Did you please the patron today?

In order to prevent the old man from holding him back, Lin Heng didn't go upstairs again, but only sent a message, telling Father Lin that he had left beforehand, and came back to see him when he was done with work.

Then he got on his small bicycle and went to the hotel where Duan Zhihan was staying, accompanied by the cold wind.

He actually really wanted to know why Duan Zhihan didn't go home to live, but stayed in a hotel, but then he thought about it, these days, which rich man would take a lover home with him?

What's more, he is not like this for a long time.

Because he was not fired from his job, Lin Heng happily hummed as he got on the elevator.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, he came face to face with the beer bottle by the wall.

Lin Heng only felt terrified.

He patted his chest and thought, Duan Zhihan doesn't have any mental illnesses, has he heard of it?

Muttering in his mouth, "I scared the young master to death."

Before he finished mumbling, when he looked up, he saw Duan Zhihan holding the doorknob and looking at him, his impatience that you didn't come in was written all over his face.

Lin Heng: "..."

I die, okay?

He stepped into the door as naturally as possible, with a flattering expression on his face.

After all, it is the donor, so it has to be offered.

Then the normal development of the plot should be that Duan Zhihan took him back to the bedroom, but Duan Zhihan still stood there without speaking.

Lin Heng didn't turn his head around all of a sudden, and a devil spoke directly out of him.

"President Duan, don't you want me to stand up?"

Lin Heng was used to speaking yellow accents in the dormitory, and he didn't know where he had the courage to speak yellow accents in front of the benefactor. What he said was like splashed water. Lin Heng himself just wanted to die.

Duan Zhihan didn't understand what Lin Heng meant at first, so when he turned around, his face darkened eight degrees.

Lin Heng really wanted to do something to remedy it, but he didn't dare to move now, he only dared to laugh there.He was very afraid that Duan Zhihan would hit him on the head with a beer bottle.

Then the two of them fell into a death stare.

Duan Zhihan watched him keep silent, Lin Heng stood there and kept laughing.

Fortunately, this death stare time did not exist for too long.

Duan Zhihan's complexion finally got better, he lifted his chin slightly, pointed to the beer bottle by the wall, and said simply, "Clean it up."

Only then did Lin Heng realize that the patron did not ask him to have fun, but to clean up.

Monk Erzhang couldn't figure it out, "Ah, isn't there a cleaning lady?"

After he finished speaking, he realized how stupid he was asking. Duan Zhihan probably wanted to protect his image and prevent others from knowing that he had a mental illness.

In the end, Duan Zhihan answered him.

"Because of you, I can't squat now, so you are the culprit, pick it up."

Lin Heng was delighted to hear that.

Fortunately, I thought I was not good this morning, but you see, I am also very capable.

He directly wanted to squat down and pick up the dregs.

Duan Zhihan grabbed the collar again.

Lin Heng: "What's wrong?"

"Are you stupid? Get started directly."

Lin Heng retracted his hand when he heard the words, and muttered softly, "I was also a young master before, okay, who has seen a wine bottle."

When you have money, you have servants, but when you don't have money, you can't afford it.

Duan Zhihan stood tall, didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously, "Young master?"

Lin Heng prevaricated in a few words, and recalled how the cleaning aunt in his house used to clean, and it took a long time to clean it up.

Duan Zhihan was satisfied anyway and let him go.

When Lin Heng left the house, he thought with disgust that he should buy a few copies of "The Art of Language" and "How to Please the Donor" to practice his speech.

As the day passed, Duan Zhihan only felt that he was very tired and didn't want to do anything.

He is not the only son of the Duan family, and he has an older brother on his head, so he is happy to do whatever he does, and the Duan family has no demands on him, otherwise he would not be deceived by that dog Chu Yang, let alone know Cheng Xi. Hupenggouyou in the mouth.

Thinking of Cheng Xi, he suddenly wanted to get to know his little lover with Cheng Xi.

But before he could make a call, another call from Cheng Xi came.

Microphone Li Chengxi's voice is as low as it is.

"President Duan, are you satisfied with the service?"

Duan Zhihan frowned, "Didn't you just ask me this morning?"

Cheng Xi: "Aren't we tracking customer experience?"

Duan Zhihan mocked, "Then your service is quite considerate."

"Yes, it is."

Duan Zhihan: "..."

It's impossible to talk with such a thick skin.

"Send me a copy of his survey."

Before Duan Zhihan knew that Cheng Xi was looking for someone for him, he used his own network to investigate that person's network.

Cheng Xi was stunned for a moment, "Who?"

"Lin Heng"

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just that the family went bankrupt because of something. I had an ex-boyfriend. Before the bankruptcy, my private life was not so clean, and I was quite clean."

"Unclean?" Duan Zhihan's face was serious.

"Do you often come and go to my gay room?"

"..."

Duan Zhihan thought of himself who often went to Cheng Xi's shop.

Talking gave him a headache,

We can't talk anymore.

He supported his head and said, "You sent me his information and hung up."

Cheng Xi on the receiver said quickly, "Hey, don't hang up in a hurry."

"I still have an interview here."

"?"

"what."

Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhihan heard Cheng Xi cough a few times, and asked solemnly, "How many stars would you like to give Lin Heng?"

When Duan Zhihan heard him ask this question, he really thought about it seriously.

Apart from Lin Heng's a little awkward appearance, he is rather stupid. It seems that other places are fine. After coming here, he feels much happier.

Then, Lin Heng gave an evaluation,

"Out of five stars, give it four."