The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

An hour later, a waiter came over and informed them:

"You can come over."

Brother Qiang immediately stood up and waved to the girls in the box.

"Let's go, beauties, it's time to make money."

"Don't say Brother Qiang doesn't love you. These big guys are either rich or noble. As long as you behave better, speak nicer, and serve better, you won't have to worry about having no money. You might even get extra rewards."

"The little thing exposed between the fingers of these big guys is enough for you to eat."

"Okay, I understand, Brother Qiang!"

"Brother Qiang is so considerate. Don't worry, Brother Qiang, we won't let the bosses down."

"Yes, we also hope that Brother Qiang will introduce us to a better and more generous boss, so as not to ruin Brother Qiang's brand."

"Well," Brother Qiang laughed happily, "This little mouth is so sweet."

At this time, they had reached the stairs on the sixth floor. Brother Qiang pointed to the seventh floor, "Okay, you go, don't forget what Brother Qiang said!"

"Brother Qiang, don't worry!"

Xia Mengzhui followed behind and went upstairs.

When they arrived at the seventh floor, at the top of the stairs, the waiter who informed them before was also there. He smiled and asked the girls to follow him, and then led Xia Meng and the others into the room at the end of the corridor.

The room is large, the floor is carpeted, and it feels soft when you walk on it.

Xia Meng stood at the back and glanced around calmly. Almost everyone in the room was from the previous room, but what Xia Meng didn't expect was that Song Wei was also there.

The girls had already taken off their masks, leaving Xia Meng alone still wearing a mask.

There was a man in his fifties, pointing at Xia Meng, "Why is this beauty still wearing a mask?"

Xia Meng deliberately lowered her voice, "...I have a cold,"

The man's face immediately showed an unhappy look, and he said angrily,

"You have a cold, why do you have to come out?"

"Do you want to give us the cold?"

Xia Meng, "...It's almost healed now."

But these bosses all value their health more than anything else. Although Xia Meng said that the cold is gone, when is it now?

The epidemic is so serious, what if this woman doesn't get a cold but...an epidemic?

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens!

These bosses don't take any chances.

So, they waved their hands with disgust, "You can go back, you don't have to come back again."

"That's right, you dare to pick people with colds for us. What does Aqiang do for food?"

"If he doesn't want to do it anymore, he can just say it. Does he look down on us by giving us this kind of stuff?"

"It's so unlucky! I finally got to go out and play. I didn't expect to find something like this for us."

Xia Meng watched coldly as these big bosses pointed at her with disgust.

"Oh, sir..." Seeing this, Lili, who had helped Xia Meng before, smiled and started to smooth things over.

Lili is very beautiful, especially when she smiles, her eyes are curved like crescent moons, which is particularly cute.

"This is not the first time for me, Lili, and I am familiar with Brother Qiang. How dare he dare to fool all the bosses!"

Lili said, and walked over in an enchanting manner. A man stretched out his hand, and Lili sat in his arms very skillfully. She put one hand around the man's neck and said with a sweet smile,

"This sister must have recovered from her cold, otherwise Brother Qiang would not dare to bring her to serve the bosses!"

"It's just this sister's first time here. She's nervous. She's afraid that she won't be able to do it well, and she's afraid that she'll expose her illness to the bosses, so she keeps wearing a mask."

"Look at her bright eyes, and she doesn't cough. Doesn't she look like she has a cold?"

The bosses looked at Xia Meng carefully and saw that although Xia Meng lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes were very beautiful, so they couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Under Lili's mediation, these bosses were no longer angry and each found girls they liked to have fun with.

No one chose Xia Meng.

Xia Meng stood there alone, looking thin and pitiful.

Xia Meng watched with cold eyes, watching these fat-headed guys, even in the end of the world, they are still enjoying the life of a human being.

They don't seem to be worried about the future at all.

That's right, what are they worried about? No one knows that the end of the world is coming except Xia Meng!

Even if many ordinary people can't find jobs now, have to go hungry, and have to work in high temperatures at the risk of death, what does this have to do with them?

They have plenty of money!

Even if business is hard to do now due to the high temperature and the epidemic, but the skinny camels are bigger than horses, they still have money, popular food, spicy food, and beautiful girls to accompany them!

Even if someone is going to starve to death, they will not be the first to starve to death.

Since they won't starve to death, who does starve to death and what does it have to do with them?

When Xia Meng was observing these bosses, someone was also observing Xia Meng.

There was still one person in the room who had not chosen a female companion, and that was Song Wei.

The other bosses had already hugged the girls and started playing around, leaving only Song Wei.

One of the men said to Song Wei in a benevolent tone,

"Xiao Song, since you are here, you should also choose one!"

"Yes, Xiao Song, pick one, have fun, and let yourself relax."

Having said that, Song Wei has nothing to choose from, because only Xia Meng is left!

But does Song Wei dare to say this?

Of course not!

Not only did he not dare, he also had to happily thank all the bosses for their kindness.

Song Wei walked towards Xia Meng, his eyes always staring at Xia Meng. He always felt that this woman wearing a mask was very familiar, as if he had seen her before somewhere.

Until Song Wei stood in front of Xia Meng, he looked at Xia Meng carefully, but Xia Meng was wearing a mask. The mask completely covered the lower half of her face, and only a pair of make-up eyes looked at him coldly.

Song Wei observed for a moment, then gave Xia Meng a gentle smile, "Hello, Miss, have we met?"

Xia Meng shook his head, "I don't remember."

Xia Meng's voice was slightly hoarse, and the deliberately changed voice was still very different from Xia Meng's original voice.

This was a completely unfamiliar voice. Song Wei didn't remember the voice. He just felt that the eyes looked familiar.

Song Wei very gentlemanly invited Xia Meng to sit on the sofa nearby.

Xia Meng followed Song Wei and sat next to him.

The people next to her had already put their arms around the beautiful woman and entered the bedroom next to her while talking and laughing.

"Well," Song Wei stared at Xia Meng's face, "I'm not afraid of infection. Miss, can you take off the mask?"

"Of course," Xia Meng said, shyly, "Can... go to the room?"

"I'm... shy."

After Xia Meng said this, she lowered her head shyly.

Seeing this, Song Wei couldn't help but have a bad smile on his face, and then said in a gentle tone,

"of course can."

So, Song Wei reached out and grabbed Xia Meng's hand, hugging her forcefully into the next room.