After being reborn, he was targeted by the scumbag's white moonlight

Wen Yao still found a job.

Worked as a waiter in a bar - although he didn't have the qualifications, but the manager saw that he was good-looking, sweet-talking, so he made an exception and let him stay.

He didn't know if he was really blocked, but he was in urgent need of money now, and finding a job was the most important thing, and in this bar, although the salary was monthly, I heard that there would be tips, which was quite OK

And this bar is so high-end, even the waiter's clothes are superb-shirts, trousers, vests, and bow ties. Wearing them on him, it doesn't look like a waiter who serves people, as if he is going to walk the red carpet to receive an award.

Wen Yao really likes this outfit, and with the job, he can walk much more easily.

The bar didn't open until nine o'clock in the evening, and it didn't open until two o'clock in the middle of the night. He came early and was familiar with each booth and box. When it officially started, he wasn't in such a hurry.

This job is different from the previous jobs. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but he got used to it quickly.

He is good-looking and has a sweet mouth. The customers like him quite a lot. There is a sister in her thirties in the box who added his WeChat and sent him a red envelope of 520 yuan on the spot. He was so moved. Cried:

"Thank you sister, you are a good person, I will remember you in my life!"

Seeing that he was really about to cry, the older sister smiled with a pair of big eyes filled with tears on her immature face, she was moved and said:

"Shut up, your manager will find out later, and he will share your tips."

"Yeah!" Wen Yao nodded like a pounding garlic, quickly wiped away her tears, and went out.

The bar was full of people, the music was blaring, and there was a DJ playing discs there. Wen Yao actually thought it was noisy, but he was still very happy to get a little money today, so he didn't care about these things.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, he went into a box. There were many people in that box, both men and women. Among them was a man with a stern face, dressed in a particularly rich manner, and there was a Maserati key in front of him—Wen Yao knew him well. The hallmark of these luxury cars.

When he went in, there was a stack of hundred-yuan bills in front of the local tyrant. He just put down the fruit plate that was brought in, when the man with a stern face stopped him:

"Hey, the money is all for you."

Everyone around fell silent.

Wen Yao looked at the stack of money, his eyes lit up - there was at least 2000 yuan there!

"Really? Thank you boss!"

He reached for it, and another big fat hand suddenly grabbed his wrist:

"Tsk, why are you so ignorant?"

Wen Yao turned to look at him, stunned.

Isn't it a direct payment?What else to do?

The man wearing glasses next to the man saw him in a daze, smiled maliciously and said:

"Little brother, you have to take good care of our brother Qian, this money is for you."

Wen Yao looked at him inquisitively, the man's gaze did not look kind, he felt that Brother Qian might want him to do some nasty things, so he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and he said with a sneer:

"Then thank you boss, I appreciate it. ... I wish you all a good time!"

He turned to leave.

"stop!"

The tone of the person behind was not kind.

Wen Yao didn't want to cause trouble, so she hurriedly stopped, turned around and smiled at the other party: "Sir, do you have anything else to do?"

"Are you looking down on me, huh?" That brother Qian sat there with his chin raised high, looking arrogant.

"No, sir, we treat all the customers who come to consume equally!" Wen Yao suppressed the nervousness in his heart, smiled sweetly, and felt that his reply was excellent.

"Then you won't serve me?" After the man finished speaking, the man with glasses beside him smiled and said:

"Brother Qian, my little brother is probably shy, seeing how young he is! Huh?..."

As he spoke, he winked at the other party vigorously.

So that brother Qian really wanted to understand something, and immediately got up and walked towards Wen Yao:

"Okay, let's go, you have served well, and I will give you more money!"

As she said that, she was about to reach out to hug Wen Yao, but Wen Yao took a step back in fright:

"I... I won't go!"

After finishing speaking, I felt that my tone seemed a little rushed, and said quickly:

"I, I have other jobs, I'm leaving first!"

Said, turned around and walked quickly.

"Stop, why are you running—"

The man behind him quickly caught up, grabbed his shoulders, and said with a smile:

"Little brother, I have a bad temper. If you dare to make me angry, I will ask your manager to fire you..."

He reeked of alcohol and smelled of cigarette smoke. Although his face was smiling, his hands were tightly hugged. Wen Yao was so afraid of his attitude of hiding a knife in his smile. He could no longer calm down and struggled desperately:

"I don't do those things... Please, let me go..."

Everyone in the corridor looked over.

That Brother Qian became angry from embarrassment: "Don't toast and eat fine wine!"

The stronger the hand on the waist, the more pain Wen Yao was pinched, and the tears burst out again:

"I didn't, please... let me go..."

But the man didn't listen at all, and walked deep into the corridor with his arms around him.

And the people around seemed to be used to it, they all took a step back, but no one came to help him.

Wen Yao didn't dare to yell, he still had to work here after all, it would definitely not be good for him to make a big fuss, so he could only scream while struggling:

"You let me go... let me go! I don't do those things!"

"Isn't it okay to add money to you? You are so beautiful, why don't you sell it here?" That brother Qian smiled incomparably, and hugged him tightly, "Little brother, I won't treat you badly... ..."

"Please..." Seeing that Wen Yao was about to go to the toilet, his heart became even more flustered - if he went into the toilet, wouldn't he be allowed to do whatever he wanted?The more frightened I felt in my heart, I couldn't help shouting:

"You let me go!"

"Come in you!"

Just as Wen Yao was about to be forced into the toilet by him, he suddenly heard a voice behind him:

"Let him go!"

Wen Yao was shocked.

This familiar voice——

He turned his head, it was Bai Yuman!

Bai Yuman was wearing a white shirt and black suit, and his hair was cut short, but his beautiful and delicate face was still extremely indifferent, but the short hair, suit and leather shoes added a bit of masculine heroism to him, and his black eyes were gloomy. It's even more intimidating.

With his long legs, he walked towards them with big strides.

"Hey, here's a big beauty!" That brother Qian's eyes lit up, "Okay, today the big beauty and the little beauty are together... oh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Yuman gave him a heart-warming kick, and he fell to the ground with a loud "bang".

Wen Yao watched with horror.

The man really couldn't get up for a long time.

Bai Yuman's eyes fell on Wen Yao's face: "Who told you to come here dressed like this?"

"Ah...ah?" Wen Yao still hadn't recovered.

Why is Bai Yuman here?And how did he see himself?

He was still confused, but Bai Yuman's eyes turned cold, and he took off his suit in the blink of an eye, and threw it to him:

"Put it on!"

"Ah?" Wen Yao caught his suit like a holy garment, not daring to grab it too hard, but asked in a daze, "But I'm not cold?"

"Put it on as soon as I tell you!" Bai Yuman's expression turned colder.

Wen Yao quickly shook off the suit and put it on.

Bai Yuman's figure seemed to be a size bigger than him, and the suit wrapped him up, almost covering his buttocks.