Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Oh, auntie, what are you talking about!" The manager immediately changed his face, supported Fang Jianning's shoulders and pushed him into the changing room: "Who will pick you up if you don't? They are calling by your name!"

"Isn't it a new face, just use the name Ellie for someone else."

"Are you kidding me!" The manager sneered: "Could it be possible that we also learn how to bully customers in other stores? We are a bar, a top service industry, can we do such a thing?" As he spoke, the manager's face became more and more gloomy: " Ellie, you are a newcomer, and you may not understand the rules here, but let me tell you, if you refuse customers for no reason, you will be banned for a total of one month!"

The manager's triangular eyes began to cast a lot of light on Fang Jianning, "I remember, when you came, you said you needed money. Can you accept not working for a month?"

It's really unacceptable, Fang Jianning bowed her head slightly, especially in the recent period, Fang Jianing obviously felt that the symptoms of her brain pain became more and more serious, and she hadn't saved enough money to go abroad, let alone a month, just a week If she doesn't work, she can't accept it.

"Okay." When Fang Jianning raised his head, there was a trace of firmness in Fang Jianning's eyes, "I'll go."

"Good boy!" The manager's face, which was still as cold as ice just now, suddenly filled with a smile, "That's right, no one would have trouble with money, right?"

Fang Jianning was standing at the door of the box with red wine in his hand, and he tugged at the red skirt that was a bit too short. Originally, he wanted to see what was inside through the glass window of the door, but this person chose She entered a box without glass windows, although she was confident enough to subdue some prodigal sons, but this time, Fang Jianning, who was approaching the door, felt a little uneasy.

"What are you doing in a daze, go in quickly!"

The manager passing by gave her a warning look, Fang Jianning pursed her lips and pushed open the door.

"Hi sir, I am..."

The moment the man looked up, Fang Jianning's professional fake smile froze on his face.

Sure enough, my sixth sense has always been very accurate.

"Ellie?"

The man sneered and leaned his body back, put his arms on the back of the sofa, raised his legs, and squinted at her: "I have used all the nicknames, Fang Jianning, I really underestimated you!"

Fang Jianning quickly calmed down, glanced at the man lightly, and then, like entertaining all the guests, went over with the tray, put the wine glass in front of the man, poured the wine, and slowly shook the glass to sober up.

The man suddenly lifted her chin with one hand, rubbed her thumb lightly on her chin, and looked at her with cold eyes as if they were about to drop ice shards.

"Look at me, I'm talking to you, is this your service attitude?"

Fang Jianning raised her eyes obediently, and moved her eyes to his face.

But her obedience made the man even more angry, because a thought suddenly popped into his mind:
She can be so obedient to me, then, wouldn't she be more obedient to those men who come here for entertainment?
Such recognition made the man suddenly frowned, snorted coldly, swung Fang Jianning's face suddenly with his elbow, put down Erlang's legs, picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in it.

Depression has nowhere to vent, only to drink.

When the man picked up the wine bottle and was about to pour wine into the glass, his hand was held down by Fang Jianning.

"This wine is stronger."

She kindly reminded her, but he sneered at her.

"Whether it's strong or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

Fang Jianning looked at his stubborn eyes, nodded helplessly, let go of his hand, stood up, stepped aside, and stood quietly.

The man glanced up at Fang Jianning, and frowned coldly: "What are you doing standing so far away? Come here!"

Fang Jianning hesitated for a moment, moved over bravely, and sat down on the other side of the sofa.

The man patted the place under his shoulder with his hand, "Come here!"

Fang Jianning raised his head and stared at him, but the other party's eyes were serious and could not be questioned.

It's just a job.

Comforting herself in this way in her heart, Fang Jianning gritted her teeth and continued to move towards the man.

Satisfied, the man put his hand on Jianning's shoulder, and said sarcastically, "This is how you usually work, isn't it?"

The moment the man's hand touched Fang Jianning's shoulder, she stood up abruptly, subconsciously took two steps back, frowned at the man, and finally broke out.

"Bo Siheng, don't go too far!"

"I'm going too far?" Bao Siheng looked up at her, with a faint smile on his lips, "Isn't this your duty?"

Fang Jianning took a deep breath, resisting the urge to explode, trying to make her face look calmer, she stood with her head held high, and answered lightly.

"My job duties are serving drinks and getting drunk guests into the car."

A trace of surprise flashed in the bottom of his long and narrow eyes, but Bao Siheng quickly concealed it, then raised his brow bone, and said in a questioning tone: "If you only do this, I'm afraid you won't be able to earn the money you want, right? "

Fang Jianning didn't speak.

There was silence in the air for a while, and suddenly, Bao Siheng pointed to the wine bottle on the table and said, "Come here, drink this bottle of wine!"

Fang Jianning still stood with indifferent eyes: "Sorry, Mr. Bo, this is not my job."

"Mr. Bo?" Bao Siheng smiled angrily. He clenched his fists and released them. Fang Jianning.

"Don't you just want these?"

He pulled out a bag from behind, unzipped it, and red mosaics were neatly stacked in the bag.

He took it out casually and threw it on the table with a "snap".

"I have these! Come on, as long as you can make me happy today, these are all yours!"

Fang Jianning looked at him like he was looking at a fool, and stood quietly without any movement.

Bao Siheng curled his lips and sneered: "What? Not enough?"

"Snapped!"

There are some more on the table.

The woman opposite was still indifferent.

"not enough?"

The red mosaic on the table continued to fall, and finally Bo Siheng simply picked up the bag and poured out everything inside.

"哗啦啦" spread all over the table.

"These!" Bao Siheng frowned and pointed at the red mosaic on the table, "Is that enough?!"

Fang Jianning's calm eyes were in sharp contrast to Bao Siheng's impatience. She just looked at him indifferently and didn't speak.

Finally unable to bear the other party's silence, Bao Siheng broke out completely. Like a trapped animal, he suddenly got up, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, put down his long legs, and came to Fang Jianning in three steps at a time. Her chin, forcing her to lift her head, poured the wine into her mouth.