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Chapter 9 Many People, Can Just Do Business

“Because you don't mind, change work clothes.”

“OK,” she replied, and quickly put on a white skirt in the dressing room.

Beautiful skirt, but unfortunately the neighborhood where he lived. When the short and thin cloth was hung on his body, Wendy Zhong even felt that it had tarnished his beauty.

Wendy pulled the end of the skirt, but could not hide the exposed thighs.

Haven't you seen someone before?

After being seen many times, she still could not adapt to the short skirt.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wendy Zhong took a deep breath. It's his own choice, and he has to adapt.

The door opened, and there was already a crowd in the open bar. He had long heard that the business here was always good, and it was because of this that he chose this place, because of the large number of people.

“Master, do you want red wine?” He looked at the locker room door for a long time, and finally decided to take the first step in his bartender career, but he walked past.

The man waved his hand, “No, I want whiskey.”

“Oke.” He beckoned the waiter to bring whiskey, but the boss was very smart, and the wine most often drunk by the guests was not included in their sale.

Forcing courage, Wendy Zhong passed three guests one after another, but in return they all said “No”.

Wendy was wearing a short dress, she was like a pet like walking around in a bar, suddenly, and her arms were big, a man clasped her hands hard, Wendy was shocked and her body was trembling, the red wine on the tray in his hand instantly fell to the ground. He wanted to grab it to grab it, but it was pulled further and further by the man pulling his arm by his side.

A bottle of wine fell to the ground and he had already lost thousands of dollars.

He has to pay.

This was clearly written in black and white when signing the contract not too long ago.

My God, he hasn't made a penny yet, but now he's losing money.

He watched in horror as the bottle of red wine fell, his heart seemed to fall with the red wine, and it was hard to breathe heavily.

But suddenly, just as Wendy Zhong was lamenting, a graceful and slender hand miraculously grabbed the bottle of red wine, “Nona, be careful.”

The hand gave red wine to Wendy. He looked at the man blankly. At that moment, he thought of the leopard, the man was full of elegance, wildness, and danger…

What surprised him even more was that this person was not someone else, but rather Michael Ling.

After only a few days of work, he met each other, maybe it was a coincidence before, but this time as well?

Taking the bottle lightly, he said lightly, “Thank you.” After speaking, he turned around and left.

He did not want to look into her eyes, which looked as if saying: Wendy, do you want to tease me again?

He never, ever, of course, except for the first time he saw her. That day, he was so upset that he was completely out of control due to Jacky Xia's betrayal.

“Stop.” Wendy limped, and behind her, Michael Ling's voice stopped her.

Wendy Zhong stopped and turned to Michael Ling. He was a guest, and he wanted to work with her as much as possible.

“No, I want red wine tonight.”

“Oh.” The woman replied disappointedly, then said to Wendy Zhong: “She has.”

Yeah, correct. Wendy Zhong really did not know what Michael Ling had come to see him, but now he was 100% sure that his arrival was definitely not something passing by but intentional.

“Wendy, guest ordered red wine, why are you still standing still?” KaKak Hong seemed to have realized something was wrong by his side, and welcomed him in time to ease it.

Wendy Zhong turned around with a professional smile, and then said to Michael Ling: “Master, please sit here.”

“Haha, Wendy, you're wrong. Young Master Ling never sat here. He has a fixed VIP room.”

“Oh, I'm sorry, then I'll drop her off soon.”

Michael Ling smiled, “I'm sitting in the lobby today.” After that, he actually chose to sit in a simple corner.

Whatisthis?

Wendy Zhong followed closely and said, “Master Ling, may I ask you the wine year you want?” He only treated her as a guest.

“Year 88.” A charming smile, looking at him, with a powerful majesty unique to him.

“Is 1995 okay?” He didn't have one in 1988, and bottles in 1988 cost tens of thousands. Red wine that year was already very hard to find.

“Wendy, there's kok, you follow me.” Brother Hong did not go far, and called out to Wendy as soon as he heard Michael Ling's words.

For Wendy, she had to go to pick up the wine with Brother Hong, Wendy suddenly thought that maybe Michael had come to laugh at her.

“Wendy, this guest is very special. That's the boss' old friend. There was very little red wine in 1988 at the bar. Basically, they were reserved for him. Now you know, so you won't make mistakes in the future. ”

He nodded, it turned out that Michael Ling was a difficult master, and he was very attentive about drinking.

While putting red wine in front of him, he said slowly, “Master Ling, please.”

He did not want to stay too long, he had nothing to do with Michael, and he did not want to be accused of being involved with him anymore, but Michael turned around, and behind him, Michael Ling said: “Sit down. ”

“Sorry, I am not Waitress, I am bartender.” Wendy did not wait for Michael Ling's reply, and Wendy Zhong left again quickly.

He was afraid that Michael Ling was calling him to humiliate him again, but unexpectedly, Michael did not call out to him anymore, but only quietly left after drinking a bottle of red wine. When Wendy discovers that Michael is gone, she thinks she's gone to the VIP room.

Very busy, Wendy Zhong worked hard, and the money exchanged for his work was extremely embarrassing. When he came home from work, he was so tired that his legs felt limp, and he walked back and forth for one night. His legs were still injured, he was only taking simple medicine.

Walking out, the wind in the summer night felt soft and comfortable on his body. He likes the wind. Much better than AC at the bar, soothing and fun.

There couldn't have been a bus at this late hour, and Wendy was hoping to see a taxi as soon as possible, but at that moment, a black BMW suddenly walked from the parking lot. At first glance, the car looks a little familiar.

Is that Michael Ling?

Wendy looked away from the direction of the BMW, she just wanted a taxi to pass.

But no, in the dark night, the neon was emitting the illusion of a beautiful beauty, and not a single taxi passed by.