gold master kidney is not good

22.

I'm here to deal with the mess.

At that time, the benefactor of the foreman on our floor seemed to have played a love game on a whim. As a result, the foreman suffered a work-related injury and is still lying on the bed of the benefactor’s house. Fortunately, this kind of thing is not uncommon. In the situation, I have relatively deep qualifications and experience, so I temporarily took on this level of work.

No matter how strict the system is in a conference hall, some conflicts will always be unavoidable.

The conflict that day was actually very simple, that is, the customer wanted to try a new bone that was difficult to chew, and the corners of the new MB had not been smoothed, so he played a little temper with the customer, and got a stallion man who wanted to conquer the beauty The guests are not happy.

But because the status of a guest is more expensive, if the person who handles this matter fails, it will turn into a not-so-simple conflict.

But no matter how big things are, I have gone through them before, but I am very confident and don't take them to heart. Anyway, the worst results are those. I am very familiar with the routines of the guild hall.

I straightened my uniform, led the two obedient and sensible MBs I brought out with my own hands, knocked on the door of the half-hidden box, and greeted the guests at the other end respectfully.

I waited for the people inside to let us in before I pushed open the door of the box.

There were a total of six people in the box, three master guests, three MBs in guild uniforms, the two next to MB didn't let go of their arms around MB's waist, and the middle one was holding their arms, a rather handsome young man, probably The guest who wanted to gnaw a new bone but his teeth collapsed, the coffee table in front of him collapsed, and a young boy fell down next to the coffee table, covering his swollen cheeks, his eyes under the long eyelashes were wet, but he still stubbornly endured it. He tried not to let the water in his eye sockets fall, as if even half a drop would kill him.

After a short glance, I can roughly understand what happened. It was nothing more than that the guest did something that he thought was exciting but our little newcomer thought it was too much, and then the little newcomer resisted. The guest felt offended, so he fanned He slapped him and slapped the newly grown child to the ground and half hit the coffee table and couldn't get up for a long time.

People with discerning eyes look at this scene, and after a cursory glance at the unscathed guest with a sky-high chin, and the half-sitting newcomer with half of his cheeks swollen like a pig's head, he can know who is more disadvantaged.

But we can’t look at it that way, the mental damage of the customer is much more important than the physical damage of the little MB sold, right?

I immediately asked someone to lift up the little MB, which would only lie on the ground and block the eyes of guests, and send it out.

Who would have thought that the guest who was still holding his chin down just now spoke to the sky-high guest, "Did I ask you to take this bitch away?"

Well, people's customers are God, and if God wants to keep people, can we drag them away?

We had to stand respectfully and wait for the guests to speak again.

"Young master's interest today was ruined by this slut, won't you send it over after being trained better? Tell me, how do you want to compensate our three brothers now?"

Me: ... We really don't want to carry this blame. It's your own preference, young master. You just want to gnaw hard bones. In the end, you can't gnaw it yourself, but it's our fault. We are also very wronged... But Well, who told you to be God, you are what you say.

I maintained a standard smile, waiting for God's next instruction.

The guest rubbed his chin, wandered for a while, and his dark but handsome eyes came to my face, and he suddenly smiled, "Well," he glanced at the nameplate on my chest, "Oh, Ah John, today you go back three times with our brothers and stay with us all night, let us play as we like, how about it?"

23.

I was stunned, and thought about the request for a while, oh, I heard it, it turned out that I was asked to accompany them, I thought I was going to make some request, it was so simple, it seemed that they didn't know me The glorious record in the guild hall in the past, the group skin is really a small case.

Before I had time to happily agree to him, the little newcomer, who was half-sitting on the ground like a dead fish, jumped up at this moment. The little MB like a child stood in front of me with that half-pig-headed face and said, "John, the foreman, don't promise him! This is something I caused, you, what do you want, what, come to me alone alright!"

He acted as if something big would happen after I responded, and I was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, not knowing what to say.

I looked at the back of the head of the boy who was half a head shorter than me trembling in front of me, and wanted to rub my hands a little itchy.

At such a serious moment, I actually sneaked away, and felt that this thin figure was strangely familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere...

Where have you seen it?I thought hard.

Just when I was thinking hard, the guest seemed to be stimulated by a small pet that bit back, and finally abandoned his self-cultivation for a while, and yelled, "Bitch! Did I ask you to call me back!" He raised his hand, wanting to Add a roundness to the half-pig-headed face of this little newcomer.

Fortunately, I pulled the little newcomer who was standing still stupidly to the back in time, and received the slap for him, hiss, it's no wonder that the little newcomer turned into a half-faced face. My mouth was full of bloody smell, my ears were buzzing, and I didn't recover from it for a long time.

After finally regaining my senses, I heard the little newcomer whimpering next to my fragile ears, which made my ears hurt even more.

I didn't care about what the guest had said before this time. I felt that sooner or later the little newcomer would become more and more chaotic here, so I just asked one of the people who accompanied me to take him away to heal the wound on his face.

This kid was not honest when he was taken away, he looked back frequently, and finally disappeared at the door after being beaten up several times by my sensible Asong.

In fact, I can completely avoid this slap, but if I can avoid this slap, the guests will inevitably become more embarrassed and angry, thinking that our guild hall is ganging up to bully him alone, and it will be bad if it becomes big. It can't hurt the face of the guild hall, right?

I rubbed the hot side of my cheek, endured the pain, and pulled out the spring-like smile that the old foreman taught to face the guests. It was probably due to external force, and my first reaction was subconscious. shrunk back.

Me: ...It's really hard to serve!What do you want from me!How To!fall.

The guest seemed to realize that what he did just now had hurt the fragile heart of a dedicated MB (it didn't), coughed dryly, straightened his body, and at least maintained his fucking son-in-law character, raised his chin and questioned me, " Who told you to take that bitch away, I haven't said that I will let him go, you want to accompany us today, and I want that bitch too!"

Shall I call you back?You can eat two and a half pig faces, you are really the most individual guest I have seen in recent years, even the ones I met that year who liked to watch MB being fucked by their own pets just didn’t do it by themselves Uncle Lu is still amazing.

I stared at the difficult brat in front of me, took a deep breath in my heart, and said, "I asked them to send Ying Nan to apply to his face, and he bumped his waist, so I might not be able to serve Jiang tonight." I'm missing you, if you don't mind, can I let A Luo replace him first?"

Hearing this, Young Master Jiang looked critically at the person I brought over, he looked very reluctant, I really wanted to hit him.

Fortunately, this master may have finally realized that he wanted to let go of the poor little MB who was begging for life, and he was about to nod his noble head. The breath in my trachea was just half relieved. On the other hand, he revealed a three-point surprise and seven-point respectful smile, "Master Wen!"

The other two guests who had been flirting with MB on both sides also let go of their hands and stood up at this time.

I turned my head and saw a tall figure standing at the door of the box. The outside of the box was much brighter than the inside, and the light came in through the circle of his figure.

24.

Damn it blinded me.

I quickly closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, this Young Master Wen had already walked up to me and stood there.

The guest who was naughty just now was acting like a dog now, only to have a tail dangling behind him like it was broken.

"Young Master Wen, why are you here?" the guest asked cautiously.

This stern-sounding Wen Shao glanced at him, and replied indifferently with a "hmm".

I held back my laughter, and I really wanted to say something for the guests, "I'm most afraid of the sudden silence of the air"...

The rank of the guest was obviously not enough, and there was a bit of embarrassment on his face, but he quickly covered it up, and after a few words, he chatted with this young master Wen again, saying "um".

I was quietly on the sidelines as a wallflower.

From their conversations, I probably picked up some information. One of them is that this Young Master Wen is known for his cleanliness in their circle of rich people. I don’t know why he came here today. No wonder I haven’t seen much in the clubhouse. The second is that the guest’s father and uncle are trying to cooperate with this Wen Shao’s company, so the guest expressed that he will help if there is any help. In my opinion, the guest wants to recommend himself as the guide and the old driver. Take his meaning.

Speaking of this, the cold and rich boy who only replied three or four sentences finally said more than one word, "No need."

Then he suddenly shifted his gaze to me, and the guest immediately recounted all the things that happened just now, as if he had received something.

Me as a wallflower: ? ? ? ? ?

24.5 [Small Theater-About the perception of each other during this meeting]

Jiang Suo: The god-level guest who looks very awesome, I really want to lick his long legs!

Jiang Suo: Also, I know that customers don't have a good impression of my half-pig-headed face, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen! (a lot of drama, self-willed)

Wen Yijiang: ...