Chapter 813 Playboys Are Everywhere

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Chapter 813 Playboys are everywhere

Several people walked into the tavern.

This tavern has the feel of a western cowboy movie, not a modern bar.

No music, no colorful lights.

There are only wooden tables, where white and black people hold large wooden wine glasses, laughing and drinking.

In the center is a bar, with several bartenders in black and white uniforms standing inside, wiping glasses and refilling drinks for guests.

"Come on, get me a glass of cold draft beer!" Wei Qiang was already sitting on the high chair in front of the bar, urging the bartender.

The bartender quickly brought him a draft beer with ice cubes.

Wei Qiang took a sip of his drink, and his expression seemed to be revived in place.

"Old Robert, give me two glasses of horse brew, with ice. Another glass of ice water." Uncle Matthew shouted to the bartender.

The older man among the bartenders glanced at Uncle Matthew: "Matthew, you can drink if you want. First pay back the one thousand Australian dollars you owed here before."

"Haha, old Matthew. Why do you pay back the two hundred Australian dollars you owed me last time?"

"Matthew, why don't you marry your daughter to my son. I'll buy you a drink."

"Hahaha."

Everyone in the tavern seemed to know Matthew, and they laughed and laughed.

Uncle Matthew's face was embarrassed, he went up to the old bartender, muttering something in a low voice, nothing more than to save himself and pay you back next time.

The old bartender kept shaking his head with disgust on his face.

"The situation in your family is not very good?" Ye Hao looked at Tasha: "I have no other meaning, just asking."

In fact, when he met the father and daughter before, he could see that the father and daughter were in an average family, the clothes they were wearing were relatively old, and the truck they drove was even more old.

Otherwise, it will not break down halfway.

Tasha shook her head. She ignored the gossip around her and looked at her father with a smile. "It's okay. My family's situation is indeed not very good, but I am very satisfied with my current life."

After that, Tasha briefly told Ye Hao about her family.

It turned out that she lost her mother when she was young, and Uncle Matthew lost the motivation to live in an instant at that time, and spent his days wandering around all day.

And Tasha dropped out of school after studying for a few years, and took care of her father. Because his father did not have a job, their family owed a lot of debts, and the tavern was just one of the creditors.

Finally, three years ago, my father regained his motivation for life. The two of them worked for a local farmer, taking care of the livestock, or went to the city to buy grass like today.

So far, they have paid off most of their debts, leaving less than 20,000 Australian dollars.

Twenty thousand Australian dollars is almost equivalent to eighty thousand RMB.

Ye Hao walked to the bar.

"Uncle Matthew, I'll pay this time. Boss, please bring me two glasses of your best wine here, and a glass of orange juice."

Uncle Matthew looked at Ye Hao in surprise, he wanted to refuse but was stopped by Ye Hao.

And the old bartender looked Ye Hao up and down: "Young man, the best wine I have here is shipped from Canberra. It costs 500 Australian dollars to drink two glasses. This is equivalent to half a month's salary of Matthew."

Uncle Matthew looked embarrassed.

"I don't have Australian dollars, so US dollars are fine. You don't need to look for them." Ye Hao took out five one-hundred-dollar bills from his "pocket" and put them on the table.

This scared the old bartender.

He took the five dollars and looked at them suspiciously.

As a businessman, he could tell that it was real dollars, and he immediately put the money in his pocket, for fear that Ye Hao would regret it.

Walking into the back room, took out a bottle of wine, poured it into two large glasses, added ice cubes, and pushed it in front of Ye Hao and Uncle Matthew together with another glass of orange juice.

"Your wine and orange juice."

After Ye Hao took the wine, he saw that Uncle Matthew and Tasha next to him were still looking at him stupidly.

"What? Drink. Everyone is thirsty after running for a long time."

"Ye...Mr. Ye. Are you in business?" Uncle Matthew carefully picked up the glass of wine worth 250 Australian dollars, for fear of spilling the liquid inside.

Tasha was sitting by the side, holding orange juice, looking at Ye Hao with bright eyes.

"Almost. The car we were riding in broke down in the grassland. We didn't want to wait for rescue, so we walked towards the nearest town by ourselves." Ye Hao made an excuse casually.

Uncle Matthew nodded repeatedly. He drank the wine in his glass with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Many people in the tavern stared straight at the wine in Uncle Matthew's glass.

Look at other people's 250 Australian dollars of wine, and then look at the draft beer in your glass.

Some people were upset and raised their glasses and shouted at the old bartender: "Boss, why is your wine still mixed with water?"

"Go drink your wine. That's all for one Australian dollar. If you can also come up with 250 Australian dollars, I will also drink you wine without water." The old bartender scolded with a smile.

Several people sat here to enjoy the rare leisure, and the old bartender also presented Ye Hao with a few plates of appetizers for free.

A few minutes later, Ye Hao saw that Wei Qiang next to him had ordered the third glass of draft beer, and he held Wei Qiang's glass with his hand.

Wei Qiang looked at Ye Hao suspiciously.

"You forgot what you were going to do, put us

Inform the Judson family about the matter, and it would be best for them to send a plane to pick us up. "Ye Hao leaned closer to Wei Qiang's ear and reminded him.

Wei Qiang suddenly became sober. He clapped his hands: "I know, I know. Boss, do you have a mobile phone here? Lend me."

"Take it, don't wear it out." The old bartender handed Wei Qiang his mobile phone.

He wouldn't give it to ordinary people, but if he can be with people who can afford a few hundred dollars of wine, are they afraid that they will take a mobile phone?

"It's too noisy here, I'll go outside to make a call." Wei Qiang took his mobile phone and went outside to make a call.

Ye Hao and the others continued to drink.

In fact, the taste of this wine is just so-so for Ye Hao, but after walking for half a day, it is worth the money to have a sip of this cold wine.

A few minutes later, the unexpected happened.

Wei Qiang was thrown in and hit the bar counter, knocking over many glasses.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Hao looked at Wei Qiang in surprise, his face was bruised and swollen, it looked like he had been beaten.

"Ahem...someone hit me outside. Just now I turned around after making a phone call, and accidentally bumped into someone, so they beat me up." Wei Qiang cried out in pain, clutching his chest.

"Why, I can't beat you. You dirty my leather shoes, and I haven't asked you to pay for it yet."

An arrogant voice came from outside.

I saw four or five young people walking in, all with pistols pinned to their waists, and they were dressed like western cowboys.

The leader was a young man with a golden retriever and a nose ring.

Ye Hao noticed that after these people came in, all the drinking people lowered their heads and their voices disappeared.

Uncle Matthew and Tasha also subconsciously avoided those young people, as if they were pests and infectious diseases.

"Don't provoke them, that leader is the son of the largest farmer in the town." Tasha pulled Ye Hao's sleeve and whispered.

Ye Hao chuckled, no matter what in the world, there are dudes.

Suddenly, Ye Hao's eyes turned cold, and he noticed that the farmer's son had a dagger in his waist.

Ye Hao had seen this dagger before, it was the weapon Nightingale carried with him.

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