Guilty Youth

Her every move seemed so familiar to me.

Was it really not her?

No, this was clearly her!

Her facial features, her long hair, the way she spoke, although a little different than before, I could still recognize her.

As I listened, I forgot my identity for a moment.

"Are you deaf? Didn't I tell you to go out? What are you still doing here! " Seeing that I was still there, the customer stood up from the sofa and scolded me with a look of disgust.

Only then did I remember who I was. I was just a waiter.

Ye Zichen walked out of the room bitterly, and as he listened to the song inside, he became lost in thought. Just then, a waiter came up to me and told me that the team leader wanted me to go to the lounge.

He pushed open the door to the lounge and saw Mao Tou standing inside.

The chief looked at the two of us. "Who told you to change shifts in private? The schedule was a decoration? Each of you will be punished by a hundred, and if you change shifts randomly, you won't have to pay your salary. "

I didn't really care. When I came out, I saw Hairy # 1 crying. "A hundred yuan is gone just like that. We've only earned so much money in one day, and it's not even enough."

Momo wanted to say no, but I smiled and patted him. "Alright, let's go back to work."

It was still early when I returned to the second floor's private room. There were still no guests in the private room, so I stood at the entrance. The image of red beans kept appearing in my mind and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Not long later, a few young ladies came out to test the room, and among them was that smelly Qian Qian.

"Yo, isn't this Chen Yang, Brother Yang? Tsk tsk tsk tsk … Look at her dazed appearance, where is her longing for spring? Our red card is really amazing, it could even hook one's soul, right? "

These four or five young mistresses are normally together with Qian Qian, but after hearing Qian Qian speak, they all stopped in their tracks, crossed their arms, and looked at me mockingly.

, how much do you earn per month? They probably don't even think much of you, right? "

They giggled like arrogant hens taunting an old dog that had fallen into the water.

"I say, who do we have, Chen Yang has a monthly salary of two to three thousand, so he doesn't care about the tens of thousands that we earn, right Chen Yang? "But I know a duck head, do you want me to introduce him to you?"

"Hahaha, two to three thousand a month? I don't think it's enough to get a room, is it? It's so hilarious. And there's that trump card, saying that he only sits on the stage and has slept with so many people behind the scenes. I wonder if Brother Yang would find it too dirty? "

I stood where I was, staring fixedly at the few ladies in revealing clothing in front of me. Looking at Qian Qian's mocking expression, the anger in my heart rose, and I raised my head to glare at them: "All of you shut up!"

It's fine to mock me, but you can't insult Lin Xiao Rou!

I could hear my own voice trembling in anger. I think my expression must have been terrible to the point that their eyes, which were used to seduce men, turned to one of horror, and their faces turned green and red.

In this kind of place, the waiters are even more lowly than the young miss. Sometimes, the young miss even look down on the waiters, and the fact that Qian Qian dared to cause trouble for me in the private room is an example.

They didn't expect that I would dare to roar at them. They probably felt that they were stumped by a lowly waiter, causing them to lose face. Qian Qian rolled her eyes and sneered.

"Let's just talk about her. What can you do? Our young mistress is even more noble than someone like you. You are just a stinking and poor attendant, I'm afraid that the other party wouldn't even bother to glance at you, right? So disgusting. "