Chapter 80 A bartender, a brat! (seeking subscription)

"Hahahahaha!!"

In the Rock Bar, just because the red-haired boy sitting in front of the bar wanted to order a glass of juice, the audience burst into laughter.

The bartender who was wiping the cup was also taken aback when he heard the words, and looked intently at the red-haired boy sitting in front of him at this time, briefly looked at Ji Guoyuanyi, then nodded with a smile, and said kindly:

"Please wait a moment, our bar does not have juice, but I will find a way to provide you with the drinks you need."

"Where are the others? What do you want? Whiskey, beer, and red wine are available in all varieties. What do you need?"

The guests in the bar just laughed for a while, and then stopped paying attention to the navy.

Ji Guoyuan, who was being ridiculed, didn't care too much. After hearing the bartender's answer, he also smiled, and then leaned the knife to his feet, put one hand flat on the table, and talked with his chin with the other, and said with emotion:

"Boss, you are so kind. There is no juice in the store and you will find ways to satisfy customers. No wonder the business is so prosperous."

The bartender is a middle-aged man in his early forties. He has the most common "Mediterranean" hair style for middle-aged people. He is obese. The greasy feeling of middle-aged people is vividly reflected on his body.

But this bartender is obviously a clean person, sitting in front of him, Yuan Yi can still smell a faint scent of perfume from the other party.

This is a greasy, but also delicate middle-aged man.

"Guest, you are joking, open the door to do business, satisfying customers is what I should do."

Hearing Ji Guoyuan's praise, the middle-aged bartender nodded slightly and replied modestly. Then he turned his head to look at the other sailors who were with Yuanyi.

Bogart flicked his hat with his right finger, glanced at the bartender with his small eyes, and said with a smile: "Jerez." (Spanish, sherry)

When the other sailors heard what Bogart said, they also responded one after another:

"Me too!"

"Same, boss."

The middle-aged bartender was a little surprised. He glanced at the sailors in front of the bar, turned around and walked to the wine cabinet behind him, took out a bottle of red wine, glanced at the label, and returned to the bar. Put it in front of Bogart, took out several cups at the same time, and placed them in front of several sailors one by one.

"Do you need me to adjust the taste for you?"

The bartender asked with a smile, and looked at Bogart.

Bogart shook his head when he heard the words, took the wine bottle and poured himself half a glass, then handed it to several other sailors, and said at the same time:

"That's it. Such a cool wine, if the taste is adjusted, it will not taste good."

"Yuanyi, Teacher Zefa, he also likes to drink this wine very much."

Bogart turned his head and said to Yuan Yi with a smile. As soon as Yuan heard the words, he glanced at the wine bottle that had been put back in front of Bogart, and shook his head:

"I seldom see Teacher Zefa drinking alcohol. Now, he drinks tea more."

Ji Guoyuanyi's words stunned Bogart, and he chuckled and said to himself, "Really? Do you drink more tea? If you go to see him in the future, you have to bring tea."

The middle-aged bartender made a phone call while Yuanyi and Bogart were chatting, and then returned to the bar, listening to Yuanyi and the others chatting, while wiping the wine glass, and did not respond, just listening quietly.

And Ji Guoyuanyi and Bogart seem to come here purely to drink and relax, chatting with each other.

But after a while, the waist door of the bar slammed softly, and a white-haired boy about ten years old hurried into the bar. The boy was holding a small basket in his hand, and there were two bottles of drinks in the small basket, one bottle was pale yellow and the other bottle was orange, which was squeezed out of something.

After the boy walked into the bar with a drink, he walked quickly to the bar counter and shouted to the bartender:

"Uncle Wenfu, I'm bringing juice!"

"Uncle, Chenghui, 300 Baileys."

The white-haired boy walked to the bar and put the drink in his hand on the bar. Then he smiled brightly at the middle-aged bartender behind the bar, stretched out his hand and said.

Wenfu turned his head to the side, saw the white-haired boy, patted him on the head, then took a few banknotes from behind the table, put them in the boy's hand, and said:

"Smog, take the money well, don't lose it."

After putting the money in the boy's hands, Wen Fu put two bottles of fruit juice in front of Ji Guo Yuanyi, and said with a smile:

"Brother Navy, try it."

"Little Smoker's home-grown apples and oranges shouldn't disappoint you."

Smoker, who was just about to leave, heard the conversation behind him, turned his head to look, and happened to meet Ji Guoyuan's gaze on Smoker.

Smoker.

Even though it has been so many years since the name Ji Guoyuan, he still has some vague impressions. Looking at the face and white hair of the young man in front of him, Ji Guoyuan's vague impression gradually became clearer.

Meeting Smoker's gaze, Yuanyi smiled gently, then naturally took the orange juice from the bartender, poured himself a drink, and then praised Smoker with a smile:

“Great orange juice.”

Hearing this, Little Smoker was a little proud, puffed out his chest, and said, "Of course! My apples and oranges are the best!"

After finishing speaking, Smoker looked at Yuanyi and Bogart and others beside him, and asked curiously, "You guys, are you the navy?"

Ji Guoyuan nodded slightly, and got the confirmation of Ji Guoyuan, Smoker's eyes also showed a strong longing, walked in front of Yuanyi, and recommended himself:

"I want to be a navy too!"

"Can I join the navy?"

Smoker is only ten years old now, and his development is not very good. He is only about 140cm tall, which is only a little taller than the bar.

Standing in front of Ji Guoyuanyi, he didn't look like someone who was only two or three years younger.

When Bogart heard this, he turned his head and looked at Smoker, and said with a smile:

"of course!"

"I feel justice from your heart! I believe you must be a partner of justice."

"When you grow up, you can join the navy."

"Of course, not now."

Bogart said with a smile, facing this kind of kid who is full of yearning for the navy, Bogart is a veteran! What he said made Yuan Yi feel goosebumps, this guy is really just teasing children there.

Unexpectedly, Smoker really liked this set. After listening to it, he felt his chest was hot, nodded heavily, and then happily walked out the door.

Just when Smoker had just walked to the door, the cowboy door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man in a black suit just opened the door and entered. Smoker, who was excited in his heart, didn't notice the person outside the door at all, and directly bumped into the young man's stomach.

"Boom!"

Smoker felt as if his head had hit a wall, and he sat down on the ground in pain, covered his head with his hands, and whispered, "It really hurts!"

Raising his head slightly, Smoker saw the young man in a black suit take off his sunglasses, lowered his head slightly, and stared at himself.

"Where did the brat come from?!"

"It actually blocks my way?!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man kicked Smoker's waist with a sweeping kick. The force was so strong that there was even a clear whistling in the air.

Facing the attack of the young man in a suit, Smoker hadn't recovered yet, and saw the opponent's footsteps quickly sweeping towards him. Just when the attack of the young man in the suit was about to hit Smoker, a fat figure suddenly appeared in front of Smoker, hugging Smoker to his chest.

In the next second, the leg sweep of the young man in a suit hit the fat figure in front of him.

"Boom!!!!"

The figure flew out, and the fat figure that was protecting Smoker slammed into the wall with Smoker, making a muffled sound.

On the inside of the bar, the bartender Fumio who was standing here wiping the glass had disappeared at some point.