Tender trapping

Wu Yong, this business district basically knows this person's name, because the glass building next door is the real estate under his name. In the early years, it was an office building. In the past two years, with the expansion of the urban area, that building has gradually been changed into a shopping mall. , The rent has doubled several times in a row.

Wu Yong's career is booming, and there are all kinds of people waiting to curry favor with him.

That's not the only reason he's famous, though.

Regarding this Mr. Wu, the more widely circulated news is that he is not taboo between men and women. There are not many people who declare bisexuality these days, and Wu Yong is one of them.

She is unabashedly extravagant and lustful, targeting young boys and girls.

"Ran Xu, stay away from that booth for a while." Mao Kang leaned over to remind, "Also go around the delivery of wine, try to go to a dark place, so that no one can see it."

Ran Xu didn't think much of it at first, but Mao Kang said, he became cautious: "Who is that booth?"

"Feng Shenghao, there is another named Wu Yong."

Feng Shenghao, Ran Xu remembered him.

This young man surnamed Feng seemed a bit crazy, and he started to toss the people around him when he drank too much, but he didn't do anything out of the ordinary after all, he just let Ran Xu sit there and peel the cherry tomatoes all night.

If it wasn't him, then I'm afraid it was Wu Yong who Mao Kang told him to hide from.

Just as Ran Xu was about to ask, he turned around and saw the manager's face.

Mao Kang was caught for deserting work, and he jumped three steps away in a jerk: "Jing, manager!"

"Go to work!" The manager patted Mao Kang on the shoulder, led him to the bar, turned around to look at Ran Xu, his lips moved, the meaning was unclear.

"Manager, then shall I go to the bar to deliver drinks?" The lights were dim, and Ran Xu couldn't see his surroundings clearly. He tried to amplify the sound to cover the electronic music.

"No, isn't your leg inconvenient? Go to booth No. 7 and watch over there. We need someone waiting to say hello."

Deck No. 7...

Ran Xu looked over and found that it happened to be the booth that Mao Kang had mentioned just now. He was immediately startled, and when he turned to look for the manager, he found that there was no one behind him.

How to do.

Mao Kang only spoke half of what he said. He didn't know what was going on with that Wu Yong.

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Feng Shenghao on the other end was holding Wu Yong beside him with a smile all over his face, while boasting about "Angkor has vision" and "I will learn from you in the future", while secretly slandering Wu Yong's oily neck and sweat.

If it wasn't for this acquisition, he wouldn't waste his time clubbing with this pig-headed upstart.

"Hey, that one of you, that one...why didn't he come?" Wu Yong pulled his shirt out of his belt, touched his bare belly with one hand, and didn't forget to stuff a cigarette into the mouth of the wine girl next to him .

"Oh, Boss Zhuo isn't free. I'm not here to make amends for you." Feng Shenghao tilted his neck back and drank the whole glass of wine, showing the bottom of the glass to Wu Yong.

His peripheral vision fell on the boy not far away. Seeing that he hesitated for a long time, he simply stood up and greeted: "waiter!"

Ran Xu was startled by Feng Shenghao's sudden utterance, and his heart sank, thinking that this place is still in the lobby anyway, and Feng Shenghao doesn't look like a person with a bad stomach... Let's go and see the situation first, after all, they are still customers .

"Hello, what do you need?" Ran Xu is from the south. Although his Mandarin is fairly standard, his pronunciation always has a vague ending.

hook people.

Wu Yong stared at Ran Xu the first time he came over, and his gaze licked the boy in front of him like a snake letter.

Soft black hair, draped obediently on the forehead, with exquisite facial features, the small suit is a bit baggy on the body, but it is tightened at the waist, outlining a thin and attractive line.

"What standard do you look for waiters here?" Wu Yong said, looking at Ran Xu with a smile.

"Ah?" Before Ran Xu could react, he raised his eyes and met Wu Yong's chubby face, subconsciously took a step back, thinking to himself, this is indeed a "well-known" person... Ugly, really ugly.

The two eyes were originally small, but now there is only a slit left, the underside of the eye sockets is black and blue, and there is a red and swollen pimple on the tip of the nose, with an over-indulgent appearance.

Appearance is not the whole reason, the main reason is the obscene aura exuded by Wu Yong, which really makes people unable to feel good.

"Is it true that we recruit whoever is beautiful?" Wu Yong grabbed Ran Xu's hand.

"Sir?!" Ran Xu didn't care about being surprised, and quickly withdrew his hand, "Sir, do you need anything? If not, I'll..."

"I have." Wu Yong was not annoyed, he sat back in his seat, reached out and ordered the wine glass on the table, "Fill up the wine."

Feng Shenghao, who had brought Ran Xu over, didn't speak at this moment. He glanced at Ran Xu with a half-smile, got up and said he was going to relieve himself, and just left Ran Xu and a few drinking girls by Wu Yong's side.

The dance floor was still playing high-decibel music. There were many people tonight, and the waiters were busy with their own work. No one looked here. Ran Xu had nothing to do, so he could only take a deep breath and tell himself to bear with it for a while.

He picked up the wine vessel, and filled the glasses on the table one by one according to Wu Yong's instructions.

But how could Wu Yong let him go so smoothly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he "accidentally" knocked off a glass on the table, and the fragments splashed instantly, and the water stains and residue just fell at Wu Yong's feet.

"Oh, I drank a little too much." Wu Yong rubbed his temples pretendingly, "Brother, I have to trouble you to clean up this place."

No matter how dull Ran Xu was, he could read malicious intentions from his eyes, he didn't intend to be obedient and squat at Wu Yong's feet to pack his things for him.

He bowed and said, "Sir, wait a moment for me to find the cleaner."

"What kind of cleaning are you looking for?" Wu Yong raised the volume, "It's broken here, what if someone gets stuck? Is your service here reliable?!"

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll be soon... ah!"

Ran Xu was pulled by Wu Yong's wrist again, this time Wu Yong used a lot of force.

The incident happened suddenly, and before Ran Xu could react, he had already fallen on the deck in a very uncomfortable position: "Sir! What are you doing?!"

Ran Xu panicked.

He had heard that there were often dirty things about rich people in entertainment venues, but these things had never happened to him, maybe it was a survivor's bias, and the colleagues around him had always been working well.

Occasionally there are people who get drunk and make trouble, but that is also a minority.

The girls around who were drinking with each other pursed their lips and laughed, and the one closest to Wu Yong leaned on his shoulder with a smile: "Angkor, you see, his little brother is as pure as a rabbit, so don't hustle!" Ladies and gentlemen, we girls are waiting for you."

Ran Xu took the opportunity to break free from Wu Yong's grasp, but he pulled him even tighter.

Wu Yong's expression was undisguised, and he directly reached out to touch Ran Xu's face: "Pure, pure is good, old women like you, who knows how many beds you have slept in, can you compare with others? "

Ran Xu tilted his head: "What are you doing! Let go, I'm not here to sell, I'm just a waiter!"

"Waiter, hehe, serve on the bed." Wu Yong leaned over like this.

Ran Xu didn't even think about it, subconsciously reached out to cover his face, but it was like slapping Wu Yong's face.

"Crack", a crisp sound.

Almost instantly, Ran Xu realized something was wrong, he shouted for help, but his voice was blocked by Wu Yong's palm.

"Damn it, what bitch dares to beat me?! Even if my mother raped you here today, believe it or not, no one will stand up for you?!"

Ran Xu couldn't quite hear what Wu Yong was saying at this time. He only knew that he had to find a way to escape. While struggling, he tried to get his mouth and nose out from under Wu Yong's palm——Wu Yong covered him so tightly that he Almost out of breath.

The fat man leaned forward, with a strange body odor, and the boy in the booth almost shed physical tears.

Wu Yong's brain was on his head, and he kept pawing at the collar of his uniform. Taking this opportunity, Ran Xu suddenly bent his knees against the man's lower abdomen. With Wu Yong yelling, Ran Xu was able to breathe, and he rolled and crawled down the booth , ignoring the fact that his palm was directly propped on the broken glass that was all over the floor just now.

For a moment, the smell of blood filled the nostrils.

I have to write a thesis tomorrow, please take a day off, and update the day after tomorrow!Please feed more starfish~