391: 391 Source of Lies

391 Source of Lies

After Zhou zhuang sat down, I heard him start telling his story again. It turned out that when he saw that everyone on our table had heard his story, he switched positions and went somewhere else to continue his story. 1

I stood up and was about to walk in Zhou zhuang direction when Zhao Qingyu grabbed my hand and gestured for me to sit down. Although I didn't know what Zhao Qingyu meant, I still chose to trust him.

We found a remote corner, eating and drinking. It had to be said that the environment and atmosphere of this bar were pretty good. Compared to normal bars, there wasn't much noise here, but there were many more stories. Perhaps it was because of the existence of this Zhou zhuang that everyone's curiosity was aroused. Every time Zhou zhuang went to a table to tell his story, the atmosphere on the table was very strong after he left. Everyone talked about their own experiences and their own stories. Even strangers who did n' t know each other would quickly become one.

However, Zhao Qingyu and I stayed in this bar for a long time. We weren't here to drink. Our main purpose was to listen to the news. This Zhou zhuang had never left this bar. The guests in the bar changed one after another. This Zhou zhuang was running back and forth from table to table without any intention of leaving. By the end of the night, the bar was about to close. At this time, there were already very few people in the bar, but Zhou zhuang still stayed here and did not leave. Zhao Qingyu and I began to feel puzzled.

We still didn't leave. We just sat here and waited. We did n' t want to miss any small details. All the way until everyone had gone to the end, they had come to our side in Zhou zhuang. I thought Zhou zhuang had come to our table because everyone had left, so I wanted to find someone to talk to or leave with. Who would have thought that this Zhou zhuang would stand next to us and say:

"I'm sorry, you two. Our bar has already been finished. "Please hurry up and leave."

I don't want to be surprised anymore. So this Zhou zhuang is the boss of this bar.

"Are you boss here?" I asked in disbelief.

Zhou zhuang was a little embarrassed. He smiled sheepishly and grabbed his head before nodding.

"Then all the stories you told before are true?" Zhao Qingyu asked coldly. I could clearly feel that something was wrong with his tone. When I looked back at him, Zhao Qingyu face was already covered in a layer of frost. It was as if he had always appeared on his face when I first met him.

Zhou zhuang also knew that he had seen through his boast and did not deny it.

"Why are you doing this?" "Is it interesting to slander others?" Zhao Qingyu voice became even colder. This Zhou zhuang began to feel a little scared.

"Who are you?" "Why do you care about me? I'll say whatever I want. This is my territory. I' ll decide." Even though he was already feeling a little scared, this Zhou zhuang didn't seem to be weak in words.

"I'm Zhao Qingyu. This is my wife, boss zhao wife." Zhao Qingyu said word by word.

When Zhao Qingyu finished speaking, I saw Zhou zhuang face turn white.

"Can you tell me now why you made such a rumor?" Zhao Qingyu eyes were sharp. He had been staring at Zhou zhuang all this time, not giving him the slightest chance to escape. It was as if as soon as Zhou zhuang had the intention to leave, Zhao Qingyu would become an eagle that would catch a rabbit and capture him.

"I... I..." Zhou zhuang was so scared that Zhao Qingyu couldn't say anything.

"It doesn't matter. Speak properly. As long as you make sense, we wo n' t make things difficult for you." I could tell that Zhou zhuang couldn't say anything under such circumstances, so I comforted him.

Zhou zhuang glanced at me. Perhaps my face was kind, so I relaxed a little." My business in this bar wasn't good, but I' ve always been reluctant to give it up. Over the years, I've been working hard. I' ve done a good job in every aspect, but my business has never improved. Then I thought of a way to tell a story. Everyone who came to drink had their own thoughts. Some people liked to talk to others about their own stories, while others liked to hear stories. I caught on to the mentality of the drinkers, who would listen to stories and tell stories. I composed other people's stories into another story. After I finished telling them, others would often tell me a story of their own. Just like that, because of these stories, my bar's business gradually improved. Then one day, a woman came to this place. She drank too much, cried and laughed. This sort of thing sometimes happened in a bar, so not many people cared about it. I walked forward and comforted her a few times before she began to tell me her story. The woman in the story was very sad, but I don't think many people like to hear such a story. Then, she said something else to me. She said how angry the boss zhao wife was. She grabbed the boss zhao and didn't let it go. She relied on her Father and easily moved to another job. While living happily with her sister and husband, she also had her Father love, making her very angry. This was a woman's complaint, but my bar relied on stories to survive, so I turned these complaints into a story. "Although it's a very gossipy story, everyone loves to hear it."

When Zhou zhuang said that, I probably knew the truth. It turned out that these rumors weren't spread by misunderstanding. At least, she did n' t spread them on purpose. It was normal for a woman to go to a bar to drink when she couldn't get the men she wanted. In a bar, it was also normal for a woman to talk about her miserable experience. As for the boss of the bar, for the sake of the operation of the bar, I couldn't control what I heard to others. However, Zhou zhuang story really had a profound impact on me.

"Do you know how much misunderstanding my life has caused by rumors like you? "Do you know what others say about me behind my back?" I asked him seriously. Obviously, this Zhou zhuang did not know the seriousness of the matter.

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