Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

Boss Wang, a native of Fen City, has a few upstarts in mines. He is called "Wang Tiger". He has only come to Shenhai City to develop in recent years. He has never seen the world. He doesn't know the way of doing things, and the way he handles things is too barbaric, all the boys he picks will inevitably end up getting hurt.

But Wang Huohu himself was not ashamed but proud. He would show off his "record" when he saw people, and tortured a few boys. What happened to those boys, so everyone in the store avoided him. That's why Yan Jiaming, a stunned young man who doesn't know what's good or bad, rushed up and bumped into it.

Wang Miao nervously stuck to the door of the box where Wang Huo was staying and listened carefully, but there were too many chaotic voices inside, and Yan Jiaming's voice did not enter his ears. Wang Miao pursed his lips anxiously and walked around the door From time to time, he patted himself hard on the head, forcing himself to find a way out. He retreated to the entrance with a "tsk", and put on a peaked cap from the familiar waiter. He raised his hand and lowered the brim of the hat to clear his throat. Back at the door of Wang Huhu's box, Wang Miao knocked on the door: "Mr. Wang."

"Who are you? Why are you looking for Boss Wang? You can't be a paparazzi who came to make an unannounced visit, right?" Showing a mouthful of golden teeth, he spoke impatiently.

"Hi, may I ask if Boss Wang ordered a young master named Yan Jiaming?" Wang Miao lowered his head and hid half of his face in the shadow under the brim of his hat.

"Yeah, what's the matter." Liu Menglong nodded.

"I'm a staff member of the public relations department. I'm very sorry. Yan Jiaming has not yet reached the standard to receive guests independently. The public relations department was negligent. I'm very sorry." Wang Miao took a step back and bowed, and said.

"Brother, it's from the public relations department here, not some unannounced reporter, saying that this kid hasn't been taught well." Liu Menglong suddenly realized, and he turned to let the door open to talk to Wang Huhu.

"Hey his mother, let me just say, why didn't he call out this time, that person, call him in for a glass of wine, I'll ask him how he does things!" Wang Huo looked at Yan Jiaming who was curled up on one side, With a slap on his thigh, he threw the whip in his hand on the table and said.

"Come in!" Liu Menglong called Wang Miao in with a vicious voice.

"Boss Wang, he's new here and doesn't understand anything, so please forgive me." Wang Miao caught a glimpse of the sobbing Yan Jiaming lying on the ground from the corner of his vision, and felt a "thump" in his heart.

"His mother is like a dead pig, unlucky." Wang Huo poured the wine in the glass on Yan Jiaming.

"You're right, we can exchange another one for you, the fee is the same as his, do you think it's okay?" Wang Miao said with a smile.

"In the middle, I heard that you have a pillar named Wang Miao, and asked him to come and drink with me." Wang Huo patted his beer belly and leaned on the sofa, "Let's taste what this pillar is like! "

"Sorry, Mr. Wang, Wang Miao's recent appointments are all full, and it is really impossible to adjust, but we are here to have fun, you spent money, it's God, do you think this is good, we will find you one Good public relations skills, let you have fun." Wang Miao's face was not good-looking under the brim of his hat.

"Alright!" Wang Huo waved his hand.

"Get up." Wang Miao lifted Yan Jiaming who was curled up on the ground, "Apologize to Mr. Wang."

"Yes, no, I'm sorry Wang, Wang Wang, Mr. Wang..." Yan Jiaming's face was extremely pale.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wang." Wang Miao pushed Yan Jiaming out of the room, apologized again and closed the door of the box.

"I'm not, I didn't mess it up on purpose..." Yan Jiaming was still in shock, staggered to follow Wang Miao's pace, and apologized in a hoarse voice.

"Shut up." Wang Miao said in a low voice without looking sideways.

"Wang—" Yan Jiaming said in surprise.

"Shut up!" Wang Miao gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words to interrupt Yan Jiaming. He turned his head and saw that no one was following him before cursing in a low voice, "Do you want to kill me by shouting so loudly?"

"I'll give you medicine." Wang Miao took off his hat and threw it into his locker without looking back.

"Ah, oh!" Yan Jiaming hurriedly followed suit.

"Are you stupid? As long as you are still a top student, do you know what the old saying goes, you know what it means?" Wang Miao locked the door of the storage room, took out the medicine box and sat behind Yan Jiaming, hating iron for being weak He raised his hand and slapped the back of Yan Jiaming's neck, "Do you look like a good man with Wang Huhu's sloppy face, or Liu Menglong with his big gold teeth and bald head?"

"They said he was rich, let me try it." Yan Jiaming, who was relieved, defended in a low voice.

"Are you a fool? Why doesn't he try it himself when he is rich? Let me tell you again that this is society, not your school. Sooner or later, you will be eaten by them without even bones left." Wang Miao used tweezers Pick up the medical cotton ball and dip it in the normal saline bottle, and carefully clean the wound for Yan Jiaming, "Are you really stupid or fake."

"Hiss, it hurts." Yan Jiaming yelled with his eyes closed, ignoring Wang Miao's words.

"Endure it." Wang Miao kept changing the cotton balls to clean Yan Jiaming's wound, "The hydrogen peroxide will hurt even more, those props are not clean, don't get any unclean disease."

"I'm not afraid with my brother around." Yan Jiaming nodded.

"A big client will come in a few days, and I'll find out for you. He is very rich and wants to find someone to play with. You have to seize this opportunity to perform well, you know?" The bacterial dressing was covered on Yan Jiaming's wound, and finally tied with gauze, "Don't get wet, don't drink."

"Big customer, I can't do it, I..." Yan Jiaming turned his head and said timidly.

"I said you can do it." Wang Miao stuffed the medicine box back into the cabinet, and he took out his shirt from the sterile bag and threw it to Yan Jiaming.

"Brother, why are you helping me?" Yan Jiaming changed his clothes, stood stiffly in the corner and said.

"You are lucky." Wang Miao opened the door of the storage room.

"Brother, let me treat you to dinner!" Yan Jiaming chased after Wang Miao and showed his hospitality.

"How much money do you have, get out." Wang Miao sat on the steps in front of the store and lit a cigarette. He took out 100 yuan in his pocket and gave it to Yan Jiaming, "Go and buy me a bottle of juice, two boxes of Yuxi, yes I want the juice to be iced."

"Oh good." Yan Jiaming took the money and turned around and ran away.

"Xiao Miao, why are you sitting here?" Xiao Yijie followed out panting, "Good guy, you ran so fast, you didn't catch up to me without seeing me, the store is very lively now , Tiger Wang is making trouble in the store."

"Brother Xiao, sit down." Wang Miao patted the steps beside him, "Brother, do you smoke?"

"I just smoked it, I won't smoke it anymore." Xiao Yijie waved his hand, "Why did you run away all of a sudden?"

"A client I know is drunk. I'll take care of them. I just sent them away." Wang Miao made up nonsense without changing his expression, "What's wrong with Tiger Wang? Who dares to provoke him?"

"Who knows, you have to say that your store played him, took away the person he ordered, and the person who promised to change has not passed yet, or that he is a bumpkin. What kind of place is this? People can change it if they want. "Xiao Yijie didn't doubt what Wang Miao said, he spat, utterly disdainful of Wang Huo's behavior.

"Drunk." Wang Miao smiled, and flicked out the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Brother Miao, your juice, cigarettes, and the money you got back." Yan Jiaming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and handed the things in his hand to Wang Miao.

"Hey, you came just in time." Wang Miao unscrewed the juice and took a sip, "Let me introduce, this is Boss Xiao."

"Hello Boss Xiao." Yan Jiaming stretched out his hand.

"Oh, who is this handsome guy?" Xiao Yijie grasped Yan Jiaming's hand reluctantly, and asked leeryly.

"Yan Jiaming, the person I promised to find for you is the first day of work today, what do you think, Jiaming, please turn around and show Boss Xiao a clear look." Yan Jiaming said with a smile on his cheek.

"Okay, okay, great, that big boss likes this!" Xiao Yijie looked at Yan Jiaming carefully, then turned his head and gave Wang Miao a thumbs up, "I can't call you Xiao Miao in the future, I have to call you Brother Miao, Brother Miao, you have sharp eyes and are powerful, brother, I am convinced."

"Admit it, brother Xiao, I don't think it's good to discuss business here, it's too noisy." Wang Miao glanced at Yan Jiaming from the corner of his eye, and moved his eyes to signal Yan Jiaming to sit beside Xiao Yijie.

"Brother Miao told me where to go, I don't know how to play, Brother Miao, please enlighten me." Xiao Yijie put his arms on Yan Jiaming's shoulders and circled the child.

"In the flower room, it's courtyard-style. The place is beautiful and quiet. I still don't accept individual visitors. It just so happens that I have a friend who is a shareholder there. I can introduce you to help people send the Buddha to the west. What's more It's your big Buddha." Wang Miaobie looked at the busy traffic in front of him and said with a smile.

"The scene, I can't let you run errands for nothing, like this." Xiao Yijie lowered his head and took out his wallet and took out a card to hand to Yan Jiaming who was beside him, "Go and buy some wine, buy the most expensive set meal and put it under Brother Miao's name. Give it to Brother Miao."

"Oh, good!" Yan Jiaming nodded.

"Wang Huhu is drunk and crazy in the lobby, be smart and stay away." Wang Miao hinted.

"That's right, you have to stay away from him, that guy is drunk and insane!" Xiao Yijie didn't understand the relationship, and agreed.

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