After I washed off my heavy makeup, the aloof CEO regretted it

The guests passing by just glanced at him indifferently and then went back to their private rooms.

Drunk people who drink too much and act crazy and yell a few words are very common in places like nightclubs. No one likes to see this kind of excitement.

"Damn, he's still mute!"

The customer was very dissatisfied with the waiter's silent attitude.

As if to vent his anger, he raised one leg and kicked the nearby oranges farther away.

Immediately, he stumbled into the bathroom.

This drunkard is really courageous to dare to bully people under her nose.

The girl clenched her fists, feeling her blood pressure soar and her anger level instantly increase.

Immediately, an idea came to her mind - when the man came out of the bathroom, she would give him a lesson.

Even with his thick makeup and rustic dress, he couldn't stop the chill radiating from Gu Nian at all.

Even the waiter who brought her over clearly noticed something strange and asked cautiously:

"Ma'am, are you... okay?"

When asked this question, she suddenly calmed down.

No, she can't control this matter, at least not yet.

There were more important things waiting for her to do soon.

Moreover, the male protagonist is also in this bar and may pass by at any time.

If she takes action to teach that person a lesson, and the male protagonist happens to see it, then her character as a vicious female lead will completely collapse.

At this juncture, there must be no mistakes.

Gu Nian gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. The clenched fists were slowly loosened.

"fine."

As she spoke, she bent down and tightened her shoelaces.

Pretending to be easy again, he picked up the two oranges at his feet and helped put them into the carton.

You can't teach a drunkard a lesson, but you can help him pick up things, right?

Alas, it is not easy to make money as a worker, and it is really unlucky to meet unreasonable drunkards.

The waiter didn't look up and said softly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Gu Nian didn't waste any more time, straightened his collar, and followed the previous waiter towards the end of the corridor.

At the same time, the waiter who was immersed in picking up oranges suddenly stopped moving and froze in place when he heard her say those three words.

This guest's voice sounded very familiar, as if...

The next second, the waiter stood up quickly, followed him with deep eyes, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

Seeing the woman's back, he walked into a private room.

I was a step too late and didn't see my face.

The waiter secretly regretted it, and at the same time moved his gaze upward to see clearly the number on the door - 306.

Could it be "her"?

Staring at the private room number, he squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

Judging from the back, it shouldn't be.

In addition, when the guest approached just now, the scent of perfume that hit him was very pungent, which was completely different from the fresh fragrance on "her" body.

Furthermore, "she" is an elegant and intellectual rich lady who only wears high-end evening gowns to attend high-society dinners.

Maybe at this moment, he was holding the red wine handed by the waiter and talking about the past and the present with those wealthy young men and gentlemen.

There is no way she would appear in a nightclub dressed like this.

Thinking of this, the waiter's eyes gradually dimmed, and his ecstatic heart fell again.

Yes, how can you be so lucky to meet "her" again in just a few days?

Probably, it just happened that the two of them had similar voices, so he had better stop thinking about it.

"Xiao Geng, have you brought the fruit?"

At this time, an urging voice came from the side, "302 is still short of a fruit plate, the guest has just urged me."

"Bring it."

Geng Yuchen calmed down, put the last orange back, and then picked up the carton again.

Turning back to the pantry, he put the box on the table. He carefully picked out the oranges that had been kicked by the drunkard and put them in the corner. He also picked a few big and good ones and placed them in the fruit bowl.

The colleague on the side picked up the fruit plate and asked casually: "Why did it take so long?"

Geng Yuchen lowered his eyes and whispered two words:

"Feel sorry."

He's not good at complaining because it's useless. It will only bring negative energy to the people around you.

He doesn't want that.

"Hi, it's okay. It's your first day here, so it's normal for you to be unfamiliar with the warehouse.

You are a smart person and hardworking, so you will adapt quickly. By then, it will be easier to find things. "

After a few words of comfort and encouragement, the colleague left the pantry.

After five days of treatment and recuperation, Geng Yuchen's injuries were more than half healed.

Although there are still shallow scars on his face, he can move freely.

In the afternoon, Geng Yuchen was introduced by his buddy and became a waiter here.

The work is not too tiring and the pay is not low.

His colleagues are all friendly and take good care of him.

Especially Brother Zhou, who is in the same group, is tolerant, loves to talk and laugh, and is patient. He is a very good person.

Geng Yuchen is naturally satisfied with all this.

At the same time, I also know that this is all thanks to Qian Wu, who took the trouble to arrange all this for him.

The bar stipulates that new employees need training and internship for one week after joining the company before they can go to booths and private rooms to receive guests. Therefore, he can only do some odd jobs and catering for the time being.

For Geng Yuchen, this is simply a dream.

To be honest, on his first day working in a bar, he was a little overwhelmed when faced with all kinds of customers.

The man walked to the disinfection cabinet and put the washed fruit plate in it. After setting the duration, press the sterilization button.

Listening to the sound of the machine running, he suddenly fell into deep thought.

Recalling that clear and sweet voice a few minutes ago again.

Delusional thoughts sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. After he snuffed them out, they grew vigorously and became more and more lush...

In his heart, a voice sounded softly——

Is that guest really not "her"?

In fact, no matter from which angle you consider it, you can draw a conclusion:

No.

However, the tone of those three words was so similar to "her".

Geng Yuchen deeply doubted whether he was crazy. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be struggling with this kind of thing all the time while working.

It’s okay to be obsessed with a girl whom I only met once and whose face I didn’t even see clearly, and I’ve secretly thought about her several times, but now I’m actually so interested in another customer who has a similar voice to her. Isn't it because I'm crazy? Is there any other explanation?

To take a step back, so what if it is really "her"? Is it possible that he still wants to disturb others?

The benefactor has made it clear that he has no intention of making friends with him, so he should respect and accept him. If he continues to pester him, won't he become a gangster?

Thinking of this, Geng Yuchen raised a hand and slapped himself hard.

Wake up, stop dreaming.

I don’t even think about what I am.