Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 910 Ancestor Wanfu (26)

The elevator went down, and there was a slight sense of weightlessness.

Zhou Ye's gaze fell on the man generously, looking at the constantly beating numbers, and seeing that he didn't intend to press it, he had an idea in his heart.

"Are you going to lose two too?"

The man looked at her, his eyes still light and calm, and then nodded slightly.

Zhou Ye nodded and looked at the time.

Five forty in the afternoon.

There is only one bar in Minus [-], and that is where she works. There will be no customers coming to the bar at this point before the opening hours.

If you're not a guest, you're here for work.

At this time, Zhou Ye suddenly remembered that the bar owner mentioned yesterday that he had recently hired a new "young master".

It is inevitable that there will be some rich women with high consumption levels in the bar. Drinking with a group of people is boring. At this time, there is a young man with good looks and figure sitting beside him, so the monotonous activity of drinking will be much more interesting.

At this time, the "young master" took these rich women to play games, drink more wine with them, and have a good time drinking, and the 20-[-] cards can still be flushed.

These are all wine-selling routines in bars, and their success rate is directly proportional to the emotional intelligence and appearance of those "young masters".

Zhou Ye thought about it like this, and then looked at the man's increasingly attractive face, and finally frowned.

The two of them didn't say anything, the elevator stopped and they reached the second floor.

Facing the elevator is the main entrance of the bar, which is now shining with a light green light, and it is silent.

There were two men in suits standing outside the door. Seeing Zhou Ye coming out, the two rushed to greet him.

"Sister, you are here."

Zhou Ye nodded, just about to go in, suddenly remembered that there was someone behind him, so he turned around again.

"Zhang Ping should be in the background now, and I happen to be going there too, let's go together."

The man stood outside, listening to what Zhou Ye said, although he didn't know anything about the words "Zhang Ping" and "backstage", but the word "together" was exactly what he wanted.

"Hey sister, who is this?"

Zhou Ye didn't speak, and went in directly.

The man followed behind, watching Zhou Ye walk in, and then looked at the self-closing door in front of him, then he stretched out his hand slowly, and saw the glass door slowly opened in front of him again, the man nodded slightly, a flash of light flashed across his eyes. understand.

People who came and went along the way greeted Zhou Ye warmly, and Zhou Ye nodded, like a leader who came to inspect the company.

The man paced and followed behind, with one hand behind his back and the other leaning slightly in front of his body. He had a pleasant and elegant demeanor, which was incompatible with the whole feasting environment.

Many people's eyes followed him.

Zhou Ye took him to the back office, where Zhang Ping, the boss in a red suit and black suit pants, was counting the goods he had just bought.

"Zhou Ye, here we come."

Zhou Ye threw the bag on the sofa, casually took an orange from the fruit plate on the table in front of him, peeled it off on his own, and stuffed it into his mouth with three petals.

Zhang Ping turned around and caught a glimpse of the figure standing at the door.

For a moment, his eyes lit up, and he walked up to him in two steps and asked softly.

"Boy, what do you do?"

Zhou Ye looked at the two, her mouth was filled with oranges, and the orange juice soaked her red lips, making them look shiny.

The man stared at her lips, and when he heard Zhang Ping talking to him, he nodded slightly and looked down at the man in front of him.

He doesn't speak.

His demeanor became cool and noble, and Zhang Ping felt that he was like a god enshrined in a silver temple. Standing here, he himself felt a little defiled.

(End of this chapter)