Eastern Star Spot

The efficiency of Dongdu's work is extremely low. Boss Wang really doesn't care about things. Manager Fang looks on coldly. It's good that Sun Yi doesn't make trouble for him.

It works like a chasm, and even the people who checked the monitoring records and checked the records are perfunctory.

Liao Dongxing realized that cultivating his own power must be put on the agenda.

The last time the person sent to check the laughing gas box was a waiter who had just joined the company for half a year. After three days of stumbling to find it, Liao Dongxing walked to the lounge and followed him to report to him: "Manager Liao, we found it."

Liao Dongxing took the stack of □□ forms, and the top page was impressively signed with a delicate name——

"Guan Shanyue." The younger brother replied.

"Who?" Except for a few managers, Liao Dongxing hardly remembered their names.

The younger brother looked at his face and whispered, "It's Miss Xiaoyue."

Liao Dongxing was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked out, slamming the door of the rest room loudly.The younger brother stood there and shrank his neck in shock.

He walked through the corridor and waited on the side of the aisle next to the lady's room. As long as he went to the box, he would definitely pass this way.

Unlike other managers or chicken heads, he never goes to the lady's room unless there are special circumstances, it makes him physically uncomfortable.

Just as a group of young ladies passed by, Mama Sang led the way and led them to the bell, and a strong scent of evening fragrance wafted a few meters away.

When the middle-aged and young lady's mother Sang saw him, she wanted to chat with him, but when she saw his frosty face, she immediately dragged a group of girls away quickly.

When the young ladies and princesses saw Liao Dongxing, they all reacted in the same way, casting comprehensible eyes, and brushing his arm or waist intentionally or unintentionally when they walked close.

Handsome, tall and still the boss, where can I find such a good bed partner, if I hook up with him, I will earn money, if I get hooked by other alluring sluts, I can only do three times.

Although they don't mind being mistresses or anything, it is always a bit of a natural disadvantage to fight with the main house, which is more troublesome.

After waiting for three groups of people, Xiaoyue arrived late.

Her little sisters were grinning and jealous.

Liao Dongxing didn't have time to talk to these women. He saw Guan Shanyue and pulled her over, pulling her into an empty box next to him with all his strength.

As soon as the door is closed, the booing sound from outside disappears, and the sound insulation effect here is indeed top-notch.

"What are you doing?" She struggled slightly with her wrist.

Liao Dongxing pushed her against the wall, and the back of Guan Shanyue's head hit the wall. With a "boom", he cursed, put one hand on one side, and rubbed the back of her head with the other hand, completely shaking her. trapped between the chest and the wall.

"What's your full name?" Liao Dongxing asked in a low voice.

"Guan, Guan Shanyue..." Her earlobes began to turn red.

Liao Dongxing raised one corner of his lips and smiled, leaned close to her flushed ear, and blew gently: "Is there anything you are hiding from me, huh?"

"No, yes..." she stammered.

Liao Dongxing took advantage of his height and looked down at her condescendingly. His raised eyebrows were not as clear as usual, but instead had a lazy and beautiful look with a tired face, and his breath was full of moistening hormones.

"What happened to the box 117 before? The guests you brought?" he asked.

"117?" Guan Shanyue was startled, and gradually calmed down, turned on the phone and flipped through the chat records quickly, opened the photo album in front of Liao Dongxing, pointed to one of the photos, "It should be this person, I don't know him well , A few days ago, he asked me to book a room, and I agreed, but he didn't look for me when he came, so he put my name on it."

She lowered her eyes and said with some embarrassment: "I have no reason not to accept the money I took for nothing."

Liao Dongxing hummed, unable to tell whether he believed it or not.

Guan Shanyue looked at him anxiously, and made up for it by saying: "If you want specific information, I'll ask you about it, and I'll keep an eye on those women for you, and I'll let you know as soon as there is any trouble in the future, and Book a box... I will pay more attention to it in the future."

"Good." He pressed his finger on the back of her head, Guan Shanyue snorted suggestively, and pushed his chest in refusal.

What she didn't expect was that in such a perfect atmosphere, Liao Dongxing actually took a step back. He couldn't tell what expression was on his face. There was still a little smile on his face, but he could still see the cold impatience contained in it, and he felt exhausted. The satisfaction and fickleness of taking the last puff of cigarettes is like a white cat that is about to lick its paws and smooth its fur in the next second.

He put his hands in his pockets and teased, "I thought you wouldn't be shy, your blushing look is much cuter than your usual smirk."

Guan Shanyue shrunk her neck and folded her shoulders, the thin shoulder straps of the black dress slipped from her fair shoulders.Liao Dongxing picked it up for her.

"Don't lie to me." He smiled.

Xiaoyue saw the tears in his eyes in a trance, maybe it was an illusion caused by the light, she nodded involuntarily.

Liao Dongxing didn't say anything, turned around and left.

He was indescribably irritated, Xiaoyue was the first person he met here, she was cheerful and enthusiastic, she talked about different gossips every day, and would spontaneously tell him about KTV's interpersonal relationship and analyze the ways of it.

But Boss Wang gave it to him. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or a knock. He also didn't believe that she was really innocent, and he didn't believe in the love in her eyes.

Anything can be performed.

He suddenly missed the chattering little girls in his class. They got together every day to make noises, gossip about nympho handsome guys, and have inexplicable tempers, but at least they were clean and aboveboard.

They are girls who really live under the sun, although they are always crying poor, struggling to buy a dress for a long time, Teacher Xiao Xiang who is not in tune.

After working in Dongdu for more than a month, what Liao Dongxing dealt with the most was not fighting and causing trouble, but the theft of princesses and ladies.

Stealing coats, lipsticks, and shoes, stealing everything, even work badges, and throwing them away immediately, watching others rush around in a hurry.

Make up a tableau card one hundred and five.

Some people are willing to hurt others and benefit themselves, while others can make her feel refreshed by spending an extra one hundred and fifty.

"Lazy, poisonous, bad embryos." Other managers always said that about them in private.

Liao Dongxing understands that people are different.

After the test results are counted, the teachers are not satisfied with the results of the second class.

"Can't you all work harder?" Liu Xingsu asked the sleepy-eyed crowd.

Pan Guomao walked in yawning, and was given a scud by the angry teacher Liu.

Shen Jiu was sharpening pens at the door. Compared with when the school started, her current pen sharpening skills can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. She cheekily said: "Why don't we work hard?"

Liu Xingsu asked, "Where do you work hard?"

She plausibly said: "Didn't we finish our homework? Or didn't come to class? Is this painting not good enough? Look at our painting a month ago."

Liu Xingsu pointed a finger at her: "That's all right?"

Shen Jiu changed the direction of his fingers: "Look at Pu Jie, then look at Zhao You."

"Why do you look at them? I just look at you!" He put his hands on his hips, and began to rant all the way, "Look at you, can't your five senses be united? Huh? Are these two eyeballs getting divorced or something? Divide like this."

Pan Guomao, who was listening with his ears pricked up, couldn't hold back his laughter. Old Liu raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't laugh either! You have the nerve to laugh if you are late, and you will be fined 100 yuan! Look at the nose and mouth you drew, for yourself. Zhang Zi, you ask this neck, does it care about this end? Huh?"

Pan Guomao's neck became lower and lower.

The others were afraid of being noticed by him, so they lowered their heads and kept silent to lower their sense of existence.

After Liu Xingsu finished spraying, he felt refreshed and went back to eat popsicles.

The self-doubt that left the back of Shen Jiuyi's head.

She hesitated and tugged on the sleeve of Pu Jie next to her, and said confusedly: "I drew this? Are my hands disabled?"

"..." Pu Jie stroked her dog's head affectionately, and comforted her, "No, it's your stupid brain."

An afternoon of melancholy.

"I hate Old Liu! I want to report him as a violent student with my real name!!!" Shen Jiu finally finished changing the painting and cried.

Pu Jie touched her chin: "Then I really like him, he is much better than Teacher Ye."

Shen Jiu: "You black teacher Ye fan!"

Xie Minyu silently raised her hand and voted for it.

Jiang Yu tossed his hair, his face was covered with lead gray, one dark and one shallow.

He said sadly: "Both of them are not good birds. One is cold and the other is quasi-stationary. Whoever comes to me will be a drowned chicken."

Stupid Pan Guomao: "What stupid things are you talking about, bro."

Liao Dongxing looked at them funny, and explained for him: "Lengfeng crosses the border, heavy rain and snow, but it comes and goes quickly, and then the weather is clear; quasi-stationary front, it seems not obvious, but in fact it is rainy and windy, It has been circling for days without stopping.”

As if seeing him for the first time, Pan Guomao said in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Science class in junior high school." Liao Dongxing patted off the ashes on his body, and said to him, "Send me homework for sketching class at night."

"Row."

After he left, Pan Guomao asked Jiang Yu, "Did I go to junior high school, why don't I remember?"

Jiang Yu: "Looks like I've been there before? I don't remember..."

"Then how do you know?"

"I went to high school."