After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

At this point in time, people were coming and going in the clubhouse.

Someone has already looked at Meng Ziyi.

She felt uncomfortable all over.

She just wants to find another job and start a new life of her own. Why is it so difficult?
Why do people always find out about her past?
"Master Liang, if you need to open a box, please come here to register." Meng Ziyi could only pretend not to hear.

But this group of people is not so easy to deal with.

Immediately someone said: "Then I offer 1 yuan, what can she play with me?"

"1 yuan? I'm afraid you overestimate her. According to the number of times she has been played with by others, she is worth four figures now, right?" Young Master Liang said contemptuously.

Meng Ziyi felt that she couldn't step down from the stage, and she couldn't hold her head up.

But who made her a worker?
She still has to keep this job, so even though she is ashamed on the face, she can't wait to find a hole in the ground right away.

But on the surface, Meng Ziyi still said very politely: "Do you want a private room? If not, please back off for now and let other guests register and pay first."

"Of course we want a box, not only a box, but also... you." One of the men walked up to Meng Ziyi and said rather frivolously.

This clearly regarded Meng Ziyi as that kind of woman.

Meng Ziyi could see all the disdain in their eyes.

And their tone of voice also made her very uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I'm a serious worker here, and I don't do that kind of business. If you guys do this again, I..." Before Meng Ziyi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Young Master Liang.

"What do you do? What can you do? Everyone knows how bad your reputation is. You've been played to the brim, and now you're pretending to be a girl here? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"I heard that last time on the Sheng Group's computer, there were scrolling photos symbolizing your great achievements? Hahaha, that must be very exciting."

Meng Ziyi lowered her eyes, and there was already a surge of warmth in her eye sockets.

She is a girl, but she has to face such malice, as well as everyone's sarcasm and slander, she is really powerless and hopeless.

"Let's go, go to our box, I'll give you five figures, huh?" said another person who seemed to be doing nothing.

"I'm not going." After Meng Ziyi dropped these words, she was about to turn around and leave.

But one of them grabbed her arm quickly: "Who made you go?"

"Stop pretending to be reserved, don't you think we haven't given enough? We'll just give you a little more tip."

"Please show some respect!" Meng Ziyi was about to cry, but she was still holding back her tears.

She knew that even if she cried at this time, no one would take her tears seriously.

She had already cast a begging look at the manager standing not far away.

But the manager pretended to turn a blind eye.

But it's also true, when encountering such a powerful young master, even the manager would definitely not dare to offend him, so he could only stand by and watch.

"Are you worthy of respect? Meng Ziyi, a person whose clothes have already been taken off, wants to be respected here?" Young Master Liang sneered: "Brothers, just drag her into the box! Let's go!"

"Let go of me! Let me go! Why do you treat me like this!" Meng Ziyi struggled.

But she was simply no match for a few big men, and soon, she was dragged out of the front desk by them, and went to the elevator next to her.