But when she thought of her few hundred yuan in tips, she couldn't help but put on a professional smile.
Just two big talkers acting tough here, a slight effort in handling them was enough.
Of course, if this young man wanted her to do something else outside, he would have to pay extra!
Thinking that simply acting tough would get her to willingly go out with him was obviously impossible.
At that moment, a beer was poured over Wang Sicong's head.
"You dare to hit on Xiao Li? Don't you know Xiao Li is my girlfriend?"
Xiao Li was shocked—why was this lunatic here again.
The young man with dyed yellow hair, named Li Jianwu, was a local thug.
The type who frequently played with knives, accompanied by a few middle school dropouts as his lackeys.
They often fought and collected protection money in this area, with some timid shop owners paying them.
Later, after Li Jianwu took a liking to her, he started coming to the bar often and ordered her to drink with him.
