"If you have such concerns, it means he hasn't done enough."

"We are grown women, we can't afford to waste time on internal affairs!"

"I must order ten male models tonight and not leave until I'm drunk!"

Outside the box, Fu Jiusi stood at the door holding two glasses of Devil's Cemetery, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

She likes him!

She has him in her heart!

Seeing him in a daze, the waiter standing in the corridor bowed and asked, "Mr. Fu, do you need help opening the door for you?"

Fu Jiusi came back to his senses and asked seriously, "Did you hear everything that was said in the box just now?"

He couldn't quite believe what he had just heard.

I want to confirm whether I heard it correctly.

The waiter hurriedly shook his head, "No."

The content of customers' conversations is a secret that they must never tell, this is the first rule of the bar's work rules.

Fu Jiusi gave him a look of tacit approval, "You can tell me the truth."

The waiter pondered the matter carefully, stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, I heard the guest mentioned your name and said he would like you to be around."

Fu Jiusi patted his shoulder and said, "From today on, you are the supervisor of this floor."

The waiter was overjoyed and bowed 90 degrees repeatedly, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for the promotion!"

Fu Jiusi ordered, "Select eight male models to enter the box."

“Huh???” The waiter was stunned and panicked.

"By the way, find two male model uniforms and send them to the box next door. The sizes should be the same as mine and Wen Fan's," Fu Jiusi added.

The waiter understood immediately and gave a thumbs-up, complimenting, "Boss Fu really knows how to be interesting."