"Hey! Look who's here! Isn't that Mark?"
As soon as the door opened, Mark's appearance immediately attracted the women's attention.
It wasn't just because of the melancholic prince atmosphere he created, but also because Mark was the top performer at the "drunken bar".
The woman at the head of the group stood up first, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Mark placed one hand behind his back, while the other hand cradled the woman's fingers, the touch of his fingertips conveying boundless tenderness. His thin lips gently kissed the back of her hand, as if playing a silent love song.
“Beautiful princess, I am late.” His voice was deep and magnetic, like a mellow wine, intoxicating.
In that instant, the woman being kissed felt as if the whole world had stopped, and only he and she existed. She looked into his eyes, which seemed to speak of endless affection.
The woman blushed and pulled Mark to the sofa.
Little Ni, who was following behind Mark, was exposed.
The women asked with great interest, "Where did this little brother come from? We've never seen him before?"
As Mark poured drinks for everyone, he said, "This is our company's new employee, Xiao Ni. Come, sit down with Sister Aya."
He beckoned to Xiao Ni to sit on the other side of the woman at the head of the table.
Although the boy is outstanding in appearance, it is obvious that Sister Aya prefers to spend time with Mark.
She nestled gently against Mark's strong shoulder, her eyes filled with a hint of guilt and tenderness, her voice as melodious as a bird's song: "I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to visit you. You're not angry with me, are you?"
Mark smiled and gently took her fingers, which were scribbling on his chest, his voice full of tenderness, "Silly girl, how could I be angry with you? If you neglect your work because of me, then I would feel terrible. How could I bear to see you suffer?"
A satisfied smile appeared on the woman's face.
At this moment, one of the women chimed in, "Oh dear, our Aya has been waiting for you for so long, aren't you going to do something for her?"
Upon hearing this, Mark smiled apologetically and quickly stood up, pulling Xiao Ni along with him.
He gracefully picked up the wine glass in front of Aya and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have kept Princess Aya waiting for so long."
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. The golden champagne flowed down his Adam's apple like a waterfall, slid across his chest, and finally disappeared into the loose collar of his shirt.
Unconscious sexiness is often the most lethal. Sister Aya looked at Mark and couldn't help but swallow.
This is one of the sales tips Mark taught him—drink the customers' drinks so that they have no drinks left to drink.
As Mark used his charm, Little Ni became virtually invisible.
Mark kept giving Little Ni meaningful glances, signaling him to practice speaking.
Xiao Ni, who seemed a little nervous at first, mustered up her courage and joined the conversation.
One hour later...
"Little Ni, come sit here with me."
"Little Ni, let's sing a song!"
"Little Ni, let's play rock-paper-scissors again. I'm sure I can beat you this time!"
"Little Ni..."
At this moment, the boy was surrounded by customers. He had shed the "newcomer" filter and become the focus of attention in the private room.
Mark had quietly left the private room when the time was right. He stood outside the door, looking with satisfaction at the talent he had nurtured.
The male models who had been so comfortable in the private room were now squeezed to the side. They watched as Xiao Ni became the center of attention, and no matter how jealous they were, there was nothing they could do.
Leaving is not an option, staying is not an option either.
As they parted, the women clung to Xiao Ni with reluctance.
Sister Aya stroked Xiao Ni's arm, lifted his chin, and said, "Little Ni, when I come again, you must be there too!"
"I am honored to have such a beautiful woman by my side."
Xiao Ni placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully like a prince.
Aya smiled even more broadly and turned to leave with her sisters.
At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Ni caught sight of Jiu Long, He Da Dong, and Zhuang Qiang, who had just returned from outside.
Suddenly, the boy grabbed Sister Aya and said tenderly, "Wait, you left something here."
"What?" Sister Aya patted herself down, not realizing she had forgotten anything.
The latter smiled slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, a rose appeared in the boy's hand.
"My longing."
The young man said.
"You're so annoying!" Aya said coquettishly as she took the rose and happily left with her sisters.
Jiulong and his two companions happened to witness this scene.
He Da Dong raised an eyebrow, looking at the young man who had just arrived with considerable admiration. "You've got a bit of my style, kid."
The boy quickly lowered his head and greeted them respectfully: "Brother Long, Brother Da Dong, Brother Qiang!"
At this moment, Mark rushed over, smiling obsequiously, and greeted the three bosses.
Jiulong responded and asked Mark, "How did this kid do?"
Mark truthfully said, "Little Ni is very smart. He served those guests very well today and even opened three more bottles of champagne than usual."
Jiulong looked at the rather attractive Xiaoni and nodded in satisfaction, "My taste is indeed not bad, hahahahaha."
Mark ushered the three into the "drunken bar," and as they walked, he mentioned his previous application to Jiulong, "Brother Long, I applied for a transfer to back-office support, and you told me to wait for news..."
Jiulong looked up at him and said, "Mark, you're one of the veterans of our 'Drunk Bar,' and we all see how important you are. Now, 'Drunk Bar' needs you, needs someone as capable as you to lead the way. However, we are seriously considering your transfer application, but we're just waiting for the right opportunity."
Mark knew that this application would also come to nothing, and he nodded in disappointment, not daring to say anything more.
Just as the group entered the bar, a familiar voice rang out from outside the door.
"Jiulong! Jiulong! You bastard, come out here!"
The sudden roar, like a thunderclap, instantly silenced the "drunken bar" that had been immersed in revelry. Guests turned around, curiously looking towards the entrance, watching the spectacle with schadenfreude.
Having lost face in front of so many people, Jiulong's face immediately turned cold, and he gave He Dadong and Zhuang Qiang a look.
The two immediately dismissed everyone in the venue.
Then they saw "Red Hearts 10" Susan leading a group of people, breaking down the door and barging into the "Drunken Bar".
Jiulong sat in a chair that Mark had brought over, with He Dadong and Zhuang Qiang standing on his left and right sides respectively, while Xiao Ni and Mark stood slightly behind him, observing the development of the situation.
The thugs from the "Drunken Bar" were immediately called over, and they quickly surrounded Jiulong to protect him.
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