When An Yan received the call and rushed to the night club, Brother Xu from the club was already waiting at the door, and as soon as he saw her, he greeted her: "Hurry up and change your clothes and go to the third floor." ”

An Yan's body was actually a little uncomfortable, as if it was falling apart, but she endured it, and asked while walking briskly inside, "Who is here this time?" Why is it so urgent"

Brother Xu pointed to the top, didn't specify the name of the person, only said: "Above, the third floor, didn't you find that there were no waiters on the second and third floors today, I knew that someone was coming, so I cleared the field." ”

An Yan is a waiter in this club, but the club has a deep background in Haicheng, and the second and third floors are not open to the public, and they are all entertaining powerful people.

Especially the third floor.

Countless girls flock to it.

Because the people in this place, as long as they climb one, they don't have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

An Yan came over a year ago and worked on the second floor for almost a year.

I started working on the third floor only last month.

And it's the first time she's been here for so long, and it's the first time she's been in such a big battle.

"You hurry up and change your clothes, don't delay, you don't know the rules here, if you send the wine a minute late, it may be a matter of losing your head."

An Yan hurriedly changed his clothes, took his drink, and walked directly to the room over there.

When I got to the place, I knocked on the door.

A male voice came from the door: "Come in." ”

An Yan opened the door, hung his head slightly, didn't dare to glance around, and said softly: "The drink you ordered has arrived." ”

There was silence for a moment.

"Full."

A voice sounded in the room, not loud, like melting snow in the mountains, but for An Yan, it was so strong that it seemed to be chiseled into her heart.

An Yan suddenly raised his eyes.

Caught off guard, he collided with a pair of dark eyes.

It's Zhou Yuncheng.

The Lord sat down, Zhou Yuncheng was wearing a dark suit, a black shirt, and a string of black jade beads engraved with scriptures wrapped around his wrists.

And those dark eyes were cutting through the layers of barriers in the dim air, and the thin pale cyan smoke, like thin blades, cut towards her.

An Yan stood in place, his hand holding the tray subconsciously tightened.

Zhou Yuncheng quickly withdrew his gaze.

An Yan came back from his stunned and walked over to pour the drinks one by one until they were eight points full.

When she just turned to Zhou Yuncheng, the voices of the people next to her who were talking to Zhou Yuncheng and them about the project stopped and looked at her.

Someone said with interest: "Miss, your surname?" ”

An Yan's voice was a little childishly soft, but it sounded good: "Your surname is An, and your single name is a Yan character." ”

"Miss An, come and sit together."

An Yan said: "An Yan doesn't dare. ”

The person who spoke laughed: "Don't dare, it's quite daring to refuse." ”

The meaning of the threat is obvious.

There was silence for a moment.

An Yan could only look around, only Zhou Yuncheng had a vacant seat, she thought about it, and finally sat down next to him.

It was very close to him.

She sat very well-behaved, with that pure white face, like a law-abiding middle school student, and people couldn't help but want to ask her to go back to do her homework.

Zhou Yuncheng ignored her.

The man who had just spoken: "Will the night now use the students who have not dried up?" Xu Sheng is quite bold."

An Yan said: "Adult." ”

"How old?"

"Eighteen."

The man took a puff of his cigarette, looked at her, and chuckled: "The waiter here is eighteen years old, everyone is eighteen, Xu Sheng really dares to use you, does he know that this is a crime?" ”

It was obvious that she was lying.

An Yan said: "Really eighteen." ”

She said, nervously taking out her ID card.

Fake.

Brother Xu of the club helped her do it.

And she is just a little weak and looks small, but she is 21 years old this year.

She put her ID card on the table.

The person who asked the question was Shen Qingze, he glanced at Zhou Yuncheng, Zhou Yuncheng didn't speak, Shen Qingze actually didn't know what Zhou Yuncheng meant, he just spoke, he was a little surprised, and asked tentatively: "Miss An seems to know our President Zhou?" ”

An Yan's dark eyes looked at Zhou Yuncheng, and she smiled faintly: "I don't know." ”

"Does Miss Ann have a boyfriend?"

An Yan's gaze did not withdraw from Zhou Yuncheng: "Yes, I have been dating for two years." ”

Zhou Yuncheng's expression did not change in the slightest, and he took a puff of cigarette.

In the curling smoke is his cold and deep eyebrows, which makes it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Only his fingers holding cigarettes could be seen.

Zhou Yuncheng's fingers are very good-looking, they can be called hand touch, the knuckles are pale and slender, and the nails are neatly trimmed.

The Buddha beads are circled around the wrist, like a layer of pure rules and precepts that are bound, but they do not look ugly, but there is a sense of conflict beauty that restricts people's breathing, and the coldness of abstinence in their bones.

Shen Qing remembered something and asked curiously: "I heard that Mr. Zhou went to the Southern Buddha Temple two years ago and took refuge in Buddhism, is it true?" ”

Zhou Yuncheng glanced at him, his emotions were under his long eyelashes, but Shen Qingze suddenly came to his senses, and a cold sweat broke out.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhou Yuncheng's phone rang.

He stood up and went to pick it up.

The other party didn't know what he said, and Zhou Yuncheng's voice became very gentle: "Okay, I'll ask the driver to pick you up, and wait until you send me a message." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Mr. Zhou, whose phone number?"

"An Ning." Zhou Yuncheng said: "She will come over later." ”

An Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him.