Maintaining Our Love

Wrong People

Did I see wrong? impossible!

Robert Thompson frowned loudly, and continued to search among the crowd without giving up. Finally, she looked at the back in that white dress again.

"Girl!" Robert Thompson shouted his name, reached out and grabbed the woman's shoulder. This strength was not the least, the woman was injured instantly, she shouted, looking back in horror.

"Sir, what are you doing?" The woman frowned, surprised and angry.

Robert Thompson moved in briefly, unable to hide his disappointment. He's not...

The little girl glared at Robert Thompson, released Robert Thompson's hand on his shoulder, whispered "Very handsome, he turned out to be crazy", and turned around at the same time, his body flexible, flexible, and he quickly disappeared among the crowd.

The lights in the bar were dazzling and dim, covering the loneliness and gloom in Robert Thompson's brows.

He stood on the dance floor for a while, then laughed at himself and turned around. He probably drank too much, dizzy. How could someone who had died suddenly appear...

On the other hand, the little girl who had just been held by Robert Thompson walked to the backstage of the bar, still speaking dissatisfiedly.

"Ellen, what's wrong?" A clear voice suddenly sounded, and then a thin woman in the same white dress as Ellen Williams walked out.

Ellen Williams turned and looked at Lisa Young.

He pursed his red lips and complained:

"There was a man just now. I don't know who

hers. He held my shoulder without notice

and then violently yells "Alisha Young", no

it's okay to admit the wrong person, but I

not being able to apologize for a single one, it was completely disrespectful.

"Alicia Young?" Lisa Young repeated the name in confusion, with a sense of familiarity

it could be explained in his heart.

Ellen Williams nodded, thought of something, then suddenly laughed, hugged Lisa Young's shoulder and said, "That's just a word from your name, it's a coincidence."

Lisa Young did not reply, her eyelashes fell into a daze. Alisha Young's... Why did this name make him feel so good and familiar?

Ellen Williams did not know her doubts. He glanced at the time and said, "Again and a half hours to get home from work, Lisa, how much wine are you selling tonight?"

Lisa Young regained consciousness, and could not contain her frustration: "Half of the manager's requirements have not been met. I may only get half of my salary this month..."

"Ah, me too!" Ellen Williams suddenly wailed, embracing Lisa Young and let out a shout

fake, "Why do we both always look bad."

Lisa Young is a little funny with her attitude

exaggerating, patting her on the shoulder, sighing and saying, "Why don't we have the point ..."

If you want to sell alcohol at the bar, you need some dirty tricks if you want to perform well, but Ellen Williams and her should be in this dirty place. As a result, this leads to a performance crane tail.

But they both really couldn't help it. Ellen Williams had a high school diploma and couldn't find a good job. Lisa Young was even more miserable. He doesn't even have an elementary school diploma. Her ID is still a fake, and she can't even be a supermarket cashier.

Thinking about these things made his head dizzy.

Why did he lose his memory in a car accident? He can't even remember

who's he...

If it turns out that she is a rich daughter, a rich wife, then she has lost her memory now.

The two men sighed about their miserable lives, and they heard the hotel manager shouting at them in a loud voice.

"The VIP room on the third floor wanted wine, who would send it!"

"I!" Lisa Young hurriedly lifted up

his hand, "Manager, I'll go!"

Lisa Young pushed the trolley with various famous wines neatly stacked on it. He looked down with satisfaction for a while, and silently clenched his fists to exhale.

This time, he had to get excited, and sell at least five bottles, otherwise, the manager would have completely killed him.

Originally, it was not his turn to sell wine in the VIP box, but today he was lucky and the bar did not have enough staff. The manager had no choice but to let him go.

Arriving at the box door, Lisa Young's heart rate becomes unexplained, and a feeling of great change comes.

Lisa Young hesitated with her hand on the doorknob of the box. He suddenly felt a little nervous and wanted to retreat.

But then, thinking about a performance that I can't see at all and a salary that will be cut...

After gritting her teeth, Lisa Young opened her

box door. Unlike other boxes, strangely inside it was quiet.

The lights were dim, and Lisa Young only saw two men sitting in front of the crib door playing with their phones. Both of them were handsome with incredible temperaments, but they did not see any women entering.

Lisa Young gulped, she did not see another woman, it made her feel more crisis. If both men are hungry and do not choose food, what should they do if they tease him ...

"Sorry, we don't want to drink anymore." Jackson Findlay, who was scanning Weibo, took a moment to raise his head and smiled politely at the corner of his lips. When he looked at the woman in front of him, he became stiff and widened his closed eyes.

Lisa Young stood vigilantly two meters away from her.

"Not drinking anymore?" He's disappointed. He was also hoping to sell some good bottles of wine, so he could do business, so why would he suddenly stop him.

While speaking, Lisa Young silently rolled her eyes, pushed the trolley and turned to leave.

"No, wait a minute!" Jackson Findlay hurriedly stopped him, and at the same time he hugged Blake Mcintyre firmly.

Blake Mcintyre looked up suspiciously. The next second, he jumped up and pointed at Lisa Young and exclaimed, "There's a ghost!"

Lisa Young could not explain and could not help but answer: "I am not a ghost!" He told Two men, "don't drink and don't tease me, I still have work to do!"

Blake Mcintyre rubbed his eyes vigorously, leaning forward a few steps, stared and said, "Alisha Young, are you dead?"

Lisa Young felt even stranger, though,

"Sir, you know the wrong person, I'm not Alisha Young. And, if you don't want alcohol, I'll go." Turn around after speaking.