Li Fatzi also has a bottom line, if the waiter and the guest are willing, he won't say a word, but if the waiter is unwilling, he, as the boss, has the obligation to maintain their safety.

The boy I met today was quite special, not only did he not seem to have that kind of meaning at all, but he was also a little resistant to himself, and now he talked to himself about literature. This is a dance hall, and it is ridiculous and ridiculous to talk about such topics in such a place, but it makes people feel very honest, and at the same time, they feel a sense of being respected.

"How can you tell I have a bookish smell in me?"

"Just like you described me just now, you also have a very special temperament, your manners and conversations are very measured, not the kind of person who is very vulgar. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, I did study, but the level of education is not high, I haven't read since graduating from junior high school, but I like to read books, whenever I have time, I will read world classics, and I have read a few books in the past few years, since you talked to me about literature, you must have read a lot, right?"

Niu Xiaoqiang hasn't read much of the world's famous books, the reason is that there are no such books around him, and he can't read them if he wants to. If "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is a world masterpiece, then he has only read such a book. The reason why he has read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is because he happens to have one at home.

"I'm sorry, I've only read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and I haven't had time to read other world classics, I don't know which world classics you have read?"

"I've seen Jane Eyre, Notre Dame, Wuthering Heights and Les Misérables. ”

Niu Xiaoqiang had heard of the names of these books, and he asked with a smile, "Can you tell me which one you feel the most?"

The girl immediately replied: "The most touching is "Notre Dame de Paris", especially Quasimodo, I admire him very much, although he is very ugly, but his heart is very kind, he loves Esmeralda, but he does not dare to express it, when Esmeralda was sent to the gallows, I cried, but fortunately Kasimov stood up, he learned to resist, and devoted himself to the revolution. In the torrent of life, thus changing his fate, this part of my blood boiled, I can't wait to be in it, follow them to resist oppression!"

Niu Xiaoqiang didn't know anything about the content of "Notre Dame de Paris", but this did not prevent him from talking about this book with the other party, but he asked curiously: "Can you tell me about the general content of this book?"

The girl was like offering a treasure, and she talked to Niu Xiaoqiang with great interest. Niu Xiaoqiang nodded while listening, looking quite interested.

Zhou Hongbao and Yang Jing looked at each other and smiled, thinking in their hearts: I was reluctant just now, but now I am talking to each other so speculatively, it is estimated that this kid was deliberately pretending to be an elephant before.

The two stopped paying attention to Niu Xiaoqiang and began to drink and chat with the waiters next to them. The three pairs of men and women are divided into three small circles, and they seem to be quite harmonious.

After more than half an hour, Li Fatzi walked in, and he said with a smile: "Three, the female singer of our dance hall is about to perform on stage, this is her last performance today, I wonder if the three of you want to witness the demeanor of the female singer?"

The purpose of the three of them here is to see the demeanor of the Qingjiang female singer, and when they heard this, they all nodded. Fat Li snorted and stretched out his hand to open the window of the box.

The walls around this box were all hung with pink curtains, and Niu Xiaoqiang thought that there were only doors and no windows here. When Li Fatzi opened the curtain on the wall behind him, he realized that the wall behind him turned out to be a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and when he looked down, he could take in the entire dance floor environment.

Li Fatzi tied the curtain and reminded with a smile: "If the three of you think that the performance of the female singer is very exciting, you can send flowers in your name to show a little heart." ”

Niu Xiaoqiang said: Sending flowers must cost money, right? This guy is really good at doing business, and he can even think of this way to make money.

Zhou Hongbao instructed with a smile: "You prepare a bouquet of flowers for me first, and wait until she sings to send it to the stage, as for the name, write Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Hongbao is the factory director after all, so he still has to pay attention to the impact on this occasion, so as not to provoke people to gossip.

In order to thank Zhou Hongbao for helping him introduce Niu Xiaoqiang, Yang Jing added on the side: "Boss Li, please send ten bouquets of flowers in the name of Mr. Zhou, all of them are mine." ”

Li Fatzi nodded with a smile, and said in his heart: The guests brought by Director Zhou are really not ordinary, they are really rich.

The price of a bouquet of flowers is 10 yuan, and many urban residents do not have half a month's income to reach this figure. Yang Jing didn't even ask about the price, so he helped Zhou Hongbao give out a gift of 100 yuan in one go, and people with deep pockets really couldn't do this kind of thing.

Zhou Hongbao knew Yang Jing's economic strength, and he really liked this Qingjiang female singer, and when he saw that Yang Jing was willing to pay for himself, he didn't bother to excuse himself, and nodded at Yang Jing with a smile and thanked him.

Not long after Li Fatzi left, the stage lights below suddenly all turned on, and then a host in a skirt walked up to the stage and announced the curtain with a smile: "Distinguished guests, the pillar of our fat song and dance hall will appear below, that is, the well-known Qingjiang female singer, please applaud warmly, welcome the female singer to sing on stage!"

"Wow-"

As soon as the hostess's voice fell, the entire dance hall exploded instantly, and the atmosphere became extremely warm. Whether it was an individual guest sitting in the hall or a VIP sitting in the box, they all slapped vigorously and applauded loudly. Even those waiters are no exception, one by one, it is as if they have met a big star.

Niu Xiaoqiang slapped a few times with everyone, and then stretched his neck to look at the center of the stage.

The large curtain in the center of the stage slowly moved to the sides, revealing a small raised platform that had been previously obscured. On the high platform stood a woman in a long black dress, holding a microphone in her hand and a bright smile on her face.

When the others saw the woman, their screams became more and more intense, and many of them fell into a hysterical state, slapping the table in front of them frantically. Those who don't know think they're not mentally normal.

Zhou Hongbao's two eyes had already straightened and fell into a state of addiction. Yang Jing is better than him, he is the first time he has seen this female singer, and he is more interested in the appearance of the other party.

This goddess of song is indeed very beautiful, a few grades higher than the waiter here, and judging from her appearance alone, she can be regarded as a rare beauty.