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Xiao Ming, who was opening the gift box, was stunned, and then said with a smile: "It depends on what you mean by Sister Zi."

"Don't drink it. This is a good wine I brought. If you drink it, it will be wasted."

After Yue Zitong finished speaking lightly, he took out his mobile phone and turned it over.

What, if I drink it is a waste?

Drinking with guests is one of the most basic tasks of our male public relations. Okay, what is a waste of drinking, just because this is the good wine you brought?

Oh, I see, she said that because she looked down on us as a male publicist!

How can you watch our male PR with colored glasses?

There is no distinction between high and low work. Why do you look down on us? Why do we also rely on labor to create wealth?

Xiao Ming thought this angrily in his heart, but did not dare to say it.

He guessed right, Yue Zitong really looks down on men who do male public relations.

If a woman comes to be a princess in a club, she must be sympathized. If it is not forced to be helpless, who is the good boy willing to come to this place and do this kind of work that humiliates the ancestor?

But men can’t say that when they come to do public relations. Take Xiao Ming as an example. There is no lack of arms and legs. The young man is 1.8 meters tall and can’t find a job. He can go to the dock to carry packages and work as a small worker on the construction site. Although the money is a little bit less, it can still support the family.

Why do you come to the club and do ducks regardless of shame?

No one will force you, like a woman who makes a slip.

Since you don't have the shame to voluntarily become a duck, why should my auntie look up to you?

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Xiao Ming who was on the spot, and Mr. Yue, who lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, frowned slightly: "Why don't you have a drink? Do not do the most basic tasks when serving guests, newcomers?"

"Me, Sister Zi, wait a moment."

Don't even look at the handsome young man Xiaoming, he is more handsome than Li Nanfang-but he will never offend the VIPs in the Supreme Box. No matter what the guests' attitudes, all he can do is to obey.

In fact, if he could, like Li Nanfang, shake his face and say that I will not serve you anymore, Yue Zitong might take a high look at him and think that he is still a kind man, only because of some irresistible factors, he will be left alone. .

Xiao Ming is not Li Nanfang, so he has to open the gift box obediently, take out a bottle of wine, open it with a corkscrew, pour a half glass for President Yue, put it in front of her, and said pleasingly, "Sister Zi, please ."

"Do you have gloves?"

Yue Zitong picked up the wine glass and asked, shaking slightly in his hand.

The male publicist wants to give a massage to the client, and some clients are obsessed with cleanliness and require him to wear rubber gloves.

Xiao Ming also has one. He quickly took out a pair from his pocket, opened the package and put it on his hand: "Sister Zi, I'll beat your leg?"

"Well, thump it."

Yue Zitong climbed from the first floor to the top floor, and his legs were indeed a little sore. Someone would beat him up. “Remember, you can only beat, don’t massage.”

Worrying that Xiao Ming would take advantage of him, Yue Zitong gave a special order, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

The taste is good, it is the wine brought by Helan Xiaoxin himself.

Hey, why did this man kneel down?

Mr. Yue was carefully tasting the mellow aroma of the wine, and he saw Xiao Ming kneeling on the ground, folded his fists, and gently beat her left leg.

After discovering that Yue Zitong had a certain prejudice against him, Xiao Ming vowed to use the most intimate service to impress this beauty in sunglasses, so that she would feel life boring without him.

Since he is willing to commit a crime, then commit it.

Humph, men always like to be cheap.

With a cold snort in his heart, Yue Zitong ignored Xiaoming again, took a sip of wine, slipped his white fingers on the phone screen, and accidentally clicked on WeChat.

WeChat is the eternal pain of Yue Zitong.

If it weren’t for her loneliness after Li Nanfang left without saying goodbye, and she learned to play WeChat, then she is still a pure white rose, and she can stand tall in front of Li Nanfang at any time. Head, make contempt.

But it doesn't work anymore, a misstep will become an eternal hate!

The bitter Yue Zitong, no longer thinking about tasting wine, raised his head and ate it, and stretched out his hand and said, "Full of wine."

Xiao Ming was obediently full of wine.

"Full."

After Xiaoming obediently filled it up, he knelt on the ground again and continued to beat his legs.

Alas, WeChat, WeChat, who invented WeChat?

Don't let me meet him, or I will destroy him.

Mr. Yue, who was sad in his heart, felt sad for no reason, and he was bored again: "Pour wine."

"Pour wine!"

After the third mouthful, Yue Zitong's nose was sore, she wanted to cry, wanted to find Li Nanfang, and told him earnestly that she was not a bad woman, or she was confused for a while.

"Pour wine."

After another mouthful of boredom, Mr. Yue's eye circles were already red. She wanted to tell the scumbag Li that she would not hesitate to give 90% of Kaihuang Group's shares to the Yue family for him.

"Pour wine!"

It's again----After a cup of boredom, tears have slipped from the white jade-like cheeks of President Yue. I just want to hug Li Nanfang and sing a song that the moon represents my heart.

"Pour the wine-no more?"

When Xiaoming told Sister Zi in a soft voice that you had already drunk a bottle of red wine, for your health, it is best not to drink it again, only after Yue Zitong discovered that she was unknowingly wet with tears on her chest. Drank a bottle of red wine.

This little wine is nothing to the masses of Mr. Yue, but for the sake of Xiaoming’s good for himself, Yue Zitong followed his kind advice and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes: "Hey, you are sitting Just beat it on the sofa."

After hearing a good change in the tone of Mr. Yue's speech, Xiao Ming was overjoyed, and finally touched the beauty of the beauty, and quickly said that he did not need to use it. He likes to provide kneeling services for Sister Zi.

Kneel then, **** with a bone!

Yue Zitong's little affection for him just arose immediately disappeared, and he was about to call Helan Xiaoxin to ask her if she had settled the matter, and the door opened.

Helan Xiaoxin, who seemed to have nothing happened, walked in from outside.

Seeing Mr. Yue Zitong lying on the sofa like a master, Xiao Ming knelt there and thumped her legs, the new sister smiled: "Azi, that's right. People are so tired, so we must know how to have fun in time, why bother Stick to those worldly biases?"

The red wine tasted smoothly at the time, but with great stamina. At this moment, Yue Zitong's small face was already red and red, and he was yawning and crying.

Getting sleepy after drinking too much is a normal behavior after drinking.

Raising his hand to cover his mouth and yawning again, Yue Zitong asked, "Is things settled?"

"Cut, is this still a problem?"

Helan Xiaoxin took off his coat, threw it on the hanger behind the door, kicked it twice, threw off his high heels and walked over, sat on the sofa opposite Yue Zitong, picked up the unopened bottle of red wine and opened it. I poured myself a full glass, looking up and sulking.

There are a lot of calls, and the new sister is very thirsty.

After a glass of wine, I feel a lot more comfortable and I must have another glass.

Seeing her action of drinking three cups one after another, Yue Zitong knew that she was calm, but on the surface, she was not at all calm in her heart. It was definitely not because she stomped the youngest person into an eunuch.

Even if she smashed the youngest person's head on the spot, she wouldn't take it seriously.

The new sister's irritability is because of her ex-husband Meng Dongguo.

That person ruined her life, but for some reason, she could not handle him, so she tried not to think about him as much as possible, but she didn't expect to meet him here tonight, when the third and other people tried to bully her, There was hope in his eyes.

Yes, Meng Dongguo hoped in his heart that Helan Xiaoxin could be ruined by the third child.

Helan Xiaoxin saw clearly—the despicable and unfeeling ex-husband made her go crazy.

But guarding Yue Zitong, she must keep her calm, calm, elegant, and dismissive!

Helan Xiaoxin's alcohol volume is larger than Yue Zitong's. Within a few minutes, he drank half a bottle of red wine. When he first came in, his slightly pale cheeks also showed a charming blush. Happy Xiaoming trembled and felt that he was really gone today. Lucky shit, I ran into two top beauties!

But Helan Xiaoxin's next sentence shattered Xiaoming's hope: "Where is Ye Chen?"

"Ye Chen? I don't know."

"Fuck off! Go and call Ye Chen over."

Helan Xiaoxin didn't bother to say anything to Xiaoming, waved his hand and blasted people out.

Xiao Ming's only remaining man's dignity was finally inspired by Helan Xiaoxin's bad attitude. Jun's face was flushed, and he was about to stand up and yelled----I'm going to find Manager Ma and ask Ye Chen Whenever he came, Yue Zitong said: "Let him stay, it is not easy. Besides, we are two people. I don't have the habit of being served by a man with you."

"Yeah, when you were in the corridor, you said that our sisters have a good face and can serve a husband together. This is a change? Oh, it's really unacceptable. Okay, well, just depend on you---- It’s so hot."

Helan Xiaoxin closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, put down the wine glass and took off the black round neck shirt.

Xiao Ming's eyes immediately stood upright.

He has been in the club for so many years-this sentence seems to have been said just now, but now he must say it again. He has served countless rich women, but no one has ever possessed the proud and charming figure of a new sister.

Tsk tut, look at the delicate collarbone, the fat-like skin, and the small waist that can be gripped.

Especially that ---- just one glance, blinded Xiao Ming's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, his breathing suddenly thickened, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Yue Zitong, who closed his eyes slightly to sober up, found that something was wrong, frowned just about to say something, but closed his mouth again.

Helan Xiaoxin, who often comes to relax in such places, is as conservative as her, afraid to take off her clothes in front of the male publicist, and even forbid others to massage her?

A look at Xin Jie's chic gestures of throwing away her little shirt can tell that she enjoys this feeling very much.

"What do you look at? Do your job."

Helan Xiaoxin glared at Xiao Ming, who was drooling, scared the latter to lower his head and continue to beat President Yue.

"Why is it so hot?"

Helan Xiaoxin drank another glass of wine, and wanted to use cold wine to extinguish the fire of purging that suddenly rose in his heart, but in fact it was like pouring down a pot of gasoline. With a sudden sound, the purging of fire became more vigorous.

How is this going?

Helan Xiaoxin swallowed hard, and slowly raised his head to look at Xiao Ming.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Xiao Ming was the prince charming of her teenage years, smiled gracefully at her, and walked from the courtyard, she just wanted to pounce on him and dedicate herself to him.

"You, you passed----"

Helan Xiaoxin's voice suddenly became hoarse. He raised his hand to Xiao Ming just about to let him come. Someone knocked on the door of the room, and a man's voice came: "I am Ye Chen, can I go in?"

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