My First Interview... In Chinese

A recent opportunity as fallen in my lap. Through the miracle of text messaging an acquaintance that is quickly becoming a friend wanted me to come in for an interview. It was completely random how it all happened and i'll skip all the details and get to the point. What's the job? We'll get to that later. The point of this blog is just for me to boast a bit because im really proud of myself.
I was introduced to the owner of a club... his English name is Buddy. I don't know much about him or how he got to where he is but he seems to be unusually successful. He is near exactly my age and already owns and hand full of clubs. This particular one i was interviewing at is a cash cow. At 8:30 its half packed and at 9 you might not get a seat.
I had no idea what to expect from this interview. Joey (the one who introduced me to the job) coached me a bit on a few things. Mainly salary and DON'T sign anything. That was it. She presided over the interview for translation sake.... but as it turned out i didn't need any. I did an entire interview in only Mandarin Chinese and i think that is so dope! I even joked around a bit and was able to actually show a bit of my personality.... something that is usually lost when i speak Chinese.
In short, he agreed to my salary (without much fuss... should i have asked for more?) and i was to start the very next night. "Doing what", you ask?
Read on...