After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

Sissi twisted away from the door of private room 305, and called the young master to her, "Go and call her, tell her I'll let her work overtime, and the tip will start at 800."

"I'll tell her right away." The young master smiled happily.

"Call a few more and ask her to come in with you."

After all the instructions were made clear, Sissi rubbed her face, smiled again, cheered up and pushed the door into private room 305. "Boss, what do you think, do you want me to introduce it to you?"

In the private room, four or five bosses had already asked attractive beauties to sit next to them.

Some hugged each other, and some called out. As soon as these selected girls sat down, they enthusiastically poured wine for the bosses present.

The remaining row of girls standing in front of the coffee table who were not chosen were moved out by Sissi's wave.

"Mr. Li, what are you singing?" The princess in uniform squatted in front of the computer to adjust the screen.

The girls picked up their wine glasses and drank boldly, and the atmosphere in the box quickly became lively.

There is no girl around Antu. He is waiting for the next wave of girls to be selected to enter the private room.

Sissi squatted in front of his desk, picked up the decanter, poured some red wine into his glass, and poured herself another glass. Then she snuggled into his arms and said sweetly, "Mr. An, I respect you. "

The light and shadow were scorching, and the dark red wine in the wine glass in An Tu's hand swayed on the wall of the glass, like a miniature world spinning in front of his eyes.

After he swung the wine glass twice, he touched Sissi's wine glass lightly and said, "I drank a lot before, so I can only drink less."

"I said Mr. An came so late. It turns out he has other activities." Sissi raised her hand and lay on Antu's shoulder, and the breath from her nose gently brushed Antu's ear.

"It's the end of the year, and there are a lot of things going on in the company." An Tu leaned on the sofa and sighed softly, saying half truthfully.

Sissi understood the elegance of Xiange after hearing it. After putting down the red wine glass in her hand, she raised her hand and gently pinched his shoulder and neck, "Mr. An, let me massage your shoulders and relax."

Antu squinted his eyes and patted the small hand on his shoulder.

"Your shoulders are really stiff. It seems that you are busy with business and have worked hard." Sissi knelt beside Antu, "Shall I have someone bring you a bowl of sweet soup? Have you finished your meal?"

"After you've eaten, there's no need for soup." An Tu opened his eyes, gently played with the wine glass, with an expression of appreciation on his face, and readjusted his sitting position, "Sissi is still gentle and considerate and takes care of others. Why haven't I seen her before? Do you know how to do this skill?"

"I just learned it from my master recently." Sissi said with an embarrassed expression on her face, "Our family is poor. When my parents were young, they could only work hard to earn some hard money to raise my sisters and me. Now that I'm ill, I have to work every day. If it hurts here or there, I would massage their neck, shoulders, waist and legs to make them feel more comfortable."

"You are so filial. Are your parents living with you now?" An Tu tilted his head and praised Sissi.

"I recently moved to a bigger house. Taking advantage of the cold weather, I went to the countryside to pick up my parents." Sissi said, "It's freezing and snowy in my hometown, and my parents have to go to farm and do odd jobs. I looked distressed and tried to persuade them not to do it, but they refused to listen, so I had no choice but to help them pack their things and take them to my side to take care of them."

"Change a house?" Antu asked with interest, "Where do you want to buy it?"

"Mr. An, as a big boss, you want to buy a house when you hear about it." Sissi's eyes widened, "How can I afford a big house? It's rented."

"It's rented. Didn't I hear you say that I bought a house last time?" Antu nodded, praised Sissi a few more words, picked up the decanter and poured some wine into her glass, "Growing seeds in the countryside How much money can you make doing odd jobs? If you drink two more glasses of wine, you can make more in one night than they can in a month."

"The house I bought last time wasn't big, just a small apartment. I haven't got the key yet," Sissi said with a wry smile, "Also, don't make fun of me. How can I make any profit with these two dollars?" So easy?"

"In any case, it's easier than working hard as your parents." Antu smiled and squeezed Sissi's fair hand, "You are so filial, they can enjoy the blessings with you in the future."

While the two were chatting and laughing, a second wave of girls wearing miniskirts of various colors, who seemed to be shining white under the colorful lights in the private room, came in.

Also coming in at the same time as them was a fat young man in a suit. The young man was holding a tray, and on the tray were neatly stacked dozens or twenty stacks of brand new banknotes.

"Mr. An, I have prepared the cash you want." The slightly fat young man is the manager of the "Golden Years" club.

"Leave it." An Tu casually glanced at the cash in his hand, let go of Sissi's hand, and sat up slightly.

He finally took a serious look at the row of girls standing in front of him.

After taking a brief look, he smiled and praised Sissi, "You put your heart into it."

The girls who came in this time were only one-third of the ones before, but all of them had white skin, delicate and beautiful faces, black hair, and bright eyes, which basically matched his aesthetics.

"Mr. An, you can pick two more if you like." Needless to say, I called all the girls working in other private rooms.

"Take a look, if you like, pick a few more to play with." An Tu glanced at them, then smiled and asked his companions to continue choosing.

The bosses present laughed and cheered, "Dr. An, you choose first, you choose first."

These are all chosen according to Antu's preferences, and no one is so blind as to beat him to it. What's more, if Antu thinks it's beautiful, they may not necessarily think it's good-looking, unless there's something between the boss's aesthetics and Antu's. The aesthetics are consistent.

There were indeed one or two people at the scene who had the same preferences as Antu, including the bald boss sitting to his left.

His eyes lit up when these girls entered the venue. He leaned closer to Antu and pointed at the first girl to enter the venue. The girl wearing a rose-red tight miniskirt said to him, "Old An, the one wearing The red skirt is nice, her legs are straight, and her skin is fair."

An Tu's critical eyes carefully looked at the girl, from face to chest, to butt, to legs. Then he raised his chin towards her and pointed to the empty seat next to the bald head, "You, come and sit next to my brother."

The girl wearing a rose-red tight-fitting ultra-short outfit immediately walked out of the team with a smile and sat in the bald man's arms.

The bald boss was obviously very happy. He hugged the girl's slender waist tightly, and he and An Tu looked at the standing girl again, "Well, the one in white clothes is not bad, like the actress named Zhang... "

He pointed at the second to last girl who came in.

An Tu looked in the direction she pointed and found that the girl was indeed pretty, looking like a female star. He thought it was okay, so he was going to let the girl sit next to him.

However, just as he was about to speak out, he was interrupted by a delicate voice, "Sorry, sorry, I just took a call and was late."

It is rare to see such a reckless girl in the club.

There was silence in the box for a moment.

There were one or two grumpy bosses who were about to lose their temper, but fell silent when they saw the faces of the girls at the door.

They looked up with the others, and saw a delicate and pleasant face peeking out of the half-open door of the private room. The face looked very young, definitely no more than twenty years old, with delicate features and skin as white as snow. Although she wore strong makeup, her round and apologetic eyes looked like those of a Barbie doll, and the bosses present couldn't help but feel weak in their hearts.