This Ji Xiaolian, within just two days of starting work, had already caused quite a few troubles in the club!
He either smashed the guests' glasses of wine or offended them by not being able to speak well. Now, he even refused such a trivial matter as offering wine!
Sooner or later she will fire her!
Sister Zhao looked at the wine on the cart with a headache.
Where could she find a new lover now?
"Sister Zhao, let me go."
A soft voice rang out, like a spring breeze blowing over the hills. Sister Zhao's irritability was miraculously soothed.
She turned around in surprise.
His eyes suddenly lit up!
Box 888.
A group of rich kids gathered together, playing cards, singing, drinking and joking, and it was very lively.
From time to time, a woman would peek into the dimly lit corner.
There sat a tall and slender figure.
Half of his body was sunken in the sofa, his legs casually spread apart, and his face was sunken in the shadows, making it impossible to see clearly.
Just from the curve of his suit trousers and the solemn and noble aura around him, one can tell that he is different from this group of idle young men and women.
You can tell at a glance that he has real power.
"Zeyan, do you want to play cards?"
Someone brave enough asked.
Shang Zeyan did not answer.
They didn't dare to disturb them anymore. They looked at each other and fell silent.
It’s worthy of being a Shang Ze Banquet.
Even without speaking, he still has such a terrifying aura...
"Hey, keep going!"
Someone who was on good terms with Shang Zeyan said, "He's using us as white noise to catch up on his sleep. Leave him alone."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and the atmosphere became lively again.
"Why hasn't the wine you ordered arrived yet?"
A young man threw the cards on the table.
"Yeah, it's so slow."
These young masters and young ladies have been spoiled by their families since they were young. How can they have patience? Suddenly, several of them became impatient.
"This club is really becoming more and more unruly."
"I'm tired of these people's flattery, so I wanted to find a new face to serve wine, but now it's still making people angry!"
"Whoever brings the wine later will be forced to drink several glasses!"
As he was speaking, the door of the box was pushed open.
A pair of white hands came in pushing a cart.
"Excuse me……"
"Why are you so slow? Are you guys..."
The steam rising from the ice bucket dissipated, revealing a delicate and fair face.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Shen Zhiyi said with a smile.
People complained that their words were stuck in their throats.
The box fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shen Zhiyi's face like a magnet.
The hazy lights in the box danced on her face, each one seeming to carve a rare work of art.
Gentle and affectionate peach blossom eyes, a small and straight nose, and plump and soft petal lips...
She didn't even have any makeup on.
Her silky black hair was all tied up and piled behind her head, revealing her smooth forehead.
But it attracted everyone's attention.
The young man with a face full of hostility, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he put on a gentle expression, staring at Shen Zhiyi blankly.
"So, so beautiful..."
Even the women blushed.
Oh my god…
How could there be such a beautiful person...
They have no jealousy at all.
Jealousy only exists when the gap between you and someone is extremely small. If the gap between you and someone is as huge as a chasm, you will not be jealous.
Just admiration and envy.
Shen Zhiyi smiled as he glanced at everyone.
"Want me to open the wine for you?"
Her voice was soft.
Deliberately ignoring the dangerous and deep gaze in the corner, like that of a wild beast.
She knew that it was Shang Zeyan who was looking at her.
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