On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Five minutes later, Jiang Mo and the room service boy came out of the toilet at the end of the corridor in tandem.

Jiang Mo was wearing hotel-specific work clothes, well-dressed, and still handsome. The younger brother was wearing Jiang Mo's suit, holding ten hundred-yuan bills in his hand, smiling happily.

Why don't you just change your clothes and get 1000 yuan for nothing? In this world, there are so many people who have money but have no place to spend it.

With such slander in his heart, the little brother cleared his throat and said seriously: "Hurry up, I have to return the clothes later, otherwise the manager will find out, and I will be in a lot of trouble."

Jiang Mo glanced at him and nodded lightly.

Outside the door of Room 501, Jiang Mo rang the doorbell.

"Who?!"

"Roomservice." (room service)

After a while, the door was opened, and a big man came out with a swollen face and an aggressive tone: "Didn't you just leave?!"

"...Sorry, I made a mistake."

"Oh, that's not right, why did your room service change? It didn't seem like you just now?"

Jiang Mo ignored him and pushed the trolley away. The big man was puzzled, shook his head and closed the door, silently thinking: The hotel's service management is really not in place now, and the attitude is not good, so I have to give feedback to the manager another day.

"Room service."

Room 502 is inhabited by a gorgeous woman. After seeing Jiang Mo'er's appearance, a light flashed in her eyes: "Hey, you work here, how much salary will the hotel pay you a month?"

"...Three thousand."

In fact, Jiang Mo didn't know how much it was, but the monthly salary in the service industry seemed to be about the same?

The woman brushed her hair, smiled seductively, raised eyebrows at Jiang Mo, and hooked her fingers together: "Little brother, come here, I have a good job here, if you do well, you can get a lot of rewards."

"........."

"Come on, don't be shy, I won't tell your boss."

"...Sorry ma'am, I went the wrong way."

Jiang Mo pushed the trolley to leave, but was held down by a woman, unable to leave: "Little brother, I have plenty of money, as long as you make me happy, I am very generous to others, you really don't think about it? "

"……Feel sorry."

This woman treats Jiang Mo like a duck...

But seeing Jiang Mo's resolute attitude, the woman didn't force her, she brushed her hair and said regretfully, "What a pity."

With a bang, the door was closed.

It didn't take time and effort to knock one by one. After seeing the appearance of the person who opened the door, Jiang Mo slipped away with the excuse of "going wrong" and "finding the wrong way".

He came to the door of room 508 and rang the doorbell, but no one paid any attention.

Jiang Mo held his temper patiently, and pressed for a long time, before a questioning voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"...Room service."

"Wait a moment."

Han Xun in the room just came out of the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped his lower body, glanced at An Chengfeng who was unconscious on the bed, and walked towards the door.

Opening the door, Han Xun looked at Jiang Mo and frowned: "I don't need room service here, you can go to other rooms first."

The man in front of him was the man who took An Chengfeng to the elevator and left. Jiang Mo recognized him at a glance. Hearing what he said, he didn't turn around and leave. He repeated with lowered eyes: "Roomservice."