"Smack——!

In the splendid public relations club, an abrupt slap interrupted the otherwise joyful and soothing atmosphere and attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn, you stinky bitch!" On the leather sofa, a bald man in a suit with a red face waved his arms and scolded:

"I didn't just touch you, you dared to hit me! I'm going to report you guys for this black shop! ”

The female publicist sitting opposite reached out and grabbed the skirt at the base of her thigh, and stood up in astonishment.

Sensing the commotion, a male manager wearing a waiter's suit hurriedly ran over and apologized to the guest with a smile: "I'm sorry, our girl is too rude!" ”

Then, the male manager changed his words again and said hintly:

"However, our club only provides wine chat services, and guests are not allowed to touch them without the permission of the girls, so please understand."

"How can there be such a careful rule!" was reminded like this, and the bald man also knew that he was wrong, so he had to turn his face and mutter, pretending to be angry.

"Liang Gong Zhu, you also apologize to the guest!" Seeing the guest back down, the male manager also instructed the female publicist on the side:

"Anyway, it's yours to hit a guest, right?"

Reprimanded by the manager, Suzumiya just stared absentmindedly at the black and white tile floor, not knowing what to think.

"Ryumiya, are you listening?" The male manager clasped his arms and reprimanded unhappily:

"It's working hours, so if you anger a guest, how can you still desert? Be careful that the store manager deducts your wages! ”

"Money" seemed to have heard a certain word that frightened her, and Liang Gong Zhen seemed to have a stress reaction, and her face turned pale:

"Money money. Money! Please spare me, don't talk about this stuff again! ”

The god muttered, and Suzumiya suddenly grabbed his handbag and fled from the public relations club like crazy.

"Hey, Suzumiya Tsubaki!" The male manager looked at her in confusion and tried to reach out to hold her.

After a while, he could only change his face at the speed of light, and said to the guest with a smile: "I'm really sorry, we'll change you to another girl right away!" ”

At the end of the day's part-time job, Makoto Kyushu left the PR bar.

He returned to his cramped rental house and dropped his bag against the wall.

Kyushu Makoto has a good habit of saving money and will not squander it in unnecessary places. With his current savings, he could have changed to a better rental house.

However, this rented house converted from a rooftop utility room is okay, at least much better than the university dormitory he lived in in his previous life.

He wanted to save as much as possible unnecessary expenses as much as possible as a start-up fund for him to become a martial artist after graduation and open a martial arts gym.

Makoto Kyushu changed out of his school uniform and prepared to go to the public bathhouse downstairs to wash up and sleep.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang, and the caller ID was "Cool Palace".

Kyushu Cheng answered the phone, but a middle-aged man's voice came from the other side:

[Hey, are you called Chuncheon?] 】

"Are you.?" Makoto Kyushu frowned.

[I'm the manager of the Shellac bar in Kamurocho, and a girl got drunk at our store. I saw that the special note number in her mobile phone memo was you, so I wanted to ask if you could send her back? 】

Makoto Kyushu walked to the bar, and sure enough, he found a drunk and unconscious sister in front of the bar.

A bald uncle is wiping a cup with a helpless face, and it should be the store manager here.

"Hey, you're Chuncheon?" The bald store manager looked at Makoto Kyushu a little wary: "I thought it was her boyfriend, how do you look like a high school student?" ”

"We're just ordinary friends." Kyushu Makoto put Sister Zhenzi's arm on his shoulder, and sighed:

"I'll remind her to drink less next time, I'm not idle enough to send Jiumengzi home every day."

After staring at the two of them for a while, the bald uncle reminded uneasily:

"I said, boy, don't have anything to do with this kind of escort girl, and don't dig out your heart and lungs to her, you know? Although they are not as frantic as male PRs, they may one day entangle you and find a way to empty your wallet. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to be cheated out of money by her~" Kyushu Cheng laughed and responded: "But thank you for the reminder." ”

If you think about it carefully, Liang Gong Zhen really didn't earn a penny from him, but invited him to eat a few times.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you if it's in trouble," the bald uncle shook his head and turned the sign at the door to "off" as the two left.

Sending Suzumiya to the door of the apartment again, Makoto Kyushu wanted to leave her behind.

But her condition is worse than last time, and she can't even open her eyelids, let alone open the door with the key.

In desperation, Makoto Kyushu had to fumble in her handbag and finally found the key to the apartment.

"Click-" Turning the key, the door to the rental house opened.

Makoto Kyushu helped the unconscious girl into the hallway, then turned on the light and found the location of the bedroom.

Compared to Etori Noriko, the house of Lianggong can be described as a kennel. Drink bottles, cans and paper balls were thrown everywhere, and the sink was littered with pots and pans and leftover instant noodles, and a slight musty smell could be smelled.

Makoto Kyushu pinched his nose and threw her on the bed in the bedroom, poured her a glass of water, and wrote another note pressed underneath:

[It was Chuncheon who sent you home, so let's clean up when you have time.] 】

Makoto Kyushu has a bit of a cleanliness habit and is very particular about the cleanliness of his room, but he will never help a sloppy person tidy up the house.

Sloppy people, even if they are helped to tidy up their room once, will quickly make a mess again. So this kind of help is pointless, and it is better to keep the house sloppy.

Maybe it was because he was very drunk, Liang Gong Chu was not restless when he was lying on the bed, and he rolled out of bed with a wheel, and his head "banged" on the floor.

"Ah, it hurts!"

She screamed in discomfort and got up with her head covered.

Probably the pain had brought her back to her senses, and she opened her eyes in a daze, only to see someone standing in the doorway of the room.

"Ahh——!h You. Who are you and how did you get in! ”

Since there was no light on in the room, she could only vaguely see a figure, and she was so frightened that she crawled against the wall.

"I'm Chuncheon." Makoto Kyushu had to turn on the light and explain in a mocking tone:

"You were drunk in the bar and the bar owner told me to take you home."

"Hmm" The pale yellow light made Liang Gong Chu cover his eyes with his arms:

"Xiao Chunchuan sent me home, sorry, I'm sorry for the trouble."

"What's wrong with you today, suddenly running away alone to drink?" Kyushu Cheng clasped his arms with both hands and leaned against the door frame:

"I'm not in a position to ask about your privacy, but for the sake of me sending you home drunk twice for free, you have to tell me what happened, right?"

"Koharugawa refers to." Suzumiya had a confused expression.

"It's you who borrowed 300,000 from me before." Kyushu Makoto reminded: "Do you owe money? Is it a loan shark or something else? ”

Hearing this, Liang Gong Chu reached out to support his forehead, and brushed his hair back by the way.

"Koharukawa... This kind of thing has nothing to do with you," she grimaced, and averted the topic:

"Thank you today, and I'll treat you to dinner next time."

"It's not a matter of inviting to dinner." Kyushu Cheng frowned, and asked a little anxiously:

"We're supposed to be friends, right? If you're willing to talk to me, I'll figure it out for you. ”

Hearing this, Liang Gong was silent.

After a moment, she smiled slightly sarcastically, shook her head, and said:

"Xiao Chunchuan, don't think of yourself so much, you have to take care of everything..."

"Five million debts, 500,000 per month with interest... With so much money, can you help me take it out? ”

(End of chapter)