"Acquaintance!"

"Just met!" Jing Mengyang said with a smile.

The store manager laughed dryly twice and said, "Go to work!"

Jing Mengyang turned around and walked towards the area that the store manager had just assigned him.

There was no one in the morning, after eating at noon, the store manager gave Jing Mengyang a small test, the price of all clothes Jing Mengyang answered like fluent, Mengjie looked at Jing Mengyang with a and said, "The legendary Xueba is talking about you! So many styles, you remember it in one morning, how did you do it?"

"What's so difficult about this, as long as you put your mind to it, anyone can do it!" Jing Mengyang said modestly.

"Come on! I memorized it for several days when I first came, so don't be modest!" Mengjie smiled bewitchingly.

"What about her?" Jing Mengyang pointed to Qiaoshu.

Meng Jie snorted coldly, "She, it's not as good as me, stupid, not clever at all, I really don't know why the boss hired her, I was so nervous when I saw the guests that I couldn't even speak!" Meng Jie's face was disdainful.

Jing Mengyang walked up to Qiaoshu and whispered to her, "Are you really as bad as she said?"

"What do you think?" Qiao Shu looked at Jing Mengyang expressionlessly.

"I think it should be!" Jing Mengyang finished speaking, and whistled loudly.

Qiao Shu gave him a blank look, "Neurotic!"

"How much does this dress cost?" asked a woman dressed like a noblewoman, pointing to a handmade suit with gold thread on a hanger.

"7999!" replied the store manager.

"Can you take it down and show me?" the woman looked at the clothes on the hanger, her eyes shining with longing.

"Of course, how big do you want!" Meng Jie asked.

"Uh...... I really don't know, I bought it for my son-in-law, he is about the same size as your clerk!" The woman pointed to Jing Mengyang and said.

Jing Mengyang walked up to the woman and said to her, "Since I am about the same size as your son-in-law, then I will put it on for your son-in-law and try it on!" After speaking, he glanced back at the store manager, and saw that the store manager nodded slightly at him, took the suit handed to him by Meng Jie, and put it on his body.

The woman's eyes immediately lit up, and her face was full of smiles, "Young man, you are so handsome in it, my son's complexion is not as white as yours, I don't know if it will look good in it!"

"If his complexion is not very white, I recommend you to buy a gray one, which is both stable and not rigid, what do you think?" Jing Mengyang said and took a gray suit and handed it to the woman.

"Well, it's pretty good, my son should look better in this, thank you, young man!" the woman thanked as she picked up her clothes and went to the counter to settle the score.

"You're welcome!" Jing Mengyang looked at her slightly.

The woman walked out of the store with a bag and humming a song, and the store manager smiled and patted Jing Mengyang's shoulder and said, "That's good!

"I will, thank you store manager!" Jing Mengyang turned around and went to sort out the goods after speaking.

"The young man is really good!" the store manager looked at Jing Mengyang's back and praised him sincerely.

Cher was drunk in an inconspicuous corner of the bar, and a group of young men and women around her were celebrating their birthdays, and from time to time burst into laughter, Cher raised her confused eyes to look at them, and then took a glass of vodka whiskey and drank it down.

"Loneliness is the carnival of one person, and carnival is the loneliness of a group of people!

"Brother, have another drink!" Cher slapped the money on the bar and said to the young man who was bartending.

The deafening music drowned out the laughter of the people around her, and Cher lay on the bar, looking at the red man and green woman on the dance floor, who indulged herself, "Ha! That black silk girl must not be wearing pants inside, and she dances so vigorously, I am not ashamed!"

A tall figure approached Xue'er step by step and sat down gently beside her.

Feeling a dark shadow over her head, Cher turned her head to look at the black shadow.

"Would you mind having a drink with me?" asked the visitor with a smile as he looked at the slightly drunk Cher.

Xue'er blinked her beautiful eyes, "If you pay for it, I'll drink it with you!"

The man snapped his fingers at the bartender boy, "Two glasses like this young lady!"

Cher leaned on the bar, revealing her snow-white shoulders due to her loose clothes, "Why did you invite me to drink? Don't tell me it's because you want to soak me!"

"What if I say yes?" said the man in an ambiguous tone.

Xue'er smiled lewdly, "Then what do you want to do?"

"What do you want me to use?" the man approached Cher, and the hot breath sprayed Cher's face.

Xue'er made a twisting motion, "As long as you have this, I'm yours!"

The corner of the man's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and he played with the wine in the cup without answering.

Xue'er's smile froze on her face: "What? I dare to come out to play without money! Go home and play, your mother! You treat me as an ignorant D woman in the WeChat circle! Three melons and two dates can deceive the window!"

The man sneered and took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it in front of Xue'er, "Is it enough?"

Xue'er nodded like pounded garlic, "Enough! I'm sure I'll be comfortable serving you tonight!"

Hearing this, the man sneered again, "Then can we go now?"

"Of course!" Cher quickly stuffed the money into her bag and walked out of the bar with the man's arm on her shoulder.

A Land Rover was parked outside the bar, and Cher couldn't contain her joy and jumped into the car.

The man drove the car into the alley behind the bar.

"You want to be in the car?" asked Cher, looking at the man.

"Can't you?" the man asked rhetorically.

"You're God, you have the final say!" Cher smiled awkwardly and began to undress.

"I'm God, so you think you're a chicken!" the man teased.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with chickens, don't steal, don't rob, don't cheat, rely on your own labor to make money, what's wrong!"

The man didn't speak, lit a cigarette, and looked ahead with a blank face.

"I think the profession of chickens is as sacred as that of a policeman!"

"Oh, then I'd like to hear what kind of divine law it is?" the man spat out a round smoke ring.

"If there is no such business, the world will not be in chaos! What should men do if they want to be happy and have nowhere to go? They must not attack innocent women!"

"That's right!" the man lowered his head and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

"I have a point, don't you think the ladies are sacred?"

"Huh!"

"What do you mean, agree or disagree?" Cher put her hands around the man's neck.

The man sank his face, pushed Xue'er away and said, "How about we make a deal?"

"Are you going to take care of me?" Cher lifted the hem of her skirt up. "As long as the money is in place, everything else is easy to say!"

"I think you misunderstood what I meant, I have no intention of going down with you, I just hope you can let Chu Yingtian come back to you!"

"I'm afraid I can't help with this!"

"Why? You don't want to help me, or don't you want to have anything to do with Chu Yingtian anymore?" the man asked with a frown.

"Chu Yingtian hates me to the bone now, otherwise he wouldn't have left me alone in the United States and returned to China alone, and wouldn't even give me a hundred yuan!" Xue'er clenched her hands into fists and gritted her teeth.

"As far as I know, Chu Yingtian is not a ruthless person, maybe he has some hardships, if you are willing to help me, I am willing to give you a sum of money, as long as the matter is done, you can live a life of fine clothes and food!"

"Really?" Cher didn't believe her ears.

"I never lie!"

"Okay, I promise to help you, what should I do next?" asked Cher with her hands outstretched.

"I will create a chance encounter for you, you have to find a way to make Chu Yingtian change his mind about you!" The man's eyes were as unfathomable as a black pool.

Oh yes, I don't know what your name is, how are we going to contact each other in the future?"

"This is my business card, I'll look for you again if I need to!" the man said as he opened the car door.

Cher shook the stack of money in her hand, "Thank you, goodbye!" Cher bent down and got out of the car.

The Land Rover roared away, quickly dissolving into the surrounding night.

"Cut~ It's pretty cool!" Xue'er pursed her lips, walked under the street lamp, took out her business card and looked at it carefully, "Wang Haoran?

Stretching, Cher made her way to the basement where she was renting.

After getting off work, Meng Jie pulled Jing Mengyang to visit his mansion and see the luxurious life of the rich.

"I think you should go home and change your clothes first, I'll feel weird if you're wearing work clothes!" Jing Mengyang suggested.

"I think so too, then I'll dress up and call you, and you will pick me up then!" Mengjie wrapped her hands around Jing Mengyang's neck.

"Of course!"

Qiaoshu didn't want to listen to the two flirtatious, so he left the mall as if he was running away.

Jing Mengyang looked at Qiaoshu's back and smiled evilly: "I don't believe you're not jealous!"

After dinner, Qiaoshu's heart was like a cat's claw, and he couldn't say how uncomfortable he was, and he ran out of the door without removing the table and the bowl without brushing.

"It's so dark, where are you going?" asked Wang Shufen uneasily.

She was answered by Peng's closing door.

When she got downstairs, Qiaoshu found that she had forgotten to change her shoes, and a pair of Meng Qiqi's large-headed cotton slippers were put on her feet, and she walked very awkwardly.

Stretching out his hand to stop a taxi, Qiaoshu said to the driver in the car, "Master go to Jingyuan!"

opened the car door and was about to get into the car, a pair of powerful arms tightly circled her from behind, and Jing Mengyang's magnetic voice came from behind, "Little Thorn, it's so late, where are you going?"

Qiaoshu looked back at Jing Mengyang with a smiling face in surprise and said, "Why are you here?"

"Guess why I'm here?" Jing Mengyang winked mischievously.

The driver in the car impatiently urged, "Are you still leaving?"

"Let's go, of course let's go!" Jing Mengyang stuffed Qiaoshu into the car, went around to the other side and got into the car, "Go to Jingjing Garden!"

"Jing Mengyang, didn't you promise Mengjie to take her to your house?" Qiaoshu asked sourly.

"You also believe this, if it weren't for the test of your sincerity towards me, I wouldn't have paid attention to that kind of goods!" Jing Mengyang hugged Qiaoshu into his arms.