My host is cold and scumbag

Zhao Xinyun has a job, and this job was arranged by heaven. When the system saw the job, its tone was distorted. Finally, he resigned himself to his fate and sighed: It is very suitable for you.

Before going home, Zhao Xinyun bought two packs of cigarettes. Then she returned to the small two-bedroom 120-square-meter house left by her parents. Zhao Xinyun was tall and had long legs. When she sat on the sofa, she felt that the back of the sofa was a little short and she felt a little uncomfortable. The first thing she wanted to do was to replace the sofa and add a rocking chair. She realized that the initial capital was gone in one day.

Zhao Xinyun slid down on the narrow sofa, looking a little depressed.

The system teases: You are born well-educated.

Zhao Xinyun sat up straight again; she also felt uncomfortable.

She chuckled at the word "natural breeding".

She raised her hand and checked her optical computer. This convenient device that can be worn on the hand and can project holographic images has replaced her mobile phone. Zhao Xinyun's account has an additional salary of one thousand yuan. No wonder Instructor Fang insisted on taking care of her and bringing her to Qingshan College as an assistant teacher. The daily salary is really high.

It is six o'clock in the evening and Zhao Xinyu has to go to work at eight o'clock.

Working the night shift.

How many of them are serious jobs?

Zhao Xinyun followed the address and came to the door of a quiet bar full of lights and wine. Soothing and long music played leisurely in the bar. People of all kinds were chatting and drinking inside. It was a bit chaotic, but also a bit special.

She walked to the bar, and an omega at the bar smiled at Zhao Xinyun, took out a brooch from the wall, walked out of the bar, stood beside Zhao Xinyun, and put the name tag on Zhao Xinyun's chest with his own hands. His fingertips lingered at Zhao Xinyun's collar, and he sighed: "Why are you a beta? You can't smell my pheromones."

Here, everyone's breath is named pheromone.

Zhao Xinyun didn't understand and couldn't appreciate it.

The male omega pressed against Zhao Xinyun and said tenderly, "I get off work at 8:30. Do you want to wait for me? I'll buy you two hours with today's salary. How about that?"

For two hours, Zhao Xinyu recalled his price in his mind. The starting hourly wage was two hundred, which was a bit low.

Zhao Xinyun glanced at the work badge on the brooch on the omega’s chest, which said Baimian. She then glanced at her own badge, which said Haiyang.

It's a pseudonym, and it's obvious that it's not a serious job. Is it legal to do such a thing in this world?

"Hey, waiter, make a drink." The ambient light on the counter slowly moved and changed color with the rhythm of the music. Bai Mian looked up at the female beta who was a head taller than him. She didn't say anything, which made him a little angry. He pinched Zhao Xinyun's waist in a reproachful manner.

Zhao Xinyun frowned.

Being taken advantage of.

Bai Mian made a big detour and walked to the counter with a face full of reluctance, complaining but having to force a smile to entertain the guests. He took out his cocktail shaker and shook it as if he wanted to shake the customer to death.

Zhao Xinyu found a corner and sat down. The dark corner was not enough to hide Zhao Xinyu's own temperament. Since she came in, many eyes were on her. Now seeing Zhao Xinyu wearing a work badge, everyone's expression was very intriguing.

-Why haven't I seen this before when I came to Orphee?

-Yes, I've been here so many times, but this is the first time I've seen it.

-Looks like a beta. What a shame.

-What's a pity? Except for the lack of information sense, everything else is the same.

-Go and ask the price and ask him over for a drink.

Zhao Xinyu was bored and naturally had no idea how many people were paying attention to her. She took out a cigarette out of boredom and sat alone in a corner in a daze.

Bai Mian had fifteen minutes left before work ended. He glanced at Zhao Xinyun stealthily and, in his free time, mixed a glass of wine and brought it to Zhao Xinyun personally. He held the wine glass and placed the wine on the table in front of Zhao Xinyun. He approached the woman from behind, bent down slightly, with half of his body pressed against her back, and spoke into her ear.

"The Heart of the Ocean suits you very well."

The young man deliberately made his voice soft and hoarse. Zhao Xinyun spit out a mouthful of eye circles and nodded.

Seeing that the woman had no reaction, he began to hate why there was such a thing as beta in this world. His smell almost sounded the alarm of Orphee Bar. He was really angry: "Ocean, do you have any gentlemanly manners?"

Zhao Xinyun felt that the words used in this world were very confusing and incomprehensible.

Her hourly wage starts at 200 yuan per hour, not fixed at 200 yuan. Although the salary of a bartender here is not low, Zhao Xinyun still thinks it is too little when it is divided into hourly wages. After all, she still has that insignificant debt of 50,000 yuan.

He had less than fifteen hundred yuan on him, which was a bit worrying for Zhao Xinyun.

Is it really appropriate to use gentlemanly manners in this environment?

Omegas were several levels higher than betas in social class. It was fine if they didn't care about a beta at the bottom of society, but if they rejected an omega, they would be labeled as ungentlemanly? Zhao Xinyun was really confused by the setting of this world.

"I'll give you two hours, what do you want to do?" Zhao Xinyun asked.

Bai Mian was delighted when he heard this, and his face quickly flushed. He leaned all his weight on Zhao Xinyun's back and snorted, "Do whatever you want. Wait for me."

As if she was so shy that she couldn't control herself, she actually skipped away with light steps.

The system didn't expect that its taskers would be able to adapt and accept so quickly. He was anxious: Xiao Yun'er, think twice.

-Lack of money.

The system chokes.

Just when Bai Mian was getting ready to go home happily, she felt that her hair was a bit in the way and was about to tie it up, but she didn't have a rubber band. She touched her empty wrist and had to let it down helplessly.

At this moment, a person sat down opposite Zhao Xinyun, and the environment suddenly became silent for a moment, just like the sound of a candle being extinguished by the wind and then lit up again.

This change was very sudden, and Zhao Xinyun looked at the person who came in confusion.

The man was wearing a white T-shirt, with long legs and a thin body. The clothes below his shoulders were empty, and he looked a little sickly thin. The man sat down and did not look at Zhao Xinyun at first, but crossed his legs. His hair was very long, almost to his waist, his nose was high, and he had a slender single eye.

If the man wasn't wearing white clothes and black pants, with a pair of down-to-earth white sneakers, and had such long hair and a thin face, he would have looked like a male ghost from a distance.

The male ghost adjusted himself to a comfortable sitting position and handed Zhao Xinyu a hairband.

Wheel pattern, dark red, and a small strawberry.

The contrast was so great that Zhao Xinyun stared at the hairband in a daze.

Seeing that the woman did not respond, the man asked coldly: "Why, do you want me to help you with the injection myself?"