Mr. Yan, break up

Song Chuan quit his previous job, and now he knows how difficult life is.As if all the companies in this city had made a deal, all the resumes he submitted were rejected, and he was not even given a chance for an interview.

He originally thought it was because he didn't have an academic background, but what he didn't know was that he was rejected by all the companies. On the one hand, he carried the identity of the former heir of Teng Yue, and all the companies that had conflicts with Teng Yue avoided him. On the other hand, there is Yan Jingting behind the scenes.

All the companies and enterprises related to the Yan family received the news almost at the same time, and they were not allowed to accept Song Chuan.Yan Jingting just wanted to force him, make Song Chuan desperate, and let him come back obediently to be his underground lover.

Song Chuan saw that his not-so-rich savings were about to bottom out, let alone buying a house, he would have problems eating now.

It has been cloudy and rainy for the past few days, and God changed his face when he said he would. The sudden heavy rain poured a chill on Song Chuan who was still on the road.In desperation, he had no choice but to hide under the nearest eaves. The rain outside was getting heavier. He turned on his mobile phone and swiped the recruitment software on the mobile phone. He was attracted by a new small recruitment advertisement.

According to the address, he found the place, which was in the bustling downtown.The explosive dance music is faintly revealed, young men and women come in and out from time to time, feasting and feasting, extremely luxurious, this is a very famous bar in this city.

The bar recruited two waiters and a backstage cleaner. Song Chuan was thin-skinned, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't liven up the atmosphere. He just wanted to hang out in the backstage for a few days until he found a good job.

Song Chuan followed the instructions of a girl, bypassed the front desk and walked all the way to the backstage.

He was led into a small room, and there was a little boy who came with him. He was fair and handsome, like a little girl, especially with his big eyes, which made him look juvenile.

Seeing him coming in, the little boy gave him a timid look, and without speaking, moved his buttocks to the edge of the bench to make room for Song Chuan.

Song Chuan smiled at him, sat obediently on the side of the bench, lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, waiting for the boss to come.

After a while, a man with a beer belly opened the door and walked in. Song Chuan couldn't help frowning when he came in, smelling of alcohol and tobacco all over his body.The boss has a chubby face, with a full face, and his flesh shakes twice when he walks a step. He is wearing a leopard print vest and two big gold chains around his neck. He looks like a proper nouveau riche at a glance.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the boss walked slowly in front of the boy, pouted his mouth and said, "Look up."

The little boy was startled by him and raised his head obediently.

The boss looked him up and down with his small eyes, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you an adult, don't be a brat."

Fearing that he would be rejected, the little boy hurriedly took out his ID card from his pocket, and explained, "I'm an adult, just turned up."

The boss took his ID card, squinted and looked at the photo on the ID card at him for a long time: "My name is Luo Yan, right...he looks really tender."

Luo Yan wanted to smile flatteringly, but obviously lacked social experience, he didn't learn the essence of that fake smile, and the smile he got was a face full of embarrassment.

The boss stuffed the ID card back into his arms, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Song Chuan on the other side of the bench, who was looking at Song Chuan, his eyes brightened obviously.

He was very satisfied with Song Chuan's face.

Male and female looks, delicate and soft, but also a little stubborn.

Just the way those people like it.

"What is your name?"

"Song Chuan."

The boss suddenly felt that he had picked up a treasure, and smiled and showed his two big golden teeth: "Okay, Song Chuan, then you two will start working in the front tonight, and someone will teach you..."

Song Chuan interrupted falteringly: "I'm going to apply for a job as a backstage cleaner..."

"Backstage cleaning?" The boss was stunned for a moment, Song Chuan's face was even more beautiful than those little fresh meats now, how could he be thrown in the background?

"Backstage cleaning is done by aunts. Why do you do cleaning for a young man like you? The salary of the front desk service is three times that of the backstage."

"But I..."

"Nothing but," the boss said coaxingly, grinning his yellow teeth, "there is a commission for selling wine. Those who do service here can earn more than ordinary white-collar workers. As long as you work hard, you can earn tens of thousands a month." .”

Song Chuan swallowed back the words he wanted to refuse. It was tens of thousands a month, even if he was a white-collar worker, he could not get tens of thousands.

He urgently needs money now to buy back the ancestral house left by his mother. This house is very important to his mother. He doesn't want to leave this world one day and meet his mother in another world, but feel sorry for her.

This condition was so tempting that he had to agree.

Song Chuan suddenly felt that his mouth was dry and his voice was not under his control. He heard a sentence in his voice:

"Okay, I promise."

The two of Song Chuan officially took up their posts after only a few days of simple training.

Both of them are the kind of people who are not very good at talking, and they can't learn the eloquent skills of other waiters.Especially Luo Yan, who is afraid of strangers and can't speak, he dare not raise his eyes when he sees anyone, but he can talk to Song Chuan, and he always calls Song Ge Song Ge behind his ass.

In just a few days, he became familiar with Song Chuan and told him everything.

Song Chuan asked him why he did this at the right age when he was supposed to be admitted to university.

Luo Yan lowered his voice and told him his life experience.

His mother died early, his father failed to repay his debts abroad, and his leg was broken. He dropped out of junior high school and did all kinds of chores. He heard from his friends that the bar was quick to get money, so he came here.

Song Chuan suddenly didn't know what to say, he held back for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing I'm sorry about," Luo Yan wiped away his tears, and smiled at him, "It's no use crying, life still has to go on, and one day I will pay back the money, and when I pay back the money, I will Leave here, go out to work hard, earn a lot of money, come back and confess to the girl I like."

"A girl you like?"

Luo Yan nodded: "I am not good enough for her now, she is a top student in a key high school, but one day I will be good enough to stand by her side, I will definitely."

Under the flickering lights of the bar, the young man's yearning face looked particularly clear.

Song Chuan couldn't help being infected by him, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Most definitely."

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They have only been in the bar for less than half a month, and they have already attracted many customers who come here admiringly. They have all heard that there are two very beautiful waiters in the bar.And the boss seemed to have taken a fancy to the value of them, and even the uniform work clothes were specially tailored, just to maximize their figure and appearance.

That night, Song Chuan came a little late, and when he arrived, Luo Yan had disappeared, but the boss who hadn't seen him for a few days appeared in front of him.

The boss obviously came to him specially. Seeing him, he let out a long breath, pulled him and said, "There are a few rich men in room 2801 upstairs. This is a good opportunity. With your looks, go hook up and let them buy it." Wine, this time the commission is definitely quite a lot."

The word "hook up" made Song Chuan very uncomfortable, but he didn't object, he just frowned: "I don't know how to do it."

The boss smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's enough for you to have this face."

The boss slapped Song Chuan almost unsteadily, and Song Chuan was pushed away.What he didn't see was that after he left, the boss stroked his round chin and said with a smile: "This guy is really a baby, those people inside should be satisfied."