Zhou Hanyu and Cai'Er went upstairs, while Yang Yan found a seat by the bar downstairs.
"Yang, you're here! What would you like to drink?"
The waiter, who was joking around with someone earlier, asked enthusiastically.
She was the senior waiter Yang Yan met the first time he came here.
She and her brother have been working part-time in this place.
Her name, Yang Yan remembered now, was Li Hongyu.
Her nickname seemed to be Xiaoping.
Even though they had only met twice, Yang Yan still had a good impression of this girl.
Sincere, not pretentious.
Girls like her are already rare in this materialistic, luxury-driven era.
Especially in a place like a bar, it is even more valuable.
"Whatever! Bring out a bottle of Fatty's rare collection, I haven't had a good drink in a long time."
Yang Yan said with a smile.
"I bet Fatty is going to cry again later."
Li Hongyu said this with her words, but her hands didn't slow down.
