"......Good man?"

Josie froze, her body trembling slightly and sneering.

"Yes, good man. Mengmeng looked at her puzzled, "What's the matter, Qiaoqiao?

"Yes, he is a good man. Josie nodded hoarsely. His goodness is not for her, and every time she mentions it now, she feels heartache, "I just didn't expect him to be such a person." ”

"Actually, I didn't expect it. Mengmeng agreed, "I heard that he dotes on Miss An so much that he wants the stars not to give the moon." It's a pity, why haven't I ever met a man like this?"

As she spoke, Mengmeng was a little emotional.

Josie curled her lips sarcastically: "Don't think about it, you can't be someone like Quiet Rou." "With just a thick skin and a black heart, Mengmeng can't compare to quiet and soft.

"Yes. Mengmeng misunderstood what Josie meant, and nodded regretfully, "Miss An is a big girl, how can I compare to others." ”

"......," Josie didn't want to talk about it anymore, "Alright, let's go to the foreman." ”

"Good. ”

Mengmeng nodded, wiping off the makeup on her face. After touching up her makeup casually, she walked with Josie to the princess's private box.

There are dozens of princesses sitting around the front desk, some talking and laughing, some playing cards.

As soon as the foreman saw Mengmeng, he came over and poked her forehead hard, his face was ugly, and his facial features were distorted and he roared: "Look at you, what have you done? Do you know that you almost offended Li Gongzi and them just now!"

The foreman is actually not very old, only twenty-four or five years old. Mengmeng asked a little girl who was several years younger than herself to poke her forehead, but she didn't dare to hide, so she could only accompany her smiling face: "Foreman, I'm sorry, I didn't adjust my emotions for a while......"

"You didn't regulate your emotions? Who do you think you are? The foreman sneered and said word by word, "You are eating this bowl of rice, you should adjust your emotions in advance." I don't think you're meant to be in this industry at all!"

"I ......"

Dream talk.

The joking princesses who were playing cards also stopped their movements and looked at Mengmeng gloatingly.

The foreman looked at Mengmeng coldly, painted a perfect lip flap one by one, and spit out mean words: "You can't even do the job of selling jokes, I look at you." ”

Mengmeng couldn't speak, so she could only cry aggrievedly.

Josie frowned.

She couldn't get used to the way Mengmeng looked. But since Mengmeng is the only one who knows the inside story of Quiet Rou......

"Foreman, don't talk about it. Josie walked between Mengmeng and the maître d'Être d'Être Rum, "If she cries, it will affect the emotions of others." ”

The foreman frowned and looked at Josie angrily: "Who do you think you are?" She deserves to cry......" She was stunned when she saw Josie's appearance. For the sake of Josie helping Mengmeng save the scene before, she didn't entangle with Mengmeng anymore, but snorted coldly, "Okay." For Qiaoqiao's sake, I won't entangle with you for now. If something like this happens again, you'll pack me up tomorrow and leave!"

Mengmeng cried and bowed her head: "I—I know." ”

"If you don't have a clear mind after three years, you're a stupid pig. The foreman became more and more disgusted with Mengmeng, and scolded, "Get away!"

Mengmeng retreated aggrievedly.

Josie glanced at Mengmeng and wanted to walk over to comfort her.

At this time, someone came over at the front desk and shouted to the foreman: "Sister Chen, Feng Sanye's box wants wine, let you find someone to send it over." ”

"Hey, I got it!"

As soon as she heard Feng Tingchuan's name, Sister Chen's face immediately changed, and she was full of enthusiasm. Her eyes turned around, and as soon as she saw Josie, Sister Chen's face immediately lit up, and she beckoned to Josie: "Hey Jojo, come here." ”

Josie had a bad premonition: "Sister Chen?"

"You heard what you said at the front desk just now. Sister Chen smiled like a flower, "Go to the front desk and get some wine and send it to Feng Sanye." ”

“......”

Josie's back instantly stiffened.

Feng Tingchuan has been with her for so many years and is most familiar with her identity.

If Feng Tingchuan knew, she would have gotten into this nightclub again, and even found a way to work here......

Josie shook her head, wanting to refuse: "Sister Chen, I'm afraid I'll bump into Feng Ting...... No, Feng Sanye. ”

"No, it won't. Sister Chen was extremely resolute, "You are so smart and articulate." If you can collide with Feng Sanye, then there is no one in this world who will not let Feng Sanye hate it. You go and send it. ”

With that, without waiting for Josie to excuse himself, he pushed her out.

Josie had no choice but to go to the front desk to get a drink.

Mengmeng looked at Josie's back, and a look of envy and jealousy slipped through her eyes.

Josie came to the front desk with mixed feelings.

After explaining the intention, the person at the front desk sighed and took a bottle of wine to her: "Hennessy with a special vintage." ”

"This is?" Josie was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief, "What does the third master Feng want?"

The waiter at the front desk nodded: "Yes, that's what Feng Sanye wants." In the past few years, Feng Sanye has come to Yanshan Pavilion, and what he wants has always been this kind of wine. ”

Josie bit her lip hard, with mixed emotions.

Feng Tingchuan originally didn't like to drink this kind of wine, thinking that it was too low-style. It was she who had been praising the wine in front of him so persistently that he tried it. After that, his attitude towards the wine was nothing more than indispensable.

originally thought that after she left, Feng Tingchuan would not touch such wine again. But she didn't expect that the current Feng Tingchuan would actually have a soft spot for this kind of wine.

Feng Tingchuan......

Is there really only hatred for her?

Josie lowered her head and swallowed her mouth full of bitterness: "I know, I'm going to send wine to Third Master Feng." ”

The waiter at the front desk waved: "Go quickly." ”

"Good. ”

Josie agreed, and walked into Feng Tingchuan's box with her head down.

Along the way, her head kept kept very low, for fear of being recognized.

When she came to the door, Josie pinched her voice and said, "I'm here to deliver wine to Feng Sanye." ”

At the door stood Tang Zeyu. He glanced down at the bottle of wine, and after confirming the vintage, he nodded at Josie, "Send it in." ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

Josie stiffly agreed, bowing her head and opening the door.

Her hands trembled slightly, and she handed the tray to Feng Tingchuan's side, bowing her head and retreating.

Feng Tingchuan is talking to people about business. Seeing Josie's figure, he instantly frowned, and subconsciously shouted, "Wait!"

Josie froze instantly.

Feng Tingchuan squinted at Josie for a moment, felt that she looked very much like Josie, and said in a deep voice: "You, come here." ”

“......”

Josie didn't speak, standing still and reluctant to pass, a cold sweat broke out on her back.

Tang Zeyu saw that Josie didn't move, and was a little impatient. He was just about to kick this unfamiliar princess in the private room from behind, telling her to hurry up and get to Feng Tingchuan's side.