A man walked in from the bar door.
The man had a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't light it, just held it in his mouth.
Wearing black suit trousers and a loose white shirt.
The appearance is handsome, delicate and beautiful.
A pair of black-rimmed glasses sits firmly on the bridge of the nose. She has short black hair with three-quarter length hair on her forehead, and the emotion in her eyes is indifferent.
"The boss is back." The old customer shouted with a smile.
The man said a vague "hmm" in his voice and walked towards the bar without stopping.
When passing by Zuo Li, he paused and said without any emotion in his tone: "Underage?"
Zuo Li took a sip of cocktail and slipped into his throat, and he coughed violently.
Intention: None