Landiao Bar
Bai Xiaolian was absentmindedly polishing a wine glass, her gaze frequently straying towards the VIP room.
"Xiaolian, stop looking. There are no guests in the VIP room today."
Waiter Xiaopang hopped onto a bar stool, continuing to tease Bai Xiaolian. "Seeing you looking so wistfully, could it be that you've set your sights on the two guys in the VIP room?"
"Shut up."
Bai Xiaolian tossed a handful of popcorn at Xiaopang. "Keep talking nonsense, and I'll tear your mouth out."
"Long live Sister Xiaolian."
Xiaopang was munching on the popcorn and watching the men and women dancing in the dance floor. "They're actually pretty pitiable. Only the lonely and empty-hearted would come to bars to pass the time."
"If they don't patronize, are we supposed to starve?"
Bai Xiaolian looked at Xiaopang as if he was an idiot. "Instead of sympathizing with them, you should focus on doing your job well."
"I'm just chatting with you. Fine, I'll get back to work."
