During the evening business hours, the staff in the store sat in a row, and Zhang Zhiyu sat at the cashier at the entrance of the store.

Guests walked into the store one after another, and many employees were picked.

The number of employees sitting in a row is getting smaller and smaller.

Zhao Huanhuan glanced at Xie Xiaoxue and Xiao Youran next to her: She looked so beautiful, she was not picked. The guests had myopia eyes, right? But even she was not picked, and the guests must have been blind.

Xiao Youran and Xie Xiaoxue were very dissatisfied with Zhao Huanhuan's joining, and they each flew over to take a lot of eyebrows.

Zhao Huanhuan was too lazy to answer the questions. She came to experience life, not to quarrel with them.

In her previous life, she studied in a normal school, but the girls around her were all wandering to work in Guangdong. Jiao Sanfeng was very yearning for the job of working in Guangdong, so she came to see how this golden rice bowl was better than her iron rice bowl.

Soon another customer came in the store. He glanced at the female employees sitting in a row with his eyes. In fact, there were only a few left. He was picked out from the beginning, and the rest were very young.

Zhao Huanhuan has realized that these guests do not look at their faces when they enter the venue, but are all looking at their necks.

Sure enough, the man who came in looked below his neck and picked Xie Xiaoxue away.

Xiao Youran was dissatisfied.

Zhao Huanhuan thought to herself: How old is Xie Xiaoxue older, and she will be more prosperous...

Another guest came, and Xiao Youran was picked out.

In the end, Zhao Huanhuan was the only one left on the chair.

Zhao Huanhuan: “…”

Digging troughs, the top students who ranked first in the school were hurt here.

"Cousin, why don't they pick me?" Zhao Huanhuan complained to Zhang Zhiyu in a coquettish way.

Zhang Zhiyu came over and comforted him, "Cousin, don't be anxious. They don't know the goods, because they have bad eyes."

You're the fucking goods!

Zhao Huanhuan smiled and nodded obediently and sensiblely, saying, "I just came here today without experience. I will definitely work hard in the future. Please rest assured, my cousin."

Zhang Zhiyu was almost moved, his cousin was too obedient.

Another customer came, and there was no choice but to follow Zhao Huanhuan into the studio.

The curtain cloth in the studio divides many massage tables into relatively independent rooms. As long as you don’t reach out to lift the curtains, everyone is safe.

There are almost two to three small rooms in a room.

These employees have received the training of the rest of the army and of course they will not lift the curtains of their peers, which is an infringement of other people's right to work.

At this moment, the same room as Zhao Huanhuan was the cousin's wife and her guests.

Zhao Huanhuan led the guest into the two curtains, and the guest lay down.

"Little sister, hurry up." The guest said.

"Why do you do quickly?" Zhao Huanhuan asked.

The guest frowned and became angry: "You are working in this place, don't know what you are going to do? Are you here to play?"

“Yes, I’m here to play.”

The guest was still angry. Seeing Zhao Huanhuan taking out a hundred yuan from his pocket, the guest shut up strangely.

I came to such a place to spend money, but someone actually gave it to me.

The guest said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Huanhuan whispered: "I am underage yet, you are illegal. I'll call an adult to come over. How about you be happy?"

The customer took the money and put it in his pocket, and said in his heart that he had lived a long life.

Seeing that the guest accepted the money, Zhao Huanhuan put it in his ear and whispered for a while. The guest did not dare to agree. Zhao Huanhuan stretched out: "Give back the money back to me."

The guest thought for a while and said, "Then try it!"

So Zhao Huanhuan shouted inside: "My cousin, I don't know how to go to work, come and teach me."

The voice of the cousin's wife came from the inside: "How can you not?"

"You come out and teach me."

“I still have guests here.”

My cousin's wife didn't want to come out, so Zhao Huanhuan suddenly called for help: "Oh, don't hit me, oh, my cousin, help me!"

My cousin's wife can't come out now.

As soon as he walked to the outside room, the guest on the bed grabbed her and slapped her.

My cousin's wife's mouth was covered and she was beaten up, and she felt inexplicably confused.

When she was let go, the guest in the inner room called her again: "Hey, No. 11, what's going on? I bought a clock. Didn't my money be wasted?"

My cousin's wife didn't dare to offend the guests, so she hurriedly ran in to comfort the guests inside.

The eldest cousin's wife wanted to comfort her customers and then go to complain to her cousin.

It is necessary to raise a few horsemen in a shop like them to fight because customers often cause trouble.

But when my cousin's wife came out, she found that there was no one outside the room.

Zhao Huanhuan had already delivered the customer to the store door, and the customer happily said goodbye to Zhao Huanhuan.

A clock costs dozens of dollars, and he earns 100 dollars after a while, but he makes a profit.

He can use the money to go to another store to spend it.

"Welcome to come again next time." Zhao Huanhuan waved goodbye to the guest with a smile.

The customer walked quickly: I will never come to such a weird store again next time.

My cousin's wife rushed to the store cashier and found that Zhao Huanhuan was standing beside Zhang Zhiyu.

"Where is that guest just now?" the cousin's wife complained, "He hit me!"

"Which guest? Your guest is still inside and not leaving." Zhao Huanhuan looked puzzled.

My cousin's wife said, "It's your guest!"

"Strange, why did my guests hit you? If you want to hit you, you will hit me!"

"You saw him hit me." The cousin's wife was angry.

"I didn't see it." Zhao Huanhuan embraced Zhang Zhiyu's arm intimately, "Cousin, when that guest came out, you also saw it. Did you seem to have hit someone?"

What should it look like after hitting someone? Zhang Zhiyu doesn’t know.

At this time, the guest's dissatisfaction sounded in the room: "Hey, what's wrong with the little sister in your store?"

Zhang Zhiyu glared at his cousin's wife, who had to go in first.

Zhao Huanhuan sneered in her heart: Zhao Feiyan was taken to Guangdong to work in her previous life. Because she was honest and had a bad business, she was not sure how many chapters of fist she got and how many cousin's scolding her.

This dog couple!

"Big cousin, why are you so bulging here?" Zhao Huanhuan stared at Zhang Zhiyu's crotch, picked up the empty coke bottle on the counter and knocked it hard.

Zhang Zhiyu jumped up in shock.

"Big cousin, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Huanhuan reached out to touch Zhang Zhiyu's place.

Zhang Zhiyu hurriedly stepped back: "Cousin, I'm fine, I'm fine, you go and sit there."

Zhao Huanhuan returned to the chair and sat down, and was waiting for the second guest to come.

Zhang Zhiyu also sat on the counter, but he could no longer sit still. He had to let another foreman come to see the store temporarily, and he hurried back to the dormitory.

After the cousin's wife finished a clock, she found that Zhang Zhiyu was not at the cashier and Zhao Huanhuan was not in the seat.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiyu was in a frustration in the room, and something seemed to have happened to his brother.
Chapter completed!