Chapter 18

So, in fact, what you planned to apply for a lobby waiter at the beginning?

The demon city in the afternoon gradually entered a wonderful quietness, because of this unusual coincidence, between the busy noon and the bustling night, the normal business shops or companies were about to end today, and some places that woke up with the night had not yet started normal business.

Well…yes, are there any special requirements?

In a brightly lit office, Yuan Xiaosong, sitting on the sofa in front of the table, was particularly nervous. After all, it was his first time to find a job by himself, and he could not guess the psychology of the bar owner opposite him. So when he heard this, Xiaosong had a bad instinct and thought that his first job fair would be heading towards a failed end.

No, I think you misunderstood.

Hearing Yuan Xiaosong's slightly nervous voice, the boss with glasses and smart looks moved his gaze from the computer and put it on Yuan Xiaosong.

The boy in front of him was obviously a freshman. He came to work late at night because of his bad family, but the clothes he wore were famous brands. It probably wasn't because of poverty. I'm afraid there was something hidden that he came to work part-time.

Of course, these are not particularly important to business people. A qualified businessman will only consider the economic value brought by a decision. There is no doubt that the owner of this bar saw from Yuan Xiaosong that the value far exceeds that of a waiter.

With a handsome appearance, a nervous and shy personality, and a thin figure, I think there should be many people who like it.

A flash of light in his eyes and a lot of thoughts in his mind. However, in reality, the bar owner was silent for a few seconds. After turning off the computer, the owner of the Yehuiqing Bar, the slightly bald uncle, explained with a smile.

But I consider that you are a student, if you work for six or seven hours at night every day, it may be difficult for you to have a good rest. In addition, the waiter's entire work process is also relatively tired. If you don't have a good rest, it may also affect your study the next day, and it may be a loss.

Yuan Xiaosong's expression froze, and then he lowered his head a little disappointed, but he was not angry either, so he could only say helplessly. It seems that when he has classes every day, it is difficult to do other tasks well. Even if he barely hold on for a few days, it is not a solution for a long time. It is natural to be rejected. I am afraid that this uncle doesn't want me to be embarrassed, so he said this on purpose.

The kind-hearted Komatsu didn't complain even though he knew that he might have been rejected by the boss. He just comforted himself briefly and planned to get up and leave. However, just as he had an action of getting up, the uncle and boss in front of him with glasses suddenly continued.

So, I plan to train you into a bartender, what do you think?

Ah？

Suddenly hearing this answer, Yuan Xiaosong was instinctively shocked, and even his movements were frozen when he planned to get up. After a few seconds, he realized that he seemed very impolite like this. He quickly sat down and smiled awkwardly.

But I don’t know how to mix bartenders, and I don’t even drink wine, so I’m afraid I can’t do it.

Is it appropriate or not? I will know if it has been done.

It seemed like a patient senior. The uncle with white hair slightly under the light stood up with a kind smile, walked to Xiaosong, patted his shoulder and explained earnestly.

Compared with the waiters at the bartenders, the bartenders have less working hours, so you can ensure sufficient rest. You only need to work for a short while from 20 to 24 pm. Besides, because we are cleaning, we don’t need to prepare much wine. You can learn a few more days and believe me, you have this potential.

It was like a bewitching cult leader, and while speaking, the boss poured tea for Yuan Xiaosong himself and handed it over.

But... I'm afraid I can't do it well.,

I was flattered to take the tea and feel the temperature coming from the paper tea cup. Yuan Xiaosong said with some uncertainty.

It's okay, everything is learned slowly.

He was not giving Yuan Xiaosong the chance to refuse. After saying this, the uncle directly offered the final condition. After putting the teacup that Yuan Xiaosong had not yet taken a sip on the table, he pulled the handsome young man up, and while saying that, he pushed him out of the office.

My son is also a student. I know what Xiaosong is worried about. No problem. During your apprenticeship, your salary will be paid according to the normal salary of the bar service staff. It will be 2,200 per month. After becoming a regular, it will be 5,000 per month. Then there will be a commission for each bottle of wine sold. How about it?

That, I...

Yuan Xiaosong, who was half forced to push outside the door, turned around and had no time to answer, but was interrupted by this enthusiastic uncle again.

I know your concerns, I believe Uncle Wang, there is no problem, okay, that's it. Let's have a good rest today and report it on time at 20 o'clock tomorrow. I will have someone to take you, come on!

After saying that, the uncle didn't give Yuan Xiaosong the chance to refuse. He put the bartender's clothes on his hands and closed the office door, leaving only Yuan Xiaosong who was still standing at the door with a dull look on his face.

The entire application process was no more than ten minutes. Looking at the closed door and the sound of humming songs coming from time to time in the office, it took a few seconds before Komatsu slowly reacted, looking at the clothes that had just been forced to be stuffed in his hand, with a strange expression.

I was here to be a waiter, so why did I suddenly become a bartender...and it was just as I couldn't even drink wine.

The boy who became less and less able to understand the more he thought about it could only sigh helplessly and comforted himself to accept this strange encounter.

Alas, forget it and try it. At least the boss here seems to be quite good. It shouldn’t be a big problem. If you really can’t learn it, please apply to Uncle Wang to change it to a waiter.

In this way, Xiaomatsu, who came to apply for a waiter in a daze, became a bartender. Although he was an apprentice, it seemed to be a relatively good result for him. After all, the treatment was good, and the working time was not long. If you rest early, it would not affect the class the next day. Moreover, it was said that the order of Qing Bar would be much better than that of ordinary bars, so there was no need to consider safety.

While thinking, Yuan Xiaosong walked out under the curious gaze of other waiters. Because it was almost night, the staff of Yehuiqing Bar also began to pack up and prepare to go to work.

In fact, Xiaosong, who was simple-minded, did not know the deep meaning of the enthusiastic uncle just now. After all, the nature of a businessman made him see Yuan Xiaosong's greater commercial value. As long as this handsome boy put on his clothes and stood there, even if he couldn't bartender, there would probably be many noble ladies. The female student would pay for him. Then, after a while, the value brought every month would be far more than 5,000 yuan. This is why the boss of Yehui wanted to make Xiaosong a bartender no matter what he said.

However, at this time, Yuan Xiaosong didn't know all this. He just thought he had met a good boss, so on the way home, he was more concerned about the tension in his new job and how to hide the worries of the black and white witches.