However, in order to prevent people outside from finding out and causing panic, she thoughtfully placed them to sleep against the wall. I believe that for a while, as long as someone hadn't checked their breathing on a whim, they wouldn't have discovered the fact that they were dead.

The watchdog died, and Junqing closed the door with his hand.

From now on, no one in this building needs to go out.

At least until she investigates, no one will be able to escape from under her nose.

Don't forget, she has the ability to discern the emotions and psychology of the other person by looking at the physical condition. If it is true that she did not intend to get involved here, she will let her go after confirming it. But what she prefers to believe is that the people here are bad to the roots. The only way to purify them is to burn all the sins on their bodies with green flames.

Her out-of-place outfit, coupled with a brisk expression that doesn't belong here, made her targeted by many people as soon as she entered the door.

Jun Qingyan naturally didn't care about these people's eyes, and her eyes swept over the layout of the building first.

This is supposed to be a nest that was determined to be used as a backup nest a long time ago, and the decoration inside is obviously not something that can be done in three or five days.

The originally completely open space is divided into small compartments by fences, screens or green plants, and each compartment is not large, about thirty or forty square meters. However, the decoration does have its own style, and no matter where you come from, you will always find your favorite style here.

Such a humanized design would appear here, thinking of the buyers and sellers it served, Jun Qingzhu's heart only wanted to laugh except for feeling absurd.

No matter how dirty the mind is, it has the right to pursue beauty, and there is nothing wrong with that.

"Hello, what are you doing here?" A young man dressed as a waiter walked over. He also held a tray on which three goblets containing champagne and wine were placed.

Jun Qingyan casually took a cup from it, leaned it to his nose and sniffed it, it still tasted very good.

I really don't know if these people really understand wine or simply make choices from the price, I think she learned to taste wine since she was a child, and she didn't enjoy it like these people.

It's a bit of a blushing thing to say.

The waiter's wine was served to others, and when she saw that she had taken a glass without permission, it was too late to stop it.

After tasting a sip of golden wine, and seeing that the waiter was still looking at him, Jun Qingyan raised his eyebrows: "What?" I can't drink this wine? ”

Waiters should be trained and know how to handle such situations. He was not annoyed, and said respectfully: "No, those who can come in here are our most respected guests, so you can naturally take them as you like." ”

This person is a little interesting, Jun Qingyan looked at him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "You, it's very good." ”

"Thank you for the compliment." The waiter bowed slightly, not annoyed by the other party's rudeness, nor proud of the other party's praise.

Jun Qingyan was curious about him: "Don't you think it's a pity for a person like you to go to such a place as a waiter?" In her opinion, such a person who can bend and stretch can play a more role in many places, right?

It is said that there are too many people who are very hard and arrogant in the background. Only smart people know when and what attitude to do, this waiter is so good at being a person, and he can adapt to any environment, why did he come to such a cannibalistic place with bad eyes?

The waiter said lightly: "It's no pity, there's a lot of money here." ”

Junqing was branded. If that's the reason, it's not so incomprehensible. Money, who wouldn't love it?

Compared with the serious means of making money, I am afraid that being a waiter here can really make money.

Jun Qing smiled, picked up a pen from the table next to him, wrote a few numbers on the sticky notes, and then stuffed them into the pocket of his jacket: "Young man, I admire you, it shouldn't be open for long here, if you want to make money, you can make this call, I believe that with your ability, you should be able to apply for a good position." ”

After saying that, he didn't see any reaction from the other party, so he left with a smile.

The waiter frowned, pulled out the sticky notes in his pocket, and glanced at the numbers on them. To be honest, when he was working in various bars and restaurants, he often received these notes with numbers written on them. Of course, in the end, the fate of these notes is to turn into a lump of garbage in the bin.

But I don't know why, looking at the back of Jun Qingzhuan leaving, he stopped when he wanted to clump the note into a ball.

He had eyes, and he could see that the woman was genuinely appreciative when she looked at him, rather than the adoring and possessiveness that usually appears when she was seen by a woman.

In retrospect, what did that strange woman seem to have said?

Not long after this place? It's only been open for a few days, and there are a lot of customers, so why can't it be opened?

The waiter's mind was spinning rapidly, and his feet were not idle, and he walked quickly in the direction of the bar. The champagne he was about to give to the guest just now was taken away by Jun Qingzhu, and he had to pour another glass for the guest.

Jun Qingyan is a very casual person, especially when she doesn't have to fight, and she is so casual that even the empress can't do anything about her.

But there is no way to do it, people who have come down from the battlefield have seen too much life and death, if you don't find a channel to vent, I'm afraid many people will collapse directly.

Junqing's way of dealing with these feelings is casual, doing whatever he wants, and not caring about other people's opinions at all.

It was an accident to talk to the waiter, and it was an accident to find him interesting, but to give him the number would have to be said to be her casualness.

I've been a superior for too long, and when I see someone with some ability, I want to receive my subordinates. She doesn't need to fight for her country now, but Daddy Luo does. He has always wanted to show his skills in the United States, but for various reasons, he has not developed for a while.

Jun Qingyan believes that if this person is willing to join Luo's father's team in the United States, there should be a good chemistry.

However, she didn't make it clear directly.

It's really going to be over here, and it's over her hands.

The number she also gave to the waiter.

As for what choice he has to make, it depends on his own luck.

If he is lucky, he will succeed in making a splash with the help of Luo's father's platform. If it's bad luck, Jun Qingyan touched his chin and smiled slightly, if he was unlucky, he would die in this place today, what kind of future are you talking about?

Because you fancy his heart, you open the net?

Inexistent.