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Chapter 1 Landlady
My own failure is frustrating, but my brother's success is even more frustrating.

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The theme of the bar today is masquerade.

Even if the central air conditioning in the bar was turned up to the maximum, it still couldn't blow away the pungent smell of hormones from the men and women twisting and turning on the dance floor.

Huangmao originally wanted to share his experience in picking up girls with the new brother.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around while talking, I found that the little brother who was just chatting dirty with me was now helping a beautiful young woman with a purple butterfly eye mask walk out of the bar.

Although Huangmao also thought that purple was very charming, he was not very happy that such a charming young woman was being supported by the little brother who had just been listening to his bragging.

"Did I ever tell you that we waiters are not allowed to harass the female customers in the bar?"

Huangmao spoke with a righteous look on his face, his tone slightly excited, and his expression was distorted, causing the happy beans at the corners of his mouth to twitch in pain from being pulled so hard.

Emotional value +1...+1...+1...

He Daqi heard the yellow-haired man's half-familiar Cantonese, looked at the system prompt, turned around and gave him a sunny smile, without stopping, and continued to walk out with the drunk beauty in his arms.

"Brother Huangmao, this is my neighbor's sister. She must have had some troubles today and drank herself into this state. After all, we know each other. She watched me grow up naked. I can't just ignore her, right?"

He Daqi speaks Hong Kong dialect much more fluently than Huangmao, which makes Huangmao a little more worried.

Huangmao came to Hong Kong from the mainland with his uncle six years ago to make a living. At first, he was fine, but later he felt that life was too hard. It was because he was lazy and greedy for money, so he gritted his teeth and joined a bar to make quick money. After so many years, he finally rose from a thug to a bar manager.

Normally, he would have resorted to some means if his waiters were disobedient, but unfortunately it was 02 and he had no other means.

Besides, He Daqi is obviously a local boy, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a dignified demeanor. Who knows what other messy connections he has in the local area?

So when Huang Mao heard He Daqi's perfunctory response, even though he didn't want to, he just said sullenly, "You're absent from work today. I'll mark it as an absence and deduct two days' wages from you."

"That's not cost-effective. Why don't you sign in for me, Brother Huangmao, and count me as having worked the full shift today. When I get paid, I'll use the salary for the past two days to treat you to a meal. Wouldn't that be great?" He Daqi responded casually, then waved his hand and helped the man out of the bar.

The yellow-haired man curled his lips, accidentally pulling the Youth Happy Beans again. He grimaced in pain and cursed under his breath, "Pussy, if our boss hadn't seen that you looked like a pretty boy and wanted you to be a male PR and asked me to protect you, you would have been hung up and beaten by the rich woman long ago for not knowing the rules."

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Emotional value +1... +1...

Seeing another system prompt, He Daqi didn't care what the yellow-haired man behind him was whispering to him and continued to walk out.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved in the mess in the bar, but now he really knew the young woman in his arms. She was his landlady, Miss Zhou.

I heard from the agent that the landlord’s wife used to be a celebrity, but she retired two years ago.

He Daqi is not from this world, so he doesn't know who the stars in this world are.

However, when he first met the landlady, he was indeed stunned by her bright eyes, white teeth, and unparalleled beauty.

She was so recognizable that when the landlady entered the bar wearing a mask today, He Daqi recognized her from the crowd at a glance.

It was a pity that Miss Zhou looked a little worried during their first meeting as she did this time. Her temperament of a resentful woman in the boudoir made He Daqi feel a little itchy.

"Miss Zhou! Miss Zhou! Wake up! Where is your home? I'll take you back."

The beauty in his arms had a dazed look in her eyes, and with her last bit of consciousness she still wanted to push He Daqi away. Unfortunately, she was so drunk that she looked like mud, and she couldn't even stand steadily, let alone push anyone away.

"Well, move aside, I want another drink, another bourbon!"

This soft little hand was stroking He Daqi, more like caressing than pushing. He Daqi looked at her with disgust. How many drinks did you have? Is this what you are like?

He Daqi saw clearly from upstairs just now that his landlady only drank two cocktails and then her face turned red and she couldn't sit up straight.

With this alcohol tolerance, you can just use chopsticks to dip a few drops of white wine and eat a few mouthfuls of snails at home. Why go out and get drunk?
He Daqi was too lazy to care at first. It was obvious that he was just drinking to drown his sorrows, so it would be a bad idea to try to persuade him.

It's a pity that the landlady has such a good figure. Even though her face can't be seen clearly due to the blindfold, her perfect figure alone is enough to attract people.

As a result, several self-righteous little punks came over and surrounded her.

He Daqi owed the landlady a huge favor, so he had to stop this kind of thing.

After all, this star is definitely out of fashion, although He Daqi doesn't know how she became out of fashion.

But he didn't want to see tomorrow's headline: 'Out-of-date actress found dead in back alley after getting drunk at a bar.' It was a headline that was certainly shocking, but she probably wouldn't be able to handle it once she sobered up. She shouldn't let that momentary thought get her into a life coaching routine.

"Bring me some wine, I want some more..."

The beauty in his arms muttered something with a thick tongue and wanted to throw the bag in her hand aside. He Daqi quickly took it and saw her look so ugly that he couldn't help scratching his head.

After standing at the door of the bar for a long time, the eyes of passers-by on the road became strange. He Daqi knew that he was mistaken for a wretched man picking up corpses, so he asked again in an irritable tone.

"Miss Zhou, where do you live? How about I take you home for a drink?"

The landlady seemed a little uncomfortable. She rubbed her head in He Daqi's arms and said incoherently, "Home? If I don't go home, it's not home! I won't go back!"

"Your husband will worry about you if you don't go home." It's impossible to communicate with a drunkard. He Daqi felt that his tone now was like coaxing a child.

He Daqi's words seemed to turn on a switch. The landlady suddenly became much more sober and started complaining as if she wanted to vent.

"Don't mention that scumbag! How can he keep a vixen so openly? Why? Everyone in Hong Kong is laughing at me. Woohoo, I might as well die! I want to drink, and I want to keep a wild man too! Let me go!"

Even if a woman is beautiful, no one will like her if she has tears and snot on her face.

It was definitely impossible to explain it in a short while, so He Daqi took off his coat with a look of disgust and put it on her head, then helped her into a taxi.

"Master, go to the apartment building at 3 Saigon Street, Jordan."

The driver glanced back and said, "Handsome boy, your female companion vomited in the car and you'll have to pay for the cleaning fee and lost work time."

"I know. Drive faster, otherwise she will vomit in your car." He Daqi replied with a straight face.

Judging from the accent, he didn't seem to be from another place. The driver turned on the meter and felt that his behavior just now seemed a bit unfriendly, so he decided to ease the atmosphere.

"Handsome boy, you're lucky today. I think this girl is very hot. You've found a lucky guy. I picked up a few people at the door of the bar a few days ago. They were really not picky and took away all kinds of goods. Once I even met a bean sprout who helped a 200-pound woman. What do you think he wants with such a small horse pulling a big cart?"

To ease the atmosphere between men, they rely on some dirty talk. Of course, the same goes for women, but men don't hide when chatting with others, while women like to chat in private.

He Daqi glanced at the drunken landlady beside him. She was slumped in the back seat in a strange posture, still unable to tell east from west, south from north.

In this situation, I must have lost consciousness, so I couldn't hear what I was saying to others.

He Daqi straightened his collar, coughed twice, and said nonchalantly, "Everyone has their own preferences, and we should respect and understand them. For example, I like the eighteen-year-old ones. There were no good ones today, so I picked one I liked and took it away. Normally, I wouldn't even look at such things."

The batch he was asked to install rolled roundly on the driver's face.

The driver carefully looked at He Daqi's appearance through the rearview mirror, and was a little unsure whether He Daqi was telling the truth or bragging. After all, He Daqi did have thick eyebrows and big eyes, which made girls very popular at first glance.

Damn, I'm such a loser. Why did I bring up this topic? Now that they're pretending to be so arrogant, I don't even know how to respond.

The driver was still a little dazed until the car stopped in front of the apartment building. He Daqi threw him a few bills and helped the landlady get out of the car.

The driver came to his senses only after he saw He Daqi helping the beauty into the elevator.

He glanced at the change in his hand and then at the meter, then cursed out loud: "Fuck you! You acted like you were serious when you didn't have any money. You only gave me thirty when the fare should have been seventy. You almost fooled me just now!"

I wanted to follow him to get back the remaining fare, but I didn't know which floor He Daqi was on. While I was hesitating, someone knocked on the car window.

A traffic police officer standing outside the cab warned, "How long do you plan to stay here? I've been observing you for a while. There are no passengers in the car, so why are you still stuck here?"

"Go check those cars that park illegally, why are you here to manage taxis? You look so miserable, no wonder you can only be a traffic policeman, go eat shit! Fall to the ground!" The driver was so angry that he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, scaring the traffic policeman.

The driver couldn't help laughing when he saw the funny look of the traffic police through the rearview mirror, and then he inadvertently saw the hundred yuan that He Daqi had placed on the back seat.

He was stunned, and before he could react, he noticed that the traffic police had gotten on a motorcycle.

"Fuck you! You're in big trouble!" the driver cursed with a wry smile.

Once the police lights are on, you can relax and unwind.

He Daqi in the elevator was a little confused. Why was the emotion value given so much this time? Could it be that the driver didn’t notice the little joke he was playing on him?

He never expected that because of his joke, the driver had become a star citizen and was now playing Grand Theft Auto.

(End of this chapter)