He is more fickle than Fengyue

Working in Chunjiang Huayue, even the waiters have to stay up late every night.

Insufficient sleep, Bo Yan's body is getting worse and worse, and the condition is getting more and more serious, so he can only increase the dose of medicine and rely on thick liquid foundation to cover.

But fortunately, Lu Beichen didn't know that he had changed his gender these days, and he still concentrated on being by Song Qianqian's side, and unexpectedly didn't come to trouble her. Without Lu Beichen and Song Qianqian, Bo Yan hardly passed a few days and could barely be considered peaceful. day.

In the past, Bo Yan tried every means to want Lu Beichen to go home, but now Bo Yan is just the opposite, she has few days left, and she has no time and energy to spend with Lu Beichen, that ridiculous love, in Bo Nian's life In front of it, it is not worth mentioning at all.

That night, after Bo Yan finished serving the guests in a private room, the second generation ancestor who took the lead was very satisfied with her service, and threw her a stack of tips, "Happy today, I will reward you."

It's just that this group of young masters never knew how to respect others, so the money was thrown on Bo Yan's body and scattered all over the ground, and it looked a bit dazzling under the dim light.

"What are you still doing?" Bo Yan didn't move, and there were inevitably people around who were unhappy, "Do you understand the rules, our Young Master Jiang is generous, why don't you kneel down and thank him."

According to Chunjiang Huayue's rules, when accepting tips, one has to kneel.

Bo Yan licked her dry lips and knelt on the ground, "Thank you Young Master Jiang."

Just like that, in front of everyone, he knelt down and picked up the banknotes on the ground one by one.

"That's more or less the same." The group of people ate and drank enough, and finally prepared to leave with satisfaction, "Brothers, let's go."

They stepped on the ground and walked out of the box in a mighty manner, and the surroundings became a little quieter.

Bo Yan finished picking up the money, although some of them were stained with alcohol and footprints, but fortunately, there was a lot of them, a full 5000 yuan, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

She carefully stuffed the crumpled banknotes into her wallet, her headache got worse and worse, she was trying to hold on to it before, but now that the guest left, Bo Yan had reached the limit, couldn't control it anymore, and rushed to the bathroom Just throw up.

Her head was about to split open, her stomach couldn't stop convulsing, she vomited until tears fell down her face, she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to die, but at this time, someone came up to her and spoke in a strange way,

"Hey, Bo Yan, you must have been spoiled by some young master, so you got a wild seed."

Bo Yan didn't understand, how could these people have a soft spot for the word wild species?

She glanced sideways, staring at the nonsense princess in the box, "Keep your mouth clean."

Most of the guests who come to Chunjiang Huayue are very generous, and Bo Yan is good-looking, so the tips he gets are naturally higher than most people.Sometimes, even the princess in the box can't compare, so it's inevitable that people will be jealous.

The current Li Wenwen is one of them, "Then you have to be clean. If you are innocent, are you afraid that others will say three to four?"

"But you are not. When you see a guest, you just lean up like a pug. The posture is really vulgar and disgusting."

Bo Yan's violent temper came up immediately, without saying a word, she grabbed Li Wenwen's hair, smashed her head against the wall, and said viciously, "You have the guts to say it again."

Li Wenwen was caught off guard, and when she reacted, she was about to explode, "Bo Yan, you dare to hit me?"

"What's wrong with me beating you?" Bo Yan's eyes were cold. "You are full of foul language. If I don't beat you, do I still want to spoil you? I'm sorry, I don't have such a problem. If you are not satisfied, you can find Rong." Sister, go and see who is right."

After moving out of Zhou Rong, Li Wenwen suddenly became angry. Everyone knew that Sister Rong took a little more care of this new down-and-out celebrity, not to mention that they were not allowed to gossip when they worked here.

"Okay, it's a big deal and I won't say it in the future." Li Wenwen softened her mouth, but she was extremely dissatisfied in her heart, and she remembered this account, anyway, the future will be long.

At this moment, the door of the private room opened, "Bo Yan, come to the third private room."

Only then did Bo Yan let go of Li Wenwen, walked out of the bathroom, and smiled when she saw someone coming, "Sister Zhang, isn't it the rule of Chunjiang Huayue that you can only serve one private room for one night?"

The man gave her a blank look, "Don't you want to make money, you are not happy to arrange one more for you?"

Bo Yan really wants to make money, 200 million in three months, even here, it is not a small sum, she is still too far away, it is very important for her to earn more, "Happy, thank you Zhang elder sister."

"Go, don't make the guests wait too long."

When Bo Yan left, she secretly stuffed a few hundred yuan to the other party, and then forcefully suppressed the discomfort in her body, reapplied her lipstick and loose powder, tidied up her clothes, and then pushed open the door of the third box.

Deafening music and noise rushed up, accompanied by a sharp sound, "Ah——"

"Boyan, it's really Boyan, Qianqian, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have believed it, Boyan is actually doing such a despicable flesh business!!"