After Jing Ling finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Stop!" Miss Zhang stopped him, "I said, little friend, did you misunderstand something? I just heard that you are good at crafting, so I asked Dong San to call you up. What do you think I am going to do?"
Jing Ling looked back at her, admitted her mistake and apologized very readily, and her tone sounded like that, "That's right, I misunderstood Miss Zhang, I'm sorry, I hope you don't take it to heart." After a pause, he continued, "If Ms. Zhang is okay, I'll go down first. The guests at the bar are still waiting."
After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly, turned around and went out the door.
This time, Ms. Zhang didn't stop her anymore, her gaze fell on him until his figure disappeared in the entrance, then she retracted her gaze, raised the corners of her lips slightly, took the mobile phone and dialed Brother Dong's number, beeping twice Connected.
"Come here." After saying two words, he hung up.
Brother Dong came quickly, less than a minute after the call was hung up, knocked on the door politely, and opened the door to enter after getting permission from Miss Zhang.
"Miss Zhang, what do you want me to do?" Dong Ge smiled apologetically. Although he didn't know what happened, but when he came here just now, he met Jing Ling at the corner of the second floor, and the other party said to him-"Miss Zhang may not be in a good mood at the moment, Brother Dong, please bear with me "He was a little confused at the time, what do you mean by being in a bad mood? What do I need to worry about? Jing Ling only said one sentence and left, and he received a call from Miss Zhang, so he couldn't stop to ask about the specific situation, so he could only go upstairs nervously.
Miss Zhang pointed to the seat beside her, "Sit."
Brother Dong quickly moved over and sat down beside him carefully.
Miss Zhang took out a pack of cigarettes from her handbag, took one out and brought it to her mouth. Brother Dong very discerningly took out the lighter and lit it for her. She took a puff and exhaled a small smoke ring, and her voice could not distinguish between emotions and anger, "Where did you find this kid?"
Brother Dong had a bad guess in his heart, and asked cautiously, "Did Jing Ling make you angry with Miss Zhang? Let me apologize to you here first. He just came today and doesn't know the rules. Your lord Don't be as knowledgeable as him!"
Having been in this industry for a long time, Brother Dong knows the way. Under such circumstances, it is basically not wrong to make an apology first.
Miss Zhang gave him a sideways look, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me, where did you find it?"
Seeing that she didn't seem to be angry, Brother Dong was a little uncertain, honestly explained Jing Ling's details, and then concluded, "He later asked me that the salary must be paid daily, maybe because of lack of money Bar."
"Lack of money?" Ms. Zhang seemed to have heard some joke, "Dong San, your eyesight is fine, can a person with this kind of bearing be raised by an ordinary family? Do you know what he told me just now?" You are very Beautiful, but not my type', I didn't say anything and he knew what I was thinking. I told him that he was thinking too much, and he simply admitted his mistake and apologized without saying anything. How can he be an ordinary person if he can do this. I don’t think he is very old from his appearance, have you seen his ID card, he is not an adult, where is he from?"
Dong San rubbed his head with a look of embarrassment, "Could it be someone's son came out to experience life? But when he came here in the afternoon, he was wearing ordinary clothes. As for the ID card, I haven't had time to look at it, why don't I Wait and ask?" At that time, I only thought of a live sign, and I wished that people would go to work quickly, and the ID card issue was simply forgotten.
Ms. Zhang waved her away when she heard the words, "Go, go, what's your brain doing? You didn't say it in the early days, but suddenly asking at this time, it's so obvious that it makes people suspicious."
Dong San scratched his head, "Then what should we do?"
Miss Zhang said, "Don't worry about him, just pretend nothing happened."
She knew what Dong San was like, and she must have told Jing Ling that she was a distinguished guest here before coming here, but his attitude was calm from the beginning to the end, with a decent smile on his face, even if he could see the meaning of her eyes, No embarrassment. A person's appearance is born, but the cultivation of bearing depends on the day after tomorrow. The circle in Yuncheng is so big, she knows who there are, there is no family named Jing, and she has never heard of anyone. There is such an outstanding young man in his family, so he believes that Jing Ling is from another place.
"What a pity." If it was just a child of ordinary background, she could still raise it, but for a person like this who doesn't know the details, the best way is not to touch it.
However, what Ms. Zhang didn't know was that Jing Ling deliberately created these to guide her to think in the direction he wanted, and finally achieve her goal.
After staying in so many worlds, Jing Ling has seen all kinds of scenes. He has seen Miss Zhang look at him in the eyes of many people, and he doesn't like others looking at him with that look. But in his current situation, one thing more is worse than one thing less, so he can only guide other people's thoughts in this way, making them mistakenly believe that his identity is not simple, so as to reduce unnecessary troubles.
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The business of the bar was unprecedentedly good. It was originally scheduled to close at 2 o'clock in the morning, but it was abruptly extended by an hour, but even so, there were still many customers in the store who were reluctant to leave. Brother Dong had no choice but to drag on for more than half an hour. Afterwards, he talked and talked, and finally persuaded the person to leave.
Others were doing simple cleaning. Brother Dong called Jing Ling to the backstage lounge and settled his salary, "The basic salary is 10, and the drink commission is 850. I will make up a total of 3,000 for you. Do you want cash or not?" transfer?"
As agreed before, the part-time salary is 10 a day plus a 5% commission for high-end drinks, which means that tonight, the wine sold by Jing Ling is 57,000. Advanced. For a place like Yuncheng, this number is already exaggerated, but in fact, 90% of the 57,000 miles came from Dong Geyue's big customers, and Ms. Zhang was one of them. I got a sister Rong.
Because of the example of Ms. Zhang, Brother Dong explained the situation to Sister Rong first, and the previous situation did not happen again. Sister Rong also cooperated and asked Brother Dong to vacate a seat at the bar, and sat there watching Jing Ling. During the period, she teased him a little and asked him to sing a song. She opened a bottle of wine and invited everyone to drink. Jing Ling had no objection to this, and sang a song together.
"Cash, I don't have my bank. bank. card." Jing Ling deliberately said ambiguously.
Brother Dong was misled as expected. Thinking of the conversation with Ms. Zhang before, he felt that he had guessed correctly. This is a son who ran away from home to experience life. His credit card was suspended, so he went to his bar to perform.
"Okay!" Brother Dong readily agreed, counted 3,000 yuan in cash and handed it over to him, pretending to ask casually, "By the way, Jing Ling, I think you are a bit young, do you have your ID card with you?" ?”
"Thank you, Brother Dong." Jing Ling took the money and said without changing expression, "It's full, but I forgot to bring my ID card, so let's do it another day. Brother Dong, why did you suddenly ask this?"
This reaction is the same as what Ms. Zhang said. Brother Dong was more determined that his guess was correct.
"It's okay, I just asked casually. You know, in a place like a bar, if the higher ups are serious, it will be a little troublesome."
It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and the bar was basically cleaned up. The rest of the work can be done when the doors open tomorrow afternoon. The big guys greeted each other and went home after get off work.
It was still dark, and he couldn't go home for the time being. Jing Ling opened an hourly room in a nearby hotel. After taking a brief shower, he lay down on the bed and squinted. I woke up at 8 o'clock, tidied up and checked out the room, and went home directly.
After changing cars a few times, it was past noon when we got home.
The weather was fine and sunny. Jing Qiu took off all the sheets and quilts at home and washed them. When Jing Ling came back, she was moving a stool to step on to dry clothes.
"Sister, come down first, let me dry it." Jing Ling walked over and said.
Jing Qiu hurriedly turned his head when he heard the words, but he fell backwards because he didn't step on his feet in a hurry. Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, fortunately, Jing Ling rushed over to catch her with quick eyes and hands, put her arm around her shoulders, and passed her hand under her knees. It was a very standard idol drama princess hug, but there was no matching circle, so she was quickly released. When he got down, he asked with concern, "Are you all right?"
Jing Qiu shook his head, a little embarrassed, "It's okay." Then he asked him, "Did you go out with your classmates to have fun?"
"I'll talk to you later." Jing Ling said, walked over and bent down to grab the quilt cover from the bucket, put it on the clothesline easily, and spread it out. After drying, I sat with Jing Qiu under the eaves to enjoy the cool breeze, and confessed the matter to her by the way.
When Jing Qiu heard this, he was moved and at the same time a little angry. One was because he was worried about his safety, and the other was because in the old ideology, bars and other entertainment places were not good places.
But Jing Ling finally persuaded her, and then described to her a bright prospect for the near future.
"I work part-time for half a month. When the grades come out and fill out the application form, we set off for the imperial capital, rent the house in advance, and report directly to the school when the admission notice comes out."
Jing Qiu said unhappily, "The scores haven't come out yet, you're sure you can get into a university in the capital of God!"
This matter has been exposed like this.
Half a month passed quickly, and Jing Ling said goodbye to Brother Dong after paying the last day's salary. The latter tried to keep him for a while, but saw that his attitude was firm, so he didn't say any more. The results of the college entrance examination have also come out, with a total score of 750, he scored 68. This score is deliberately controlled by him after referring to the score lines of the past few years, and after investigating the score lines of several unified mock exams in the whole province this year, As long as a few seeded players perform normally, he will never win the No. 1 pick, and at the same time, he will not fall out of the enrollment range of the two universities. The result was similar to what he had expected. There were 3 top scorers in the science college entrance examination this year with a total score of 75,700, and his score ranked 6th in the province.
But even so, this score still caused quite a stir in Qingshan Town. He climbed from the second line to the top university directly, and the teachers and classmates who had been under the same roof with him for three years were all shocked.
Jing Qiu was also stunned, he couldn't believe it was real, he always felt like he was dreaming.
Among all the people, Jing Ling was the calmest. After knowing the score, he began to figure out how to fill in the volunteer.
But before he could make up his mind, a small episode happened in the middle. Before the college entrance examination, the local tyrant who sent the results to the wrong person for thousands of miles had a cramp, and suddenly came to his house.
Jing Qiu didn't know the cause and effect, and thought it was Jing Ling's guest, so he boiled water to make a cup of home-made tea and passed it out, leaving space for the two of them.
Jing Ling asked directly, "Tell me, what's going on this time?"
Young Master Jiang probably also knew that it was inappropriate for him to take the liberty to come to the door like this, and his expression was a little unnatural, "Well, my sister wants to ask you to act in a TV series."
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