Mother angrily grabbed Qiu Meng's collar and pulled it in her hand fiercely, while shouting: "Qiu Meng! No one wants to waste time with you here! Do you want to accompany Young Master Ling? Hurry up and give an answer to the old lady! ”

"I ......"

Qiu Meng was just about to refuse, but when he saw his mother Sang's cold face, and thought of her usual harsh scolding, the words came to his mouth and swallowed them into his stomach again.

She won't accompany Young Master Ling, but she also has to be paid!

"The salary is what I deserve, you have to give it to me, otherwise-"

Qiu dreamed for a while, and said stubbornly: "Otherwise, I will go to the relevant departments to complain about you!" ”

"Hahaha-"

This time, not only the princesses in the clubhouse laughed.

Even his mother, Sang, laughed out loud: "Complain about me? Do you know who the boss is here? With you, a powerless little girl, you still want to complain about us? Believe it or not, I'm going to let you get out of the way right now? Can't get a penny of the roll cover and leave? ”

"Qiu Meng! My patience is limited, so I'll ask you one last time—"

Mother Sang became completely impatient, and it was the first time she had met Qiu Meng, a soft and hard master who didn't eat.

His face turned cold, he pointed to Jiang Nan's nose, and emphasized again: Do you want to serve Young Master Ling?

The more Qiu Meng thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

It's obviously her hard-earned salary, why don't you give it to her?

But society is like this, the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, she can't fight her mother Sang at all, thinking of this, Qiu Meng's face is full of grievances.

But there was no sympathy in the eyes of all those present, only countless ridicule, and endless ridicule!

Only Lu Fan, who was standing at the corner of the corridor, had a strange look in his eyes.

"This girl, it's kind of interesting."

Lu Fan hugged his shoulders and could see that this girl should have suffered a lot of grievances.

But he still refuses to compromise, refuses to agree to his mother's unreasonable request, and his stubborn appearance is very interesting at that time.

But after seeing the faces of everyone present, Lu Fan frowned slightly, and just as his mother Sang was about to ask, he had already walked towards Qiu Meng.

"How much does it cost to order her?"

The sudden change made Mama Sang and the others not react at all.

Especially Qiu Meng, looking up at Lu Fan's eyes, was full of strangeness.

"She's been agreed tonight." Mother Sang glanced at Lu Fan, saw that he was wearing a dress that was not expensive, and said lukewarmly: "But there is room for negotiation, as long as you can come up with three times the predetermined price, she can accompany you tonight." ”

"But first, the price is just for singing!"

Lu Fan raised his eyes, but he still couldn't see any emotion on his face, "How much?" ”

Mother Sang sneered, what kind of dick dare to come out and pretend to be an uncle?

A finger stretched out, "One hundred thousand." ”

"Wow!"

The princess of the clubhouse present was shocked, her mother Sang is really ruthless!

100,000 singing a night?

Qiu Meng, who was standing on the side, also widened her eyes, she didn't expect it to be this number.

It's just, who will take 100,000 to come out and order someone to sing?

Unless it's a fool!

It's still the kind of typical person who is stupid and has a lot of money!

In the next second, everyone's mouths opened wide.

Qian Xiaohao took out a check from his handbag and threw it at his mother's feet.

The zeros on the cheque are particularly eye-catching!

It's really 100,000 yuan!

Mama Sang hurriedly picked up the check from the ground, and her face was instantly full of smiles.

There is indeed no shortage of rich owners in Jiangshan Entertainment Club, but Lu Fan spent 100,000 orders for the first time, which is very rare!

Especially, it's just a singing accompaniment!

Everything happened suddenly, and Qiu Meng hadn't reacted yet.

Is he going to spend 100,000 yuan to ask her to sing along?

The princesses of the club on the side cast envious glances at Qiu Meng.

Only Qiu Meng was still full of reluctance.

Mother Sang glanced at Qiu Meng, frowned slightly, and said, "This guest is generous, you have to serve well!" Otherwise—"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and frightened Qiu Meng.

In the next second, Qiu Meng bit his lip and whispered, "Can I not ......"

Before she finished speaking, Mama-san raised her hand and hit her in the face!

Frightened, Qiu Meng hurriedly closed his eyes and gritted his teeth!

"Ahh

Seeing that his mother Sang was about to hit Qiu Meng, his hand in mid-air was grabbed by Lu Fan.

She almost fell into tears when it hurt!

Lu Fan's face swept over him, and he threw his mother Sang aside with his backhand.

The action was done in one go, and Qiu Meng even felt that he was dreaming!

"Ah, don't do it, don't do it."

Mother Sang Yu smiled: "Such a good-looking face, it affects your mood, it's because I didn't think about it!" ”

After apologizing, she looked at Qiu Meng again.

At the same time, his face darkened, and he frowned and said, "You'd better listen to me!" I don't want to hear you say no! ”

"But ......"

Qiu Meng looked at Lu Fan in embarrassment, and was about to refuse, but was stopped by his mother Sang again.

"Nothing! Have you forgotten your own situation? ”

"I'm telling you, if you dare to offend this guest, I'll fire you immediately, and you won't get a penny!"

"How will you live then?"

In just a few words, Qiu Meng's weakness was stabbed again.

Now, if she really can't get her salary, then her next life will be even more difficult.

Mother Sang's face gradually improved, and she smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, think about the 100,000 yuan, think about your salary." Hurry up and accompany the guests to sing in the box, maybe you can get more rewards? ”

Qiu Meng secretly glanced at Lu Fan.

The eyebrows are clear and the temperament is extraordinary.

Although he is dressed very ordinary, he still can't stop the heroism on his body, and he doesn't look like the kind of man who moves his hands and feet.

In comparison, Lu Fan was indeed much better than Young Master Ling.

No, there is no comparison at all.

Thinking of this, Qiu Meng finally chose to compromise.

Mama Sang smiled with satisfaction and quickly arranged the box.

In the box, Long Luo and the others sat a little farther away from the side with great interest, leaving time for the two of them.

Lu Fan and Qiu Meng looked at each other, and in the end, the latter lowered his head and remained silent.

Qiu Meng stood in place, like a child who was punished, and his delicate little hands didn't even know where to put them.

And Lu Fan also didn't say a word, sat on the sofa, and looked at the girl in front of him quietly.

Qiu Meng lowered his head, glanced at the wine on the table, and was about to get the bottle opener, but was stopped by Lu Fan with a look.

She tugged at the corner of her clothes in embarrassment, looked at the microphone again, and was about to order a song for Lu Fan, but was stopped by Lu Fan again with his eyes.

Lu Fan patted the sofa beside him, "Come here, sit down." ”

Qiu Meng was stunned for a moment, and soon, he sat beside Lu Fan obediently, but he never spoke.

There was a deathly silence in the box.

In the end, it was Lu Fan who broke the silence, glanced at the girl beside him, and said at the same time: "Why did you choose to do this?" ”