On a Saturday in August, the auspicious day of the zodiac, everything is appropriate.

Before ten o'clock in the evening, in the bustling city of the imperial capital, some people go to work, some people climb the Great Wall, some people eat dinner, and some people are ready to deal with strange men to the end.

I was already in the backstage cloakroom in Casablanca, sitting in front of a bronze mirror.

Tempted by the client's request for uniforms, I chose myself a "bunny girl" look:

Dressed in rouge and smoky makeup, flaming red lips, wearing a sexy backless low-necked outfit, with an exaggerated white bunny headdress, a pink round rabbit tail on the hips, a striped plaid miniskirt, black fishnet stockings, and ten-centimeter-high pointed-toe stiletto boots that just wrap around the curves and slender thighs.

She also carries a small basket in her hand, and in the small basket there is candy, and she dresses herself up as a bunny girl who is both innocent and wild, and the more charming she becomes.

I don't know why the owner here would choose such a non-business environment to negotiate, originally I was not needed for these occasions, as long as the company's public relations department has some first-class and outstanding beauties.

I can't guess.

If the guests in the box tonight were all skilled guests, they should know how to lead the newcomers, and there is always some way, cruelty, or tenderness.

I'm only going to come out, not overnight.

So it's not up to me to think about it.

Since Sister Zhu entrusted me to help the business process, the role is to play a good cameo as much as possible, and it is to be conscientious.

Who said money is the king's egg? I need this king's egg right now to support my family.

OK, I looked at myself in the mirror, and I focused on outlining my own eyes, cat-like eyes, brown, transparent, and gradually covered with lust.

The effect seems to be good, and if I had a black leather whip in my hand, I guess it would have been more perfect, then I would undoubtedly have set myself on fire.

Sister Zhu walked over gracefully, she lit a slender cigarette, went behind me, held my shoulder, and looked at me with appreciation through the mirror, "God, your face is born to eat this bowl of rice, especially your misty cat's eyes make people ...... Breathtaking. ”

I smiled faintly: "Sister Zhu, let's say okay, I'll try to leave at 12:00." ”

She spat out a long string of smoke and swore an oath, "You don't have to worry about the rest, the owner should be called Mr. Murong when you see it later." ”

"Okay, got it, Sister Zhu. ”

……

Then, I carried a small basket and walked gracefully to the VIP top private room.

Taking a breath and holding the handle door in my hand, I gently opened the door, and turned my head towards it at the same time, and a person smiled and said in a light voice: "Hello, Mr. Murong, Good."

ight, don't hurt me, I'm just poor cook, Nice to meet you. ”

Mr. Murong, who was handsome thirty miles away, looked at me straightly, his scrutinizing and critical eyes took me from head to toe, and finally fixed on my slender, but exquisitely soft reverie waist, inch by inch upward, without any taboo looking at my half-exposed towering deep V neckline, the outline of the vermilion rose, looming.

It seems that today's first step of dressing up seems to have passed, and a few more words of European and American English were added at the right time, and I dressed myself up as a wild and literary woman.

I knew that I had already touched Mr. Murong's heart in just one face.

He didn't hesitate to shake my hand: "Hi, baby cook, it's beautiful tonight." ”

Holding my hand and turning his head like his guest, I looked at it and just wanted to open my mouth to say hello, and I was stunned.

It's Miyatoshikawa.

I realized that he was sitting in an expensive six-seater green leather sofa at this time, the gray light almost obscured his presence, he was already drunk, his eyes were confused, and his face was bloodless in the dim light.

His blazer was draped aside, and his tie was torn apart.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, the man seemed to be the sexiest in this state forever, he half-tilted his eyes as lazy as his posture, curled the corners of his mouth, and did not leave after meeting me: "This sister, where do I seem to have seen you ----?"

He was looking at my face, and I wasn't afraid, my mouth was like this, and I forgot about my other world.

I smiled charmingly: "In a dream? Brother Bao." ”

He stretched out his hand to invite, and I sat down beside him, and he didn't push Tang, and of course he didn't act abruptly to disrespect me, as if my appearance was expected by him.

This is also a game that has been arranged before. To be a monk for a day, you have to hit the clock for a day, not to mention, this is a money owner who cannot be offended, and I have to rely on him to earn a drink fee tonight.

The door rang again, and the four young ladies who were as beautiful as flowers and full of smiles came in with high heels: "Mr. Murong, I am Qianqian, this is Jiaojiao, Meimei and Lili." ”

For a while, there were coquettish voices in the room, warblers and swallows.

Tianya Simei quickly walked over to Mr. Murong and Gong Shichuan and sat down, like four snakes clinging softly to them, rubbing their shoulders intentionally or unintentionally.

Mr. Murong hugged Qianqian and Jiaojiao one by one, and his palms lingered on their waists.

Meimei and Lili sat on the left side of Miyatoki River, because the right side happened to be occupied by me.

Gong Shichuan obviously didn't recognize me, and it was natural that he didn't recognize me, how could a top star remember ordinary people.

I don't think I could have thought he would come here, and the paparazzi were able to capture the scene so far, enough for you to collapse the healthy persona he had worked so hard to maintain.

I sighed, he really doesn't care about his wings at all, doesn't it matter? In today's entertainment industry, there are many newcomers, can you cherish your wings?

Gong Shichuan lowered his head and asked me, "What kind of wine do you want to drink?"

I lowered my eyes to hide the thought just now, he asked me to order wine, how can I not obey the food king's Lu? I ordered a bottle of red wine that I used to love to drink, otherwise I have no chance now, tens of thousands per bottle, I also have some strange thoughts in my heart, if Gong Shichuan wants to have a treat, let him break the bank.

I smiled, "Expensive." ”

Gong Shichuan snapped his fingers, and the bartender in a professional suit wore white gloves, brought a bottle of wine, and carefully gave it to Gong Shichuan, which was a respect.

Gong Shichuan curled the corners of his lips, his cold eyes lit up, and he smiled lazily: "Open." ”

Afterwards, the bartender bartender decanted us.

Meimei first picked up the wine bottle on the table and couldn't help exclaiming: "Wow, you ordered a red wine from Strixborg in Belgium for eight or nine years?! This is a treasure of our bar!"

I took the opportunity to say, "Then you don't want to respect the two big bosses?"

Meimei was coquettish, and her voice was angry: "It's better to be respectful than to feed well, Lili, don't you say?"

Lili's beautiful eyes were like silk, and she couldn't wait to stick the whole person on Mr. Murong: "Since Meimei is well fed, then why don't we give Mr. Murong a try?"