On Christmas day, Xiang Changkong was on the night shift and never spent time with Xu Lian. Xu Lian also doesn't have the habit of celebrating Christmas. For her, the only effect of Christmas is that the orders skyrocket and the workload exceeds the standard.
During this period of time, she was too tired to catch up with the Christmas orders and the move to Xiang Zhangkong. Since Xiang Zhangkong was going to work, she went home early to wash and sleep.
As the most famous bar street in City A, Qingnan Lane is a place to party all night on weekdays, not to mention Christmas. There were a lot of guests tonight, and he was very excited. Wei Yichen stayed in the bar for a while, then told Ah Mao to watch the scene and left first.
After leaving the bar, he turned a corner and walked towards Zhao Jie's bar. Zhao Jie is a very important figure in Qingnan Lane. He needs to discuss with him about Qian Liang.
As if he knew that he would come, Zhao Jie also sent someone to wait for him outside. After seeing him, he took him to the private room where Zhao Jie was. The person leading the way did not follow him in, but stood guard outside the door consciously. There was only Zhao Jie in the private room, sitting in the center of the sofa.
When Wei Yichen saw Zhao Jie for the first time, he felt that this man didn't look like he opened a bar. As soon as he stopped in the library, he looked like a librarian.
Testwen.
However, from the experience of opening a bar this year, he has also learned that people are not good at appearances. Let's not talk too far, let's talk about Xiang Changkong. Who would have thought that he is a top student of A University of Technology? Still building airplanes.
"Brother Jie." Wei Yichen said hello to Zhao Jie and sat opposite him. Zhao Jie nodded at him, and spoke in a very gentle voice: "I heard Qianman say that you were injured by Qian Liang's people before, how is the injury?"
Wei Yichen smiled and said, "It's alright. Last time, it was thanks to Sister Qianman for taking care of me."
Zhao Jie also smiled and asked him straight to the point: "You came to me today because of Qian Liang?"
Wei Yichen did not evade, and said bluntly: "Qingnan Lane has the rules of Qingnan Lane, what he is doing has broken the rules, and it has become more and more rampant recently, and the customers in my store have been affected to some extent. "
Bars, nightclubs, these words are a bit sensitive in themselves, and there are many people who usually stare at them. Qian Liang himself did not want to care about it, because he was afraid that he would involve the entire Qingnan Lane.
Zhao Jie poured a glass of wine for Wei Yichen, and took a sip from the glass in front of him: "Qianman also mentioned this to me, everyone is doing business in Qingnan Lane, usually well water does not cause river water, but just like You said, everyone obeys the rules here. If there is one person who wants to break the rules, then we will definitely not agree. Qian Liang may have tasted the sweetness recently, and he is a little carried away. I will come forward and remind him. "
Wei Yichen came today because he wanted Zhao Jie to meet him. Last time he went to Qian Liang himself and suffered a loss, so he can't go there rashly. In fact, Qian Liang was not afraid. He had been beaten all these years. The knife he suffered was nothing, but he was afraid that Qian Liang would follow Zhu Bing's grandson and run to find trouble with Xu Lian.
"Since Brother Jie said so, then I can rest assured. If there is something that needs my help, just tell me directly." He picked up the wine glass, touched it with Zhao Jie, and drank the wine in one breath.
After leaving Zhao Jie's bar, he realized that it was snowing. He remembered that Xu Lian liked snow. Xu Lian was a cold-hearted person, and usually nothing seemed to arouse her interest. The first time he saw her laugh was in the winter when it snowed in the third year of high school.
At that time, he thought, Xu Lian looks really good when she smiles.
It's just that I don't like to laugh at ordinary times, it's too wasteful.
"Wei Yichen."
The woman standing at the door of the bar in front suddenly called him, and he looked away from the snow falling beside him, and looked over.
Oh, it turns out that I walked to the door of Zuo Qianman's bar. The woman named me was Fang Qiuyun.
"What?" He put his hand in his coat pocket, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and walked towards her.
Fang Qiuyun said, "I didn't expect your interest to be so girly."
"..." Wei Yichen didn't react, "What are you talking about?"
Fang Qiuyun smiled, stood up slightly, looked at him and said, "You looked at the snow just now, you are very young."
Wei Yichen: "..."
He threw a cold look at Fang Qiuyun, didn't answer her, and walked over in front of her. Fang Qiuyun smiled at him from behind, and stopped him: "Wei Yichen."
"What else?" Wei Yichen turned around impatiently, "What's the matter, this snow is still specially made for you women? Men can't see it?"
Fang Qiuyun raised the corners of her mouth playfully, looked at him and asked, "Are you healed?"
"All right."
"Oh." Fang Qiuyun glanced at his arm subconsciously, and added, "You better not provoke Qian Liang, he is crazy and can do anything."
"Thank you for reminding me." Wei Yichen continued to walk forward, raised his hand and waved at him.
Fang Qiuyun watched him walk away from the door, just as a snowflake fell on her face, which was a little cold.
Snow is really beautiful.
She smiled, turned and entered the bar.
Xu Lian only knew that it snowed last night after she woke up the next day and saw photos of the snow scene in the circle of friends. Xu Lian was very unwilling to miss the first snow of the year. She opened the dialog to Zhang Kong and sent him a message.
Xu Lian: It snowed last night, you know
Xiang Changkong: I know, I've been outside.
Xiang Zhangkong: [picture][picture]
The pictures he sent in the past were of course the fluttering little snow that he took last night.
Xiang Changkong: The streets were very lively last night
Xu Lian: …
Xu Lian: [Goodbye]
Xiang Changkong: What's wrong
Xu Lian: I didn't see a single snow [smile] I slept when I came back yesterday
Xiang Changkong: You went to bed too early [laughing]
Xiang Changkong: Do you like snow
Xu Lian: Well, but city A doesn't go down very often, and it's mostly light snow.
Xu Lian: Don't you always run outside? Next time it snows, remember to notify me as soon as possible
The corner of Xiang Changkong's mouth curled up outside the screen, revealing a faint smile.
Xu Lian actually has a very little girl side.
Xiang Changkong: Good
Christmas is over and the New Year is approaching. Weng Shuli has been practicing Lajin at home for a while now, trying to get back the feeling of dancing before.
Dancing is really unfamiliar if you don't practice for a long time, but fortunately, she has a hard foundation and is recovering well. After getting in touch with the sisters in the previous art troupe, they also went out to party a few times. She thought that she was recovering well now, so she planned to go back to work and teach the children to dance.
The work has recently become more prominent, but it is not teaching children, but teaching elderly uncles and aunts. Weng Shuli gave a trial class, and the effect was good. Uncles and aunts liked her very much, and the job was settled like that. In January next year, she will be able to formally attend classes.
Next year is a new beginning.