If I think about it carefully, if I get a tiger, I will go into the tiger's den.

"You go find a waiter's outfit, and I'll mix in at night."

Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "You just say it's my cousin, I'll take you to the foreman for an interview."

The foreman manager's surname is Huang, about fifty years old, with a bald head and a square face, and a dragon and tiger tattooed on his body.

The so-called interview is at most a formality, and after a few simple instructions, I was asked to change my clothes.

And I have a number: 48.

After digging deeper, I found that the business hours of Yueming Building are very wide.

From morning till night, guests never stop.

As for the people who came, it was also very messy, there were middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes, and there were also young people with yellow hair.

What puzzles me the most is that from time to time there are beggars coming in.

And the security guard at the door not only did not drive away, but greeted him with a smile, nodding his head and waist.

I just kept it all in my heart and didn't ask it directly.

As night falls, the lights come on.

Compared with the daytime, the Yueming Tower at night is a little more lively.

The red lanterns under the quaint plaques are lit one after another, and the leisurely red light illuminates almost half of the street.

Countless luxury cars were parked in front of the door, dignitaries and nobles rushed in, and the security guards bowed constantly.

"Hey! New boy!"

When I looked back, Manager Huang was waving at me, "Don't look here or there! Go to the private room!"

I looked at him confusedly, "What, what's the private room?"

"." Manager Huang scolded with a smile: "Call you on the walkie-talkie, you will go in!"

"Got it, got it!"

I walked up and down the hallway, my eyes constantly looking around the corner.

At this time, a call suddenly came from the intercom.

"Number 48, to room number 2."

I was a little uncomfortable with the new name, and it took me a while to remember.

The lights in the private room were a little dizzy, and the harsh music made it difficult to speak.

After a while, I finally saw something clearly.

In the private room, there are several middle-aged people with big bellies, and a girl in a short skirt sits next to them, and laughter is mixed with music, forming a strange and reasonable environment.

However, the man sitting in the corner caught my attention.

The man was dressed in a suit and sunglasses, and sat here with a serious face, as if he did not belong to this place.

Perhaps, this is a breath of fresh air?

"Hey, come here."

A fat balding man beckoned to me, and I hurried over.

"Smack!"

A stack of hundred-dollar bills slapped on the table: "Go, buy some flowers and come back, and the rest of the money will buy you cigarettes."

After speaking, he kissed the girl in his arms fiercely, and his face was full of obscenity: "Are you happy?"

In a word, in exchange for bursts of laughter like silver bells.

"Oh, thank you, old ......."

Before I could finish my sentence, I looked up and saw that the girl in his arms was Xiaoyue.

The moment we looked at each other, Xiaoyue's laughter stopped abruptly, and then she skillfully wrapped herself in the arms of the fat man, turning her head away from me.

When I met her in this environment, in addition to being embarrassed, I was also a little helpless.

There's no way, that's what people do, so I'll stop meddling.

I was about to put the money away, only to find that the man had a pill poking out of his cuff.

"Wow"

The churning bubbles of beer melt the pills into nothing.

The light was so harsh that if I hadn't gotten closer, I wouldn't have noticed.

Rao is that I don't know anything, and I know what it is!

Seeing Xiaoyue pick up the cup, I deliberately hit it forward, and the cup fell to the ground with a bang.

The bald man pointed at the tip of my nose and scolded, "*** blind?"

The good thing was broken by me, and this man seemed very irritable and put his feet directly on the table.

"*** licked me!"

The old bastard drinks some cat urine, I really don't know the southeast and northwest?

I don't want to make a big deal out of it because I have more important things to do.

You're not done yet?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he grabbed me by the collar and pressed me directly into his shiny leather shoes.

The vomit from the soles of his shoes was already under my nose.

"Lick!"

Anger and humiliation surged up: "Damn, there's no king's law?"

With a strong body, I picked up the beer bottle on the table and opened a glass flower on his head.

"Drugged the girl's cup, *** is quite reasonable?"

The bald man was smashed by my blood, and the person next to him scolded angrily and rushed up.