"Hmph, what kind of bartender are you? What a loser. You should just go home instead of embarrassing yourself here," The red-haired young man insulted Meng Ling.
The red-haired young man was furious to be let down in front of his girlfriend. He lashed out at Meng Ling. His words were very harsh.
Meng Ling turned pale when she heard the insults of the red-haired young man. Tears appeared in her eyes and she was close to crying.
"Sir, the Cupid’s Arrow on the cocktail can only be sustained for 30 seconds. Please don’t insult me," Meng Ling said in a low voice as she clenched her teeth.
Bartending was not only her job. It was also her hobby and pride. Meng Ling was very angry and sad that someone said that she was a poor bartender.
"Don’t try to find excuses. I’ve seen a video where a bartender from England could make a Cupid’s arrow which lasted for 3 minutes. You should just go home instead." The red-haired young man looked at her in disdain.