""Waiter, a bottle of Baijiu!" He Xiao returned despondently to the cafe and quietly said to the male waiter.
"Sir, we don't sell…" The male waiter had not finished speaking when He Nanqing hurriedly came over, saying, "Please buy a bottle of Baijiu from the convenience store across the street. The rest is a tip. Thank you!"
He Nanqing took out seven to eight hundred yuan and handed it over. If a bottle of Baijiu cost two to three hundred yuan, there would still be half of the money left. For the waiter, this was a generous tip.
"You're welcome, I would be glad to help!" The waiter happily agreed, took the money, and brought back a bottle of Baijiu soon after.
He Xiao unscrewed the cap and ignored the glass given by the waiter and took several swigs straight from the bottle.
