Zhou Rong lazily lifted his eyelids, "It's not like." ”

The person looked back at Zhou Rong with dissatisfaction, and measured it with his hand, "It's not like it, this waist, this leg, if it's not like it anymore, no one looks like it, and didn't Brother Liang say it, that woman's leg is hooked on her waist, she really wants to live and die." ”

After saying that, he remembered something, asked Jiang Zhi to turn his head, and showed them if his face looked like again.

Jiang Zhi's lips were tightly pursed, he didn't dare to raise his head, and kept it low.

For a long time, the voice in her ears was far away, and her mind wandered.

Suddenly, the man sitting in the first place spoke: "Okay, you go out first." ”

This sentence made Jiang Zhiru be pardoned, and he hurriedly lowered his head and withdrew from the box.

The second she closed the door, she also heard another man's disobedience and Zhou Rong's reprimand.

In the second half of the clubhouse, although it was still very busy, no one asked Jiang Zhi to go out to deliver wine, and after two or three o'clock, the foreman came to settle the bill for Jiang Zhi, and said that someone in the underground parking lot was waiting for her and asked her to pass.

Jiang Zhina answered, turned around and went to change clothes.

The foreman glanced at her twice, except for being pretty, it was nothing, and she didn't know how to look at it.

When Jiang Zhi finished changing clothes, the foreman had already gone out, and she sent a message to An Ran, saying that she was not going back, and then trotted downstairs.

In the dimly lit underground parking lot, a Maybach was parked in a parking space not far away, the window showed a large bony palm, holding a scarlet cigarette butt, looking up slightly, the man sat there with his eyebrows lowered and a deep expression.

Xu is her gaze is too clear, Zhou Rong looked at it.

"Not coming?"

Jiang Zhi walked slowly in front of the person.

Zhou Rong said lightly: "Get in the car and send you back." ”

Man, it's a lie to say that you want to send it home, but it's true to send it back to your own home.

Jiang Zhi didn't believe what people said, but he still obediently got into the car, sat not far from the person, put his hands on his knees, and looked quite nervous.

In the air, the man knocked on the cigarette, "What's going on today?" ”

Jiang Zhi thought that people were probably asking her why she haunted the club, and she didn't hide it, and said directly: "I'm short of money." ”

The gaze in the rearview mirror reflects the man's eyebrows.

He snorted, took out a card and handed it to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi confiscated it and only said, "I want to go back to the company to work." ”

It's not that she didn't hear what Zhou Rong said in the room, but sometimes, supporting a family is more important than self-esteem.

Blinking, she continued, "I want to go back. ”

Zhou Rong looked at her quietly, stretched out his hand, and pulled Jiang Zhi into his arms, the smell of cigarettes in her black shirt mixed with the smell of wine instantly filled her nose, she frowned uncomfortably, but the man pinched her chin and covered her lips.

Smoke rose from between their lips, ambiguous.

The fingertips pressed against the man's heavy chest, and the body temperature rose inch by inch under the palm, and it was terrifyingly hot.

Jiang Zhi's heart was hot.

However, she was hesitant, and before she could say anything, she was drowned by the ups and downs of the sea.

The car sped away through the night.

Parking, elevator halls, entrances.

Jiang Zhi wanted to resist several times, but Zhou Rong ruthlessly suppressed it, his hands were stuck by the man's big palm, her slender neck stretched out weakly, and her lips and teeth could only hiss.

Eventually, the endless darkness of the night overwhelmed them both.

……

When Jiang Zhi woke up the next day, his fingertips were trembling.

She subconsciously looked at the side of the bed, the bedside was neat, the residual temperature was exhausted, and the person had obviously walked for a long time.

I got up and walked to the living room, where breakfast was left for her on the table, along with a piece of paper.

A phone call was written on it.

Fingertips fall on the table and touch the note.

She didn't know what Zhou Rong meant, but it shouldn't hurt her after all.

Subsequently, Jiang Zhi ate breakfast and left from Zhou Rong's house, and on the third day of leaving, someone called her, claiming to be Zhou Rong's assistant, and informed her to go for an interview.