Zhang Weigang "held" Gao Meng, Feng Tao and others, separated from the crowd and walked towards the Black Pearl booth No. 88. Wenwen, who was still in a daze, had not yet recovered from the world she had constructed in her mind.

God comes.

When the noise around her brought her thoughts back to reality, she realized that the protagonist of the story, Zhang Wei, was missing.

He was obviously whispering to the villain named Feng Tao just now, why did he disappear?

Wenwen looked around and saw Zhang Wei's shadow, and immediately wanted to look for him.

Just when she was about to get into the crowd, someone tapped her on the shoulder several times.

"Brother Bobo, where's the fat brother?" Wenwen saw that it was Zhang Bo who patted her shoulder, and quickly asked about Zhang Wei's whereabouts.

Zhang Bo said: "Let's wait here for a while. It may not be appropriate to go find him now."

Wenwen looked again and saw that Zhang Bo's friends, both men and women, were here, so she was no longer in a hurry to look for them. Instead, she asked curiously: "Brother Bobo, why did Fat Brother go? Why didn't you say anything to me?"

Just say hello and disappear in a flash?"

"Your fat brother probably went to negotiate with the enemy. Maybe he will come back soon." Zhang Bo was amused by Wenwen and imitated her tone.

"So we went to negotiate..." Wenwen nodded as if she had some understanding, and suddenly her expression changed drastically: "No, I have to eavesdrop."

Wenwen turned around and wanted to get into the crowd again, but Zhang Bo's quick eyesight and quick hands caught her back.

"Brother Bobo, what are you doing? If you stop me again, I won't like you anymore." Wenwen pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"You won't marry me even if you like me. Why should I worry about whether you like me or not?" Zhang Bopi paused, maybe because he was bored waiting at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Wenwen was not in the mood to joke with him at all, and immediately yelled at him: "Huh, Brother Bobo, you are going too far. Do you know that Brother Pangpang's negotiation is very important to me? This may be

How can I not be here in the big showdown between the upright villain and the ultimate boss? If you stop me again, I will be really angry."

However, Wenwen blackmailed Zhang Bo by thinking that she would be angry, which was a miscalculation.

When she was caught again by Zhang Bo, she was really angry. She blew her beard and stared at Zhang Bo for a long time, but it was of no use. Instead, Zhang Bo teased her, saying that she looked angry.

It was so cute, I even shamelessly commented on it, and in the end I actually wanted to trick her into rolling around on the ground to see if she felt even cuter.

At this moment, Zhang Bo and Wen Wenpi made the bar manager anxious.

Originally, he was very happy to see Zhang Wei come again today, especially when he saw that among the group of people who were crushed last time, Feng Tao, who paid the final bill, also happened to be here. He immediately felt that his good luck was also there.

Then came.

On the night when the bell rang last time, the sales in one night were more than the sales in the three usual days combined, so the boss gave him a bonus of 50,000 yuan the next day, which was not included in the performance commission.

Bonus.

Especially when the boss spread the word about ringing the bell through various channels, the bar was packed every night, and the sales every night increased by three levels compared to before, which was even more incredible.

That month his total income miraculously exceeded 200,000.

Two hundred thousand! You can buy two large houses of 100 square meters in a small place! But this is only his monthly income.

By July, perhaps because people had gradually forgotten about ringing the bell over time, there were fewer visitors, but there were still more than before.

After all, the bar's software and hardware are excellent, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women, so it has cultivated many loyal fans.

The total income of the bar manager that month was just over 100,000 yuan. Logically speaking, this income was already quite a lot, but the bar manager still felt a little disappointed.

Although he also understood that the incident of ringing the bell last time was a rare event and he had to treat it with a normal mind, he had tasted the sweetness and could not completely let go of it for a while.

However, tonight, when the waiter hurriedly found him and asked him if he needed to place the fat man who rang the bell last time in the Black Pearl booth, the bar manager was pleasantly surprised and immediately agreed.

Although he did not expect that the fat man could still ring the bell, this would prevent the Black Pearl booth from being empty anymore, so that the legend of the bell would be mentioned again, and then the legend of the Jiahuang Bar bell would be heard in the nightclub.

If it continues to spread in the industry, and even if you think of some ways to add fuel to the flames, maybe the legend will become popular again for a while.

For this reason, the bar manager was wondering whether he should design a special event tonight for this purpose, such as finding a reason to invite the fat man to come on stage to say a few words, or perform a show, draw a lottery or something.

But before he could make a decision, the waiter came to him again and told him that the fat man who rang the bell seemed to have had a dispute with other guests.

After hearing this, the bar manager did not come forward immediately, but calmly asked the waiter to go back and continue to pay attention. However, the bar manager leisurely made himself a cup of coffee and headed towards the control room.

In his opinion, if there is no conflict, who would be free to ring the bell?

When he saw from the monitor that Zhang Wei actually appeared with Feng Tao in his arms, the bar manager's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that he had been favored by the goddess of luck again tonight, and he didn't need to worry about designing any programs anymore.

The two of them can create a big show for themselves.

If I could ring the bell one more time...

So the bar manager deliberately asked the DJ to play some soothing music, and also told the waiters on the spot through the intercom not to disturb him, in order to let more guests discover what was going on over there...

However, he had to take some precautions. He arranged for all security guards to be on standby at any time, and all waiters to focus on the crowd of onlookers, in order to control the development of the situation in time and prevent it from reaching an irreversible bottom.

After all, if there is a mass incident and there are any casualties, not only will the bar be closed for rectification, but he, the bar manager, will also be put in office.

Yes, the bar manager is taking a risk, but he thinks the risk is worth taking. Isn't there an old saying that wealth can be found in danger?

The bar manager arranged all this in a short period of time, and planned the time of his appearance and subsequent response plans.

He felt that it was really worthwhile for the boss to find a bar manager as capable as him. Many nightclub managers could only deal with some calm daily matters, but unlike him, he could strategize in the stormy sea.

This is strength, this is where his value lies.

Soon, the bar manager saw Zhang Wei forcing Feng Tao to start drinking on the monitor, and he felt that it was time for him to appear.

The bar manager straightened his clothes in the mirror in the room, admired his professional smile in the mirror, and then opened the door with satisfaction.

But as soon as he went out, a waiter hurriedly ran towards him and shouted to him from all the way: "Manager, manager, it's bad, a yellow guy is setting the pace, and the onlookers are shocked!"

The bar manager's legs went weak and he almost fell down. He was not as calm as before.
Chapter completed!