Zhao Xin is the best bar in S City, Royal No. 1 as a waiter, although the signboard is very large, but the requirements for the basic position of waiter are not high, there are only three points: one is not more than 25 years old, the second is that the height must be between 158 ~ 168, and the third is the appearance between 60 ~ 70.

The bar is an adrenaline-pumping environment, and as a waiter, it's best to have a good look, so that it looks comfortable and doesn't cause impulses.

According to the appearance of the ink dye camouflage, it actually does not meet the standard of the top shift, but because Zhao Xin is mainly responsible for the cleaning of the VIP box, there is no direct sexual contact with the guests, so the person in charge here turns a blind eye and lets the ink dye work on the top shift.

Top shift, after the first time, there will naturally be a second time, a third time, and today this time is the Nth time. Except for the first two times when I was a little flustered, the ink dyeing in the back has been doing very well.

Mo Dye is 168cm tall, and Zhao Xin is only 160cm, wearing work clothes, the five-point short skirt was worn by her into a three-point short skirt, a pair of white and slender long legs are exposed, fortunately, the style of the top is conservative, and the appearance is low after camouflage, and the previous top shift has been safe and sound.

At eight o'clock in the evening, she wore her work clothes and came to the royal number one on time to report, and the person in charge of attendance was a man, about twenty-seven or eighteen, who usually wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked polite.

Seeing the ink dyeing, the person in charge, Deng Qiang, walked over and showed a rare smile: "What's the matter?"

"Yes, she sprained her left ankle this morning, I'll take it for her for the night," Mo Ran replied truthfully, and at the same time felt a little flattered, top shift, usually not uncommon, Deng Qiang basically doesn't ask, let alone with a smile.

Deng Qiang nodded, indicating that he knew, and motioned for her to hurry in, the fair-skinned and slender beautiful legs were a little confused under the light of the night scene, and forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, and after the ink dye left, he said to himself: "It's a pity that the appearance is really not up to standard, if you can pass, how to recruit tonight, you have to get her to bed." ”

Inside the Royal One, colorful neon lights flicker, different from ordinary bars, the membership system is adopted, and everyone who can come in is brightly dressed.

In addition, there are 18 VIP boxes on the second floor, which is a place where the rich gather, there is a huge monitor inside, you can clearly see the entire first floor, anyone who is fancied, there will be waiters to invite up, accompany the drink, accompany the jump, and spend the night.

100,000 a night, few people will refuse, of course, it doesn't matter if you refuse, I heard that the backstage of the bar is extremely hard, even if you don't dare to make trouble here, it has maintained a reputation of zero conflict since its opening.

The VIP box closes between 1 a.m. ~ 3 a.m., before that, the ink dyeing is responsible for unpacking the wine box, putting the wine in the basket, waiting for the waiter to pick it up and deliver it to the customer.

As usual, after one o'clock in the morning, the ink dye went into the VIP box to clean up, one after another, cleaned up to the end, and found that there were guests in the No. 1 box today, the No. 1 box was empty during the previous nine top shifts, I heard that it was only open for a specific customer, since it was not over, she was going to go to the backstage to clean up the garbage first, and then come back after the business closed at four o'clock.

Just as he was about to leave, a young man walked out of the box, holding a briefcase in his hand, a pen hanging on his chest, typical secretarial equipment, seeing the ink dyeing, he hurriedly said: "Waiter, please come here"

Hearing the call, she quickly walked over. He bowed slightly, "What do you command?"

"My young master is drunk, rest in it, you go in and clean up, he likes a clean environment"

Mo Ran nodded, pushed the door in, and looked around, there was a person lying on the sofa, slender, but he couldn't see his face clearly, the table was full of empty wine bottles, the floor was clean, and the screen was off, indicating that he had really come to drink.

Taking out the garbage bag, she began to scrupulously clean up, the empty wine bottle was quickly put into the garbage bag, the whole process barely made any sound, a few minutes later, the desktop was wiped clean, and there were only two bottles of unopened foreign wine left on it, before leaving, she looked up at the sofa with her spare eyes, no one?

An irresistible force struck from behind, pushing her onto the wine table, followed by a muscular body, and at the same time, a pair of hot hands invaded from her waist and skirt respectively.

For the first time since she became an adult, Mo Dye felt so panicked, and after reacting, she immediately tried to push the man away with both hands, and at the same time explained loudly: "Sir, you are looking at the wrong person, I am a waiter here, not a young lady." Calm down, if you need that, someone will come to your door within five minutes."

It was about because the voice of the ink stain was loud enough that the secretary outside the door felt that something was wrong, so he pushed open the door and glanced at it, and the moment the door opened, her hands stopped moving.

However, in the next second, the door closed with lightning speed, and his hands moved again, trying to break through the psychological defense line of ink dyeing.

Hearing the footsteps walking away from the door, Mo Ran understood that it was useless to shout loudly, and turned to whisper to the man: "Sir, I'm just a very ordinary waiter, please, stop, you're committing a crime"

The man stopped the move in his hand again, pressed his body down, and whispered in Mo Ran's ear, "No matter who you were before, but now, you are the woman I Murong Zun has a crush on, so you can enjoy tonight!"

"Hiss~"

After Murong Zun fully understood his attitude, Mo Ran began to despair, and she regretted not waiting for the business to end before coming in to pack up the wine bottles.

Like the last straw, she looked at the only two bottles of unopened wine left on the wine table, and without hesitation, she stretched out her right hand and approached the wine bottle a little bit.

Getting closer and closer, almost, fingertips rubbing shoulders with wine bottles. His body was crushed, and Ink Dye tried all his strength to get closer to the bottle.

Suddenly, she felt a loosening of her back, and took advantage of the gap to move her body forward quickly, and her right hand grabbed the wine bottle fiercely, and then there was a sharp pain in her lower body.

Stimulated by the pain, Mo Ran's left hand reflexively grabbed the corner of Murong Zun's suit, and her eyes filled with moisture were instantly filled with disbelief, and in order to prevent her mistake, she used her fingers to confirm again.

That's right! Black amber silk.

In the past two years, ink dyeing has been engaged in a number of basic service jobs, one of which is to do cleaning in a high-end watch store, the store manager is a woman, only 30 years old, and she is also very beautiful, she is a rare strong woman, and her eyes are full of confidence and arrogance.

Until that day, an old man entered the store, and the store manager who had just come back from outside was holding the coffee, and accidentally spilled it on the old man's leather shoes, and the store manager who put down the coffee in his hand originally planned to let the shopping guide deal with it.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, the store manager ran over and knelt directly in front of the old man, and kept apologizing while unbuttoning his clothes and trying to wipe the coffee off his shoes.

Finding that the clothes did not absorb water, the store manager unbuttoned the clothes in public and wiped them with the cotton inside, probably the upper body successfully attracted the old man, and after accepting the apology, he asked to rest in the store, and then the store manager took him into the private lounge.

That night, the store manager gathered all the store staff and took out a small piece of fabric for everyone to touch. Then he explained: "This is a piece of black amber silk cloth, which is produced by the rare mutant variety of black amber silkworm, the quantity is extremely rare, and it is not circulated in the market, mainly by the M Group, a top wealthy businessman in India, tailored for the most precious guests."

Speaking of this, the store manager's eyes were very complicated, "Today the man is wearing a black amber silk suit, I don't expect you to recognize it at a glance, but you at least remember its material, if one day, you accidentally bump into a guest wearing it, no matter what way you use, I have to pray for the customer's forgiveness"

"Remember, not for my shop, but for the rest of your life!"

She has no worries, in fact, she is not afraid of any retaliation, or even death threats, but not now, she promised Grandpa Zuo, and wait another ten months to complete his last wish, in order to keep her promise, she insisted from the age of 19 to 24, during which she ate white steamed buns for three meals a day for several months, and was also slandered for stealing money and silently endured malice from all sides, working nearly twelve hours a day, from indoor to wild, the whole process was miserable.

Her eyes were full of mist, her right hand holding the wine bottle was released little by little, and the left hand let go of the corner of Murong Zun's clothes hanging down, closing her eyes, the water vapor condensed into tears, sliding from the corners of her eyes, as if she had withdrawn all her strength in an instant, and lay on the wine table softly

Afterwards, Murong Zun went back to sleep on the sofa, while Mo Ran endured the pain in his lower body, dragged a bag of garbage, and left.