Stepping into the bar, there was naturally the noise of loud music and men and women dancing energetically on the dance floor.
The decor of the bar wasn't particularly high-end, but it wasn't low-end either; it could be described as average. And now, at around seven in the evening, business was quite good.
Upon entering the bar, Fang Yi didn't order a drink. He walked straight to the bar counter, sat down, and said to a bartender, "Are you hiring here?"
The bartender was momentarily startled, then nodded, but he gave Fang Yi a strange look. "But we're looking for..."
"No need for 'buts.' Where's your manager's office?" Fang Yi interrupted him.
The bartender hesitated for a moment, then pointed in a certain direction. Fang Yi promptly stood up and walked over.
Watching Fang Yi leave, the bartender muttered under his breath, "Is this guy sick? A man coming to be a drink promoter? What a weirdo!"
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