant sister. I have no money to listen to your disgusting nonsense. Your wife is What kind of bad luck did I have to marry such a top quality like you."

Panting heavily, Glasses pointed at Shu Ya: "I thought you were a flower of interpretation, but you turned out to be a vulgar shrew, just wait and see, I will expose your true face to the majority of netizens. "

Shuya smiled contemptuously: "As far as your virtue is concerned, who would believe it?" Her expression changed to an angry one, and she shouted in a trembling voice, "Miss Ai, someone wants to moleste me and threaten me, saying that I am not satisfied. At his request, go online to discredit me."

The drinkers in the hall looked over one after another. Ailan walked over aggressively with two security guards. Some guests took out their mobile phones and started filming.

Glasses was furious, and jumped up and shouted: "Slander, you are shameless slander!"

"I can testify," Yang Fan stood up from a high chair in front of the bar and faced the hall, "I have been sitting here just now, and I heard with my own ears that this gentleman kept insulting his wife, saying that he married such a wife It was very painful, he asked Sister Po Luo to be his lover, Sister Po Luo sternly rejected him, and said a few words of justice for his wife, this gentleman became furious and threatened Sister Po Luo that he would go online to discredit her."

Shuya raised her eyebrows, this child is really on the go.

In view of Shuya's usual icy and aloof performance when dealing with endless harassment, her words are indeed somewhat convincing, and Yang Fan's sunny and upright image further confirms the truth of what she just said.

The crowd was in an uproar, eyes of contempt, ridicule, and disgust were cast on the sanctimonious hypocrite, and a certain drinker with a sense of justice even held up his mobile phone, "Don't worry Polo, this guy can't discredit you, I'll take a picture of it all, tonight Post it online."

The hypocrite's face was hideous: "You dare to treat me like this, do you know who I am? If I annoy you, I will let your bar close tomorrow."

Ai Lan hates this kind of man the most, especially the man who is still intimidating her on her site. She doesn't even want to say a word to that scumbag. She directly tells the security: "Keep the money for the wine, and the man will fork it and throw it out. Don't allow this trash to set foot in our bar."

That guy still wanted to make a noise, but he was carried out by the collar by the tall and stalwart security guards. The guests clapped and applauded to see him off, and the farce ended.

Everyone was busy with their work, and Shuya looked at Yang Fan. She lost a lot of weight and was in good spirits. She poured a cup of black tea and pushed it over: "Little brother, your stomach can't stand the test of alcohol, come and drink tea."

Yang Fan caught the teacup that slipped in front of him, and frowned slightly: "Do you often encounter this kind of trouble?"

"It's not often." Shuya didn't think it mattered at all, she could basically handle it by herself, and with Ailan and Xiao Ke watching, there wouldn't be any big disturbances.

Yang Fan held the cup and lowered his head to think. Shuya was thinking about when he was going to pay her back, when she suddenly heard him say: "That day, thank you for sending me to the hospital, do you think I can do something for you, for example, for you Another job offer?"

When he said these words, he kept his head down. Shuya noticed that his ears were slightly red. He was indeed a good child educated in a good environment. I really like the environment and colleagues here.”

Yang Fan didn't say anything more, and handed her a thick envelope, which obviously contained more than 5000 yuan in banknotes. Shuya counted out 5000 yuan and returned the remaining banknotes to him: "We are so familiar, the interest is [-] yuan. Don't accept it."

Yang Fan is also a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense, put away the extra banknotes, and asked with some doubts: "Your name is Polo?"

Shuya said seriously: "It's Boluomi, surnamed Bo, first name Luomi, a very special name, right?"

Yang Fan nodded, and didn't ask any more questions out of politeness, but there was still doubt in his eyes: "Bo, Polo-mi, my name is Yang Fan."

Shuya couldn't help laughing: "Little brother, don't you ever go online?"

Yang Fan was ashamed: "During this period of time, I didn't seem to have done anything other than drinking and getting drunk."

In this way, Shu Ya picked up a friend who was worth making friends with. Yang Fan came to the Dream Bar every now and then, and he was willing to follow her advice, no longer touch alcohol, only drink some fruit juice, black tea and other beverages .

The two gradually became acquainted, and some topics were no longer taboo. One day, Yang Fan asked: "Shu Ya, what was the specific situation of the incident you mentioned in the hospital last time? help you?"

Shuya was at a loss: "Which thing are you referring to?"

"It's you who said that the family was ruined and people were forced to leave their lover."

This happened more than two months ago. He didn't expect to make a random nonsense, but he still remembered it. Shuya felt a little surprised and a little moved, wanted to laugh but felt embarrassed, and had a weird expression.

Seeing her silent for a long time, Yang Fan glanced at her in confusion, and suddenly realized something: "Oh——, so you lied to me," he said angrily, "I wasted so much sympathy, and I was only thinking about getting it." What can I do to get justice for you!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited," Shuya comforted him with a smirk, "Actually, it's not deceitful. It should be said that our understanding is wrong. My father passed away nine years ago, and my mother has been widowed for him for more than eight years. When I found a man who was reliable and devoted to her, I encouraged her to remarry, so my family was ruined, right, although it is not as miserable as you think, but the meaning is similar."

Yang Fan was still aggrieved: "Then what about your so-called being forced to leave your lover?"

"I don't want to leave that person, but he doesn't like me, what can I do?" Thinking of the past, Shuya felt a little depressed, "Speaking of it, I'm still worse than you, at least you and your girlfriend are in love Yue, as for me, unrequited love from beginning to end, the most ridiculous thing is that he slept with me, and I mistakenly thought he liked me."

Yang Fan frowned: "Since he doesn't like you, how could he do this to you?"

Shuya smiled: "Little brother, if every man is like you, how can there be so many sad and resentful girls in this world?" Glancing at the majestic Yang Fan, she was not without envy and hatred, "Your girlfriend met you , It’s really a treasure, if that guy is also such a man with principles and affection, I won’t let him go even if I kill him.”

Mentioning his girlfriend, Yang Fan felt a little sad: "She is always different from others..."

The two had their own concerns and were relatively speechless. After a while, Yang Fan broke the silence: "According to what you said, that man is not a very good person. What do you like about him?"

Without thinking, Shuya said, "He looks good."

Yang Fan felt incredible: "Just because of this?".

"That's right, because of this, he is not ordinary good-looking, but extremely good-looking." Shuya glanced up and down Yang Fan again, "To be honest, you are also very good-looking , but compared with him, the difference is not only one or two grades."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Yang Fan picked up a magazine next to him, pointed to the cover and asked, "How does it compare to this person?"

Shuya glanced at it indifferently, and then snatched the magazine. On the cover was a large half-length photo of a young man with handsome facial features and a casual smile on his lips. He was wearing a black casual shirt. Under the collar, two buttons were casually opened, revealing a strong wheat-colored chest, sexy in his looseness, such a man, there is no need to say anything or do anything, it is a fatal temptation in itself. .

Shu Ya couldn't stop looking at the line of words next to the photo over and over again: Chu Jie, a giant in the entertainment industry.She muttered to herself: "How is it possible? When I met him, he was just the owner of a small bar."

Yang Fan was taken aback: "Is this the man you mentioned earlier?".

Shuya raised her head and smiled shyly, "Am I embarrassed that I didn't even know the identity of the other party?"

Yang Fan comforted: "Maybe his career developed in the few years after you left."

Shuya opened the inside page of the magazine and pointed to the name of the entertainment company under Chu Jie's name: "Phantom Entertainment and Polar Night City were already famous long before I left S City." Hanging his head, he was speechless for a long time. .

"Do you still love this person?" Yang Fan asked softly.

"I don't know," Shuya shook her head, with a look of sadness in her blank eyes, "for a long time, whenever I thought of this name, I wanted to cry, but then I gradually became numb, and I rarely Thinking of him, but, whether it is out of hatred or out of love, it is really hard for people to forget a person like him, if you can't forget it, you can't forget it, there is no way."

"Shu Ya, let's go back." Yang Fan felt her feelings, but after all, to untie the bell, one still needs to tie the bell. No matter how caring others are, there is nothing they can do to help them. "I will go to Shanghai to work in a week, just as you said." Said, I am a big man, I should not stay at home to eat, my current mobile phone number will always be reserved, in case you need my help with anything, you can call me at any time. ".

Shuya looked at him with warmth in her eyes: "No matter what happens in the future, you must cherish your body. If you can hurt yourself, there is no reason to blame others for hurting you."

Yang Fan smiled and nodded: "You too, cherish yourself."

(End of this chapter)