After a few days, Tang Suhe didn't come across any messy things. Every day, as long as he lowered his head and took a gentle attitude to serve those people, ordinary people would not be too difficult.

"You're pretty good at pretending!" in the staff bathroom, Xiaoting is leaning against the wall, her eyes slanting past Tang Suhe.

She was very beautiful, even when she saw Tang Suhe's appearance for the first time. It's different from the beauty made up in general. It's full of tacky powder. It's also different from the beauty made up in plastic surgery, which is full of silica gel. Instead, it's like a piece of natural jade, which exudes a natural and pure flavor.

Which woman here doesn't try her best to dress herself up. She hates the one who has to wear clothes to seduce a man. She is good. As soon as she goes out, she puts down her bangs and hides her beauty for fear of being seen.

If she dared to raise her head and show her face, she would follow a pack of wolves.

Tang Suhe did not seem to hear the general, wash hands, light said: "let's go."

Xiaoting put out the cigarette end, twisted her slender waist and went out.

One of the biggest advantages here is that it's easy to open money and the wages are paid daily. As long as you don't cause trouble and make mistakes, you won't be in arrears here.

"Tang Suhe, table 14, a bottle of red wine, aged for 30 years."

"OK, I see."

Tang Suhe just took the red wine from the counter, quickly scanned and positioned table 14. When he saw the guests, he hesitated a little.

Although many girls working here have been infected by the extravagant atmosphere of the bar, they don't care about it. If they have tips, why not.

For Tang Suhe, she could not avoid those people, so she could only avoid them as much as possible.

"The guests are in a hurry! Why are you so dumb? " Xiaoting leans on the counter to coax other men to drink. Seeing Tang Suhe's hesitating and uneasy, she comes over, takes the wine in her hand, and gently throws out a sentence, "which table?"

“14……”

Xiaoting takes the wine and opens the bottle with a smile. She pours the wine for the men. One of the men grabs her and pinches her ass. Xiaoting obediently accompanies them to drink a glass of wine. The other man opens her chest and puts some money in it.

As soon as Xiaoting turned around and came back, she took back the smile on her face and complained with disgust: "Damn it! That son of a bitch is so cruel. He pinches my ass up! "

"Xiaoting, thank you." Tang Suhe said very seriously that every time he met a difficult guest, it was Xiaoting who helped her deal with it.

"I'm not helping you." Xiaoting disdained from the chest out of the notes, raised his hand and said, "I just for this."

Well, Tang Suhe doesn't retort either. As long as she knows, Xiaoting takes care of her, but she just refuses to admit it.

In the luxury private suite on the top floor of the bar, huazexi is sitting on the sofa, holding a pink crystal pendant in his hand. The workmanship is exquisite and familiar.

This kind of ornament can be seen everywhere on the street, which is not a precious thing, but it remains in the memory of Huaze river.

Twelve years ago, he was a thirteen year old boy.

At that time, he liked freedom and music. He was in the rebellious period of his youth and formed a band with several friends from the same school.