President of Zhuma PK

An Xu quietly peeped at Song Ci's slowly naked body.

Although it's just a backside, it's enough to lift An Xu's * *.

The shoulders and neck with beautiful lines, the thin but not weak back, the buttocks wrapped in white underwear, and the white and slender legs form a nearly perfect body.

An Xu couldn't help but began to obsess over the scene of Song Ci being pressed on the bed and fucked. The thing in his crotch became harder and he pushed up his suit pants into a bag.

Song Ci quickly changed into his overalls, An Xu hurriedly looked away, staring at the phone, and didn't raise his head until Song Ci walked in front of him.

"Is it changed?" An Xu patted the seat next to him, "Come, sit with me for a while."

His crotch was still bulging, and he had to wait for the swelling to fade before he could get up.

Song Ci hugged the clothes he had just changed, and sat down next to An Xu, keeping a little distance away.

An Xu raised Erlang's legs, leaned on the armrest of the sofa with his head on his hands, looked at Song Ci's handsome profile, and said with a smile, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"Should you still be in high school?"

"I'm in freshman year of high school."

"Why would you want to work in a nightclub?"

"need money."

An Xu laughed, this child is really straightforward and cute.

"If you need money, why don't your parents ask for it?"

"Both parents are dead."

Song Ci's answer was simple and direct, with no expression on his face.

An Xu appreciates his attitude so that no one will feel sorry for him.

In fact, An Xu really didn't feel how pitiful the death of both parents was. There are many people in this world who are more pitiful than him.

"What's your relationship with Li Fan? Boyfriend?"

"No, we are just ordinary friends."

"Then have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"No."

Sure enough, he was still a baby.

An Xu smiled in satisfaction and asked, "Then what kind of man do you like?"

Song Ci asked without answering: "Brother Xu, didn't you just say you wanted to take me to the private room?"

"Oh, that's right, I was so busy talking that I forgot my business." An Xu stood up and opened a locker, "Come on, put your clothes here, this locker will be yours to use later."

Song Ci walked over, put the clothes in, closed the cabinet door, and followed An Xu out of the clothing room.

An Xu took him through a few boxes, taught him how to operate the song ordering system, told him to memorize the wine list, and taught him a few simple sales techniques, and then took him to the area where Li Fan was in charge, and asked him to Study with Li Fan for a few days.

After An Xu left, Li Fan asked, "How do you feel? Are you still used to it?"

Song Ci said: "It's pretty good, it feels quite simple."

Li Fan made no comment.

Because the business had just started and there were not many customers, Li Fan took Song Ci through the work process and even performed a mock drill.

Song Ci was already smart, and it didn't take long for him to do something decent.

After eight o'clock, the number of customers began to increase.

Li Fan did not allow Song Ci to have face-to-face contact with the guests, and took over the work of serving in the box alone. He only asked Song Ci to do some errands, such as carrying wine and cigarettes, and only let him deliver to the door of the box. , and then sent in by Li Fan, but when he came out, he handed over all the tips he got to Song Ci.

After one night, Song Ci's pocket was full of red hundred-yuan bills.

At two o'clock in the morning, the two of them got off work together and took the night bus home.

Apart from the driver and conductor, there were only the two of them in the car, so Song Ci took out the money in his pocket, flattened one by one and stacked them together, and counted them, it was as much as 1000 yuan.

Song Ci didn't have any happy look on his face, and silently put the money back into his pocket.

Although Song Ci didn't enter the box all day, he saw Li Fan serving inside through the crack of the door.

Song Ci will never forget the way Li Fan squatted on the ground opening a beer, bent over to light cigarettes for others, and picked up banknotes thrown on the table.

The money was obtained by Li Fan selling his pride and dignity, how could Song Ci be happy.

His only wish now is to get Li Fan out of that place as soon as possible.

What Song Ci has to do is to earn money and pay off debts before he can persuade Li Fan to change jobs.

"Are you tired?" Li Fan asked.

"a little bit."

Song Ci was indeed sleepy. He usually had a regular schedule, and he would definitely go to bed before ten o'clock, otherwise he would lose energy in class the next day. Today he stayed up until two o'clock in the morning for the first time, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Then sleep for a while, I will call you when we arrive at the station."

"it is good."

Song Ci leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes, and snored slightly after a while.

Li Fan stretched out his hand and put Song Ci's head on his shoulder, then raised his hand to cover Song Ci's eyes, blocking the light from street lamps and car lights.

When they arrived at the station, Li Fan woke up Song Ci and got off the bus together.

After getting off the bus, you have to walk two more stops to get home.

Song Ciqiang cheered up and walked on the sidewalk with Li Fan.

Li Fan said: "If you keep going on like this, how can you be energetic in class when school starts? Don't do it."

Song Ci yawned and said, "Just get used to it."

Li Fan didn't say anything more.

Back home, Song Ci fell asleep on the bed.

Li Fan helped him cover the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When going to work the next day, Song Ci asked An Xu to keep an eye on the box alone.

An Xu took a few business knowledge tests, and Song Ci answered very well, so An Xu took him to a private room.

"This is an independent presidential box, which is separated from other boxes. All the receptionists are vvips. From now on, you will be responsible for the service. The guests in this box are much more generous than other guests. Tips usually start at [-]. It is possible to have tens of thousands of happy guests. I think you are handsome and eye-catching, so I arranged for you to serve in this box, and it is impossible for others to ask for this kind of opportunity."

Song Ci hurriedly said, "Thank you Brother Xu."

An Xu felt that Brother Xu called out from Song Ci's mouth was many times sweeter than others, and he felt very benefited. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and picked Song Ci's chin with his index finger, and said with a smile: "Work hard, Brother Xu is indispensable." Your benefit."

Song Ci was caught off guard by his touch, disgusted in his heart, but forced a smile on his face, and said, "I will do it well."

An Xu reached out and patted Song Ci's shoulder again, and walked away with a smile.

As soon as An Xu left, Song Ci went to the bathroom on his back, and scrubbed the touched area for a long time until his skin hurt.

Taking out a paper towel to wipe off the water on his face, Song Ci returned to the door of the box and stood there, waiting for the guests to arrive.

Song Ci didn't wait for a long time before An Xu led a man in a suit and leather shoes.

Song Ci hastily pushed open the door of the box, stood by the door with his head down, and waited for the man to arrive, bowing and saying hello.

The man walked into the private room, followed by An Xu.

An Xu smiled and asked, "Young Master Qin, whose channel are you ordering today?"

The man sat down on the sofa, put his legs up on the table, and said, "No one will order. I'll take a rest here. You can go out."

An Xu hurriedly laughed and said, "Okay, then you rest, and let the waiter call me if you need anything."

The man waved his hand impatiently, and An Xu withdrew from the box, followed by Song Ci, and closed the door behind him.

An Xu frowned.

"This man's name is Qin Song, and he is the most famous rich second generation in S City. He is famous because he is rich, and the most important thing is that he has a very bad temper, and he is easy to fight when he disagrees with him. I heard that he used to be angry Hit and killed someone with a car, and then he was settled by his father. Nothing happened. I see that he is not in a good mood today, and you are officially on the job for the first time. I am worried that something is wrong with you, or you should change someone ..."

"No need." Song Ci interrupted him in a low voice, "I can do it."

An Xu was silent for three seconds, and said, "Okay, be careful, you must call me if anything happens, you know?"

Song Ci nodded, "I know."

Song Ci's beeper on his wrist suddenly vibrated.

"Brother Xu, the customer calls for service, I'll go first."

An Xu nodded, and it happened that his cell phone rang too, so he walked away quickly.

Song Ci symbolically knocked on the door three times, pushed the door open, and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"

Qin Song leaned back on the black leather sofa, closed his eyes, stretched his legs, and ordered in a deep voice: "Take off my shoes."

Song Ci walked over, bent down to help him take off his leather shoes, and put them on the edge of the sofa.

Qin Song still didn't open his eyes, patted the place beside him, and said, "Come here."

Song Ci didn't know what he was going to do, so he hesitated for two seconds, remembering what An Xu said just now, he walked over to him and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Qin Song turned upside down.

Song Ci was about to get up in a hurry, but Qin Song had already lay down with his legs on his pillow.

Qin Song's tall body was curled up on the sofa, facing outward on Song Ci's lap, his face was as pale as paper, showing a heavy sickness, and his voice was tired, "Don't move, let me sleep for a while, Qian You are indispensable."

Song Ci didn't say a word, but suppressed his disgust, slowly relaxed his body, and sat back with his back.

A moment later, when Song Ci thought Qin Song had fallen asleep, he suddenly heard him say, "Can you sing a lullaby?"

Song Ci does know one.

When Mr. Yang broke his leg, Song Ci and Li Fan often helped Mrs. Yang take care of Xiao Shitou.As long as Xiao Shitou cries, Li Fan will sing that nursery rhyme to him, and he will soon be able to lull Xiao Shitou to sleep.Because the effect was so good, Song Ci learned from Li Fan, and often sang it to Xiao Shitou to lull him to sleep.

"meeting."

"just sing."

Song Ci began to sing.

"I am a little frog,

I have a big mouth.

The eyes grew large,

When I see a pest, I eat it in one bite.

I am a little frog,

The front legs are short and the hind legs are long.

live in the sky, come to climb on the water,

When I see a pest, I eat it in one bite. "

When Song Ci sang for the third time, the faint snore started.

He stopped, looked down, and unexpectedly found that Qin Song was very handsome, with sword eyebrows and long eyelashes, a straight nose and thin lips, a bit like some unnamed male star.

Song Ci withdrew his gaze, reached out and took the suit jacket that was thrown aside, and put it on Qin Song.

Not long after, Song Ci's legs went numb.

He tried to divert his attention and began to memorize the periodic table of elements silently, but unexpectedly, it had a hypnotic effect, and he fell asleep leaning on the sofa.