Huadu Beauty Hunter

Chapter 309, The singer as lonely as snow

When the waiter came to Yang Hao and Feng Lu with orders to order food and wine, Feng Lu asked: "Yang Hao, what wine do you want to drink?"

Yang Hao didn't know what kind of wine here tasted good. Anyway, he didn't think the wine down the mountain tasted good after he came down the mountain. So he asked: "What kind of wine tastes good here, just order from the bar!"

When the waiter saw what Yang Hao said, he regarded Yang Hao as a rich man who could be slaughtered, and hurriedly introduced: "Today we invited Mr. Lyon, a French bartender, and Mr. Lyon makes the best wine.

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Feng Lu asked: "Is this the new young bartender Leon who emerged at the annual wine tasting party?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Yes, that's Mr. Lyon."

Feng Lu said: "Then let's try Mr. Lyon's bartending bar, and I'll have a cocktail."

"Okay, where is this gentleman?" the waiter asked Yang Hao.

Yang Hao had never heard of Mr. Lyon and asked: "What is the most famous wine he made? Is it the cocktail?"

The waiter smiled and explained: "No, Mr. Lyon's flaming red lips are the most famous."

"Flame Red Lips, why does it sound like a nickname for a woman?" Yang Hao laughed. As a name for a wine, this is quite tempting.

The waiter said: "The Flaming Red Lips was originally created by Mr. Lyon to commemorate a woman. There are many stories in it, but I don't know much about this story. I only know that this wine is related to women. In the past, this wine was called Flaming Rose.

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"Then give me five glasses of flaming red lips!" Yang Hao said.

The flame rose is to commemorate a beautiful woman.

Beauty is like a flower, like a rose. A woman who looks like a rose is beautiful. A woman who looks like a rose has thorns on her body. A woman who looks like a rose makes people love and hate her at the same time.

"Sir, the concentration of Flaming Red Lips is very high. Most people can't finish one cup. If you want five cups, you will definitely not be able to drink it." The waiter quickly explained to Yang Hao.

Yang Hao waved his hand and said: "If you can't drink even one glass of any wine, why bother mixing it up? Give me five glasses. I'm not afraid. I will definitely be able to finish them..."

The waiter said: "I'll go and talk to Mr. Lyon and see if he is willing to mix five drinks."

"Since you invited him to bartend, you must meet the customer's requirements. Do you still have to look at what he wants?" Yang Hao asked.

"Sir, Mr. Lyon is a big shot. He will definitely listen to us regardless of what we ask him to do." The waiter explained quickly.

Mr. Lyon is neither short of money nor famous. What he does depends on his mood. When he is in a good mood, he will do anything, and when he is in a bad mood, he will do nothing. Of course, it may also be the other way around. When he is in a very bad mood, he will do anything.

Will do it all...

A big shot like Mr. Lyon cannot be controlled by just one bar. The boss spent a lot of money to invite him here.

"If he doesn't make me five glasses of Flaming Red Lips, I will destroy your shop. What a shabby bar. You can't even control a bartender!" Yang Hao said something that made the waiter almost fall over.

Feng Lu's eyes were shining with little stars, and she looked at Yang Hao. Feng Lu's eyes were blurry.

Feng Lu likes Yang Hao because he likes Yang Hao's domineering attitude.

The more domineering Yang Hao becomes, the more excited Feng Lu becomes physically and mentally...

"Sir, I'm going to communicate with Mr. Lyon." The waiter quickly apologized and smashed their store. The waiter was not afraid. He didn't ask who was the boss behind this store. Do you think you can just destroy it casually?

Can a bar just rely on your hands to move bricks?

The waiter couldn't help but glance at the singer who was playing and singing on the guitar.

"If you can't please him, I'll give him a good beating. As long as I beat him up, he will definitely come out." Yang Hao said another shocking thing.

The waiter immediately ran away to find Mr. Lyon.

The waiter didn't want to stay with Yang Hao, a man who talked crazy words. His little heart couldn't stand the stimulation...

The long silver-haired singer finished singing Wang Feng's "Beijing, Beijing" and then began to play and sing by himself again, singing "Sister" by Zhang Chu. The song "Sister" itself conveys a kind of loneliness to people.

The feeling of loneliness and desolation, and a deep sadness are conveyed from the songs and lyrics.

After that singer performed the song, Zhang Chu's "Sister" was even more hoarse and hoarse than the original sung by Zhang Chu.

"It won't snow yet this winter..."

"Oh, sister, take me home..."

"Hold my hand, I'm a little sleepy..."

After the song, the singer received bursts of applause.

"Well done, let's sing one more."

"So handsome, I want to get his autograph."

A girl carrying a schoolbag ran over, opened her shirt, handed a pen to the singer, and asked the singer to sign her shirt.

The singer picked up a pen and signed the girl's shirt with the two Chinese characters "A Nan" in flying cursive.

"Your name is Anan, my name is Yuxin, hey, I'm talking to you..." The girl stamped her feet, and the singer named Anan had turned around and walked into the staff room inside the bar.

"Brother Nan." Several waiters greeted the wandering singer in the room, including the waiter who served Yang Hao's table.

There was a tall, blond, blue-eyed foreign man in the room, wearing a Jeep casual suit.

"Chen, someone outside wants five glasses of flaming red lips." The foreign man looked at the singer and said.

"Then let him mix it, let's see how good he can drink it!" the singer said.

"Chen, your singer is very beautiful!" the foreign man said.

"Mr. Lyon, the wine you make is delicious. Make me a glass of Flaming Lips too!" the singer said.

"Chen, you can't drink anymore. You are not a sad person. As a friend, I advise you like this..." Mr. Lyon said.

"Leon, you don't understand, my heart is as lonely as snow, you don't understand!" the singer said.

"You have a successful career, similar to our French Mr. Piet. You are liked by many girls. I really don't understand why you are lonely." Lyon said.

"Hurry up and make a drink!" the singer said.

The singer turned around and went out again and began to tune the strings.

"Hey, why did you run away just now? I want to talk to you!" The girl who was looking for the singer's autograph still stayed where she was, as if she was waiting for the singer to come out.

"I'm coming out right now. What do you want to say to me? You're not going to ask me if I have a girlfriend, right?" the singer said with a smile.

"You hate it. How did you know that people are going to ask this?" the girl asked.

"Many beauties will ask this question when they see me, and you are just one of them." The singer said, showing his white teeth.

"So do you have a girlfriend now?" the girl asked.