Ding Yinan arrived at the Machimoto bar that he had agreed with Yuan Feng on time. At this time, the preparations for the party had just begun, and Yuan Feng was confirming the itinerary for tonight with several of his employees.
Machimoto Bar is one of the best bars in the city. Although Ding Yinan rarely comes to this kind of place, he once came here once with Han Shuo.
Tonight, the Machimoto Bar was taken over by the youngest daughter of the richest man in the city to hold her bachelor night party before her wedding. Yuan Feng arranged many sessions according to her requirements, such as magic, striptease, body painting, etc., many of which were related to a certain color.
This kind of link is prone to trouble, and it is no wonder that Yuan Feng's spirit has been highly tense.
"So what do I need to do?"
In the small restaurant next to the bar, Ding Yinan had dinner with Yuan Feng and got a general idea of the situation. Yuan Feng's team is less than ten people, not only to coordinate the staff of the bar, but also to connect with performers from all walks of life, everyone's work is very busy.
"Squad leader, you don't have much to do, just help me order the shipment of champagne." Yuan Feng said, "Tonight's drinks are all provided by the bar, but the champagne is the supplier I brought in."
Ding Yinan nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "How much is one?"
"Eight thousand and eight." Yuan Feng paused, "I'll get two thousand."
"OK."
This matter seems simple, but it is actually related to tonight's "harvest". Yuan Feng hosts the party and charges according to the size of the party, which includes the venue, performance and other expenses. In addition, if you want to make an extra profit, it depends on how much champagne is shipped.
Ding Yinan understood Yuan Feng's hint, the more customers order, the more they earn. But if you understand it, you understand it, Ding Yinan is only here to help temporarily, and he can only do his best. He believes that Yuan Feng's own team will encourage guests to open more champagne without his troubles.
"Also," Yuan Feng said, looking Ding Yinan up and down, and teased, "Tonight there will be a lot of friends of the young lady, you know those rich women, if they try to mess with you, you can bear it."
People who come to bars mostly want to indulge. If they pass by the opposite sex outside, normal people will politely give up half of their body, but it is different in bars. Most people who meet face to face will take advantage of it.
Ding Yinan is not that hypocritical, and it's not unbearable to be taken advantage of in a bar. He nodded and said, "Okay."
"It will be easier after twelve o'clock." Yuan Feng said, "You can also have fun at that time."
At 8:00, luxury cars from all walks of life gathered at the Machimoto Bar, and only then did Ding Yinan realize that this job was not as easy as Yuan Feng described.
He doesn't need to keep an eye on the whereabouts of each bottle of champagne, he only needs to roughly grasp the shipment volume, and contact the supplier in time when the stock is insufficient. Not at the pace of getting the goods.
Fortunately, the original inventory had survived the initial wave, and Ding Yinan was free after contacting the supplier to replenish the stock. He began to observe the situation at each table, and encouraged the guests to open champagne as long as they could serve champagne. After wandering around for a few times, he opened at least twenty more bottles for Yuan Feng.
Yuan Feng was right in one point, Ding Yinan really encountered a lot of bad hands. Many girls came to him asking for his contact information, and occasionally a man would come forward to strike up a conversation. Ding Yinan uniformly reported Yuan Feng's mobile phone number to the other party on the grounds that he did not have his mobile phone with him.
This trick is very easy to use, but there are times when the car overturns.
After entering the number reported by Ding Yinan in WeChat, a rich lady in sexy clothes sneered and said, "Little brother, you are really interesting. I want your WeChat, not your Mr. Yuan's WeChat."
Obviously, this lady knew Yuan Feng.
Ding Yinan didn't want to be fooled anymore, so he had to give out his mobile phone number. But this was the only time this happened, all the other people who struck up a conversation were fooled by Ding Yinan.
As time slowly approached twelve o'clock, the party atmosphere gradually reached its climax. All the lights in the bar turned on the stage together, and handsome male models came out from behind the stage one after another.
The male models are nearly naked, with only a pair of underwear on their bodies. Every model walked to the front of the stage, or pushed the crotch, or touched the crotch, which always caused screams in the bar one after another.
Ding Yinan is a normal man, so naturally he will not resist admiring beauty. Seeing that he was almost busy at the moment, he went to the bar to find a vacant seat, and enjoyed the erotic catwalk while drinking.
"Do you know how much these models earn?" Yuan Feng on the side touched Ding Yinan with a beer bottle, "Just walk around here, and you can get three thousand."
Ding Yinan probably knows the market of male models, after all his ex-boyfriend is a model.
He raised his head and took a sip of beer when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. The man came out from behind the stage wearing sexy panties, the crotch should have been padded with sponge, looking very majestic.
Dante Yinan knew that he was actually not that big.
"Just like this," Yuan Feng pointed at Han Shuo on the stage with his chin, "I was raised by the daughter of a real estate agent, and I just received a luxury car on my birthday not long ago."
Before, Ding Yinan felt strange, where did Han Shuo get the car on the day he moved. He thought he was borrowing it from a friend, but he didn't expect it to be Han Shuo's own birthday present.
He suddenly remembered the encounter with Yuan Feng in another city, and the scene of Han Shuo cheating on him, and an idea popped up in his mind unconsciously. He asked Yuan Feng calmly, "Did you introduce him?"
"That's right." Yuan Feng admitted generously, "These daughters love to sleep with male models."
Although Ding Yinan had already let go of Han Shuo in his heart, he still felt out of breath when he heard Yuan Feng say these things so routinely.
He felt like a fool, wishing to live an ordinary life with his boyfriend, completely unaware of what kind of work the other party was doing behind the scenes.
"He..." Ding Yinan said with difficulty breathing, "Has he been taken care of all this time?"
"It's been less than half a year." Yuan Feng looked at Ding Yinan jokingly and said, "What's the monitor, do you want me to introduce you to the rich woman?"
Ding Yinan's face was really not very good-looking, Yuan Feng probably thought he had said something wrong, and hurriedly said: "You are just kidding, you are handsome and capable, how could you be reduced to being taken care of by others."
Ding Yinan patted Yuan Feng's shoulder and said, "I'll go out to get some fresh air."
Away from the noisy environment, with the cool night breeze blowing, Ding Yinan lit a cigarette at the door of the bar, and slowly let out the depression in his heart.
Emotions come and go quickly. After all, the current Han Shuo is just an insignificant stranger to Ding Yinan. The reason why he feels depressed is not because he regrets the feelings he gave before, but because he suspects that he may not be suitable for dating at all.
He spends a lot of energy on work, he understands all of Huo Zhixiao's hobbies, but he doesn't know what the people around him think. After a relationship, it's like talking about loneliness, and he feels more fulfilled when he hasn't worked yet.
The person smoking a cigarette next to him came to Ding Yinan for excuses, and his intention to strike up a conversation couldn't be more obvious. It happened that the last cigarette in Ding Yinan's hand had already been smoked, so he handed the lighter to the man and said, "You don't need to return it."
Ding Yinan has no habit of having one-night stands with strangers. While he does want to relax with a good drink right now, he'd rather drink alone.
When returning to the bar, Ding Yinan collided with the person who was coming out. He turned sideways to make way, but the man suddenly grabbed his wrist forcefully.
Han Shuo looked at Ding Yinan's open neckline, frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"