The white moonlight gl

Mo Rantong has a mobile phone.

An elderly phone that can only make and receive calls, send and receive text messages, and take pictures.

Of course, the photos that came out were blurred to death.

On weekdays, Mo Rantong seldom takes out her mobile phone, because she feels ashamed and afraid that others will ask her where she bought it, why she fell in love with this kind of mobile phone, did not buy the latest smart phone, etc., and is afraid that others will use strange ones. Look at her.

There is a photo in her mobile phone, and there is only one, which is a single portrait of a woman in her graduation photo.

The photo taken was very blurry, almost covering up the woman's beauty completely, leaving only an illusory but still alluring silhouette.

Mo Rantong, on the other hand, regards this photo as a treasure and looks at it every day.

However, the paper man who has been crazy about it, its ups and downs, and all the sadness and despair for it suddenly appeared not far away. As long as she wants to, she can walk up to see her, and even talk to her and have physical contact with her. Contact, Mo Rantong was excited for a moment, and he couldn't remember to be cautious and keep a low profile so as not to cause trouble.

"Are you sick?!"

Xu Nan was very angry and humiliated again and again. She really wanted to kill someone.

"Go get your manager over here?!"

The people around were silent, Xu Nan angrily scolded Mo Rantong while wiping his face with a piece of paper. She insisted on her identity and did not want to get entangled with such a small person as Mo Rantong.

Even if she is angry.

Mo Rantong nodded silently, she was ready to be fired, liquidated, or even punched and kicked by others.

She doesn't regret it, she just blames it because she has no money, no power, no influence, and failed to tarnish her, her...

Mo Rantong sighed in disappointment.

She has no right to say anything, she is nothing and has nothing to do with her.

...

"Qingqing, something seems to have happened over there."

The blue bar is not small, but she couldn't bear the closeness between the two parties. Lan Ya kept staring secretly at the women who coveted Feng Qingshui, so when she saw Xu Nan surrounded by some people, she immediately went to the bar. Found.

"Oh?" Looking in the direction Lan Ya pointed, Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows when she saw one of them, and a playful look flashed across her white jade-like face.

"Then let's go and see, let's see the excitement."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingshui put down her wine glass, Yingying stood up, and left, leaving Lan Ya sitting in her original position, sluggish: "...?"

Since when did Qingqing like to watch the excitement?

After reacting, Lan Ya immediately followed her. She has learned martial arts, karate, taekwondo, and Sanda since elementary school. Therefore, although she looks petite and soft, in fact, no one in the imperial capital circle dares to provoke her. Is it a tall and mighty man, or a relatively weaker woman.

No way, most people can't beat her, but those who can beat her don't dare to beat her. After all, if she is injured or wronged, the whole Lan family will support her.

Few people can stand this posture.

The two approached, just in time to see the blue manager bent over to apologize to Xu Nan with a smile, and the delicate woman in the waiter's clothes lowered her head and looked dumb, and there was a blue foreman with a bad face beside her. After all, Mo Rantong The waiter was recruited by her, and if something went wrong, she might be implicated.

Feng Qingshui stopped and listened for a while, Xu Nan was aggressive, and the blue manager looked awkward, and kept saying that he would deal with Mo Rantong and fire him.

His eyes fell on the delicate woman who didn't explain anything from the beginning to the end. Feng Qingshui looked her up and down interestingly. This undisguised movement made Mo Rantong look over. , then...

!!!

Amused by Mo Rantong's silly and surprised blushing expression, Feng Qingshui's eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the corners of her mouth are raised. At this time, she, who is already captivating, seems to be open, and people can't stop looking at her body and face. It seems to be lost.

The beautiful woman who thinks about it day and night is smiling at her?

Mo Rantong's throat is dry, and he feels that everything around him has disappeared. In his eyes, heart, and ears, there is only this woman's smile and laughter. What Xu Nan, what blue manager and blue foreman, go fuck it .

Fuck, really...

What a wave.

Thinking of this, Mo Rantong's face suddenly turned livid. She turned her gaze back stiffly and lowered her head. She clenched her hands into fists and gritted her teeth.

"Ok?"

Tilting her head slightly, blinking her eyes, Feng Qingshui glanced at the back of the little waiter's head in confusion, and stepped forward leisurely: "What's wrong?"

Someone once said that Feng Qingshui's voice is like a sea monster, full of bewitching, people can't help but want to listen to it again, like an addiction.

At this time, Feng Qingshui deliberately suppressed the tone, she looked at Xu Nanlan, the manager and foreman and others, smiling charmingly and enchantingly.

Xu Nan and others: "..."

Suddenly, his anger stagnated, and Xu Nan panickedly covered the cloth of the shirt that was soaked in alcohol with his hands, not wanting to lose his image in front of the beauty.

Xu Nan: "No, nothing."

Everyone: "..." The speed of this face change can be confused with the entertainment industry.

"That's it." Nodding, Feng Qingshui looked at Lan's manager and the foreman, and then at the several female customers sitting with Xu Nan, until the faces of the crowd turned red, feeling very uncomfortable, and then lightly Smiling lightly, he said, "We are destined to meet each other. Tonight, I will reserve the venue for Blue. I invite all the wine."

Everyone was stunned.

It will cost several hundred or even tens of millions for this night, right?

After all, Blue's consumption is not low, and the female guests they receive also have a certain financial ability. These people come to Blue once, and the minimum consumption per capita is several thousand. It is the amount of consumption that will increase several times.

The blue manager hesitated: "...this?"

It stands to reason that she should happily go down this step, but who made the female guest in front of her look so amazing, the blue manager herself is a T, and looking at Feng Qingshui at this time, she actually felt a little sympathetic.

Bah, the blue manager spurned herself in her heart, because of her beauty, she couldn't even adhere to the principle of a businessman chasing profit.

"That's it."

There is no reason why money cannot be spent, Feng Qingshui waved her hand casually, pointed to the waiter who had been bowing her head, that is, Mo Rantong, and said plainly: "She, I look good, let her serve me alone tonight Bar."

hey?

The blue manager looked at the beautiful female customer, and then looked thoughtfully at his own waiter who had done something wrong. After a few seconds, he nodded without hesitation: "OK."

Everyone and Lan Ya who didn't have time to stop: "..."

There were so many things to say, and they didn't know what to say. Feng Qingshui never cared how others looked at her or judged her, so she walked up to Mo Rantong and stood still without hesitation. Feng Qingshui frivolously lifted her Mo Ran rubbed his chin, first looked at her face, then carefully looked into her eyes, and nodded in satisfaction.

"not bad."

As for what is a good method, each person has his own interpretation method.

Mo Rantong was completely stunned.

However, anyone who stood in her position would probably be dull.

"Let's go."

Mo Rantong: "..."

The woman in front of her let go of her chin, and seemed to have said something to her. Mo Rantong couldn't hear what the other party was saying at all, but instinctively followed behind her, her footsteps were flimsy, as if she was about to fall in the next second .

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, with different ideas, and some people were ready to move, but when they heard that the person had booked Lan Lan, they all stopped thinking.

Xu Nan's face was as gloomy as ink, and beside her, the woman who said that Feng Qingshui was a canary not long ago exaggeratedly slapped the table and screamed in a low voice: "Hao, what a hoo, who spent millions, I'm Take back what you just said, this Canary who is not a boss, what the hell is she is the boss himself?!"

These people, even Xu Nan, who is the richest among them, can't do this. Those with millions of dollars, they would rather buy a sports car, buy jewelry and post them on Weibo in Moments, rather than throwing them out for nothing .

After all, although their family is rich, they are not the only ones in their family. In this society where the heirs of the family are generally male, these people at most get some small shares of the family business and receive dividends every year. Think so much.

Like some unfavored, only a little real estate.

Hundreds of millions, in their view, is quite a lot.

One of them looked at Xu Nan's stinky face, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true, maybe this guy is ambitious and wants to find some extra excitement?"

Spending the big guy's money to cuckold the big guy, this operation...

Really coquettish.

Xu Nan was silent and didn't speak, but his expression looked a little better.

On the other side, Lan Ya, who was in a daze all the way, didn't jump until she returned to her original position, as if the pause button was canceled: "Qingqing!"

Staring at Qingqing, and then at the equally dazed waiter, Lan Ya swept Mo Rantong several times, but she didn't see anything good about her that she was able to catch Qingqing's eyes: "Why did you throw such a thing for nothing for her?" Rich?"

It's not easy for Qingqing to make money, Lan Ya directly turned into a violent Lan Ya and said: "If you want breasts and butts, what can she do?"

Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong who heard this said: "..."

There was a strange silence, Feng Qingshui knew that Lan Ya had misunderstood her, but there was no need to explain.

It was Mo Rantong, who gave Lan Ya a cold look, ignored Feng Qingshui, and continued to look at the ground as the background board.

What can she say, what qualifications does she have to say?

On such an occasion, Mo Rantong felt extremely embarrassed to face this woman who made her dream in such a capacity.

In her vision, she will meet her with an attitude of equality and even as her backstage.

Feng Qingshui: "...Lan Ya, sit down first."

Signaling Lan Ya to be calm with her eyes, Feng Qingshui looked at the woman who was fooling her behind her back, and curled her lips: "Hey, look up, what do you know?" Baihe Pavilion

this question...

Ink-dyed and woody, Feng Qingshui looked at each other without saying a word.

Tsk, she still has a little temper, Feng Qingshui smiled heartily, but on the surface, she looked disgusted and wanted to return the goods: "You don't know anything, then..."

"I will."

His voice was dry and stiff, Mo Rantong's eyes were dark, and he said word by word, "I can do whatever you want me to do."