Because of Fu Yun's Micro blog, Yan Shu's face has been gloomy since the afternoon. The employees know that she is in a bad mood and dare not provoke her.
In the evening, there are more guests checking in and eating in the restaurant, and Yan Shu is also busy.
The private rooms are basically booked out.
Seeing that the waiter in the VIP compartment was busy, Yan Shu took the initiative to help, glanced at the menu, went to the restaurant counter to get the Moutai and sent it to the corresponding compartment.
As soon as I pushed the door in, the private room was filled with smoke.
The table was full of men, boasting while eating, as if they were talking about business.
Yan Shu frowned, holding the wine into the table, politely asked a man beside her, "Hello, do I open it for you, or do you open it yourself?"
Yan Shu is wearing a manager's uniform, with a waist design. Her waist is thin as if she can hold it with a hand. Her lips are red and her skin is white, and her legs are long and thin.
Even if she was a little lonely and refused to be thousands of miles away, as soon as she approached the table, the man's eyes on the table brushed towards her and changed.
The man who was asked by Yan Shu also glanced at Yan Shu more and nodded at Maotai with his hand, "open it."
"OK." Yan Shu quickly tore open the bottle package. After opening it, she was just about to put it on the turntable,
The man said, "you've opened the wine, and pour it for us."
Yan Shu was often ordered to pour wine. She was used to it. She nodded slightly at the men and poured wine one by one to the people on the table.
The man with a little Mediterranean eyes has been following Yan Shu, smoking and chatting with her, "look at you in uniform, is it the manager of the hotel? Why didn't you come here?"
"I was on vacation."
Other male guests joked, "Yo, I think this vacation is not simple, I guess I'll go with my boyfriend."
Yan Shu pretended not to hear and bent down to pour the wine.
"Hey, manager, how much do you take this month?" The Mediterranean man asked again, "is there 20000?"
Yan Shu endured her temper and politely laughed, "almost."
"That's a little less." The man said, looking up and down at Yan Shu, "your eloquence is very good. How talented you are in this hotel, or go to me."
The man shook his hand, deliberately revealing the watch on his wrist, "I happen to lack a secretary, with an annual salary of onemillion!"
Yan Shu swept the watch and hissed softly.
A Rolex yacht Mingshi watch is only more than 200000 yuan, not as expensive as the watch she gave Fu Yunjian.
This is also worth showing off!
Seeing Yan Shu staring at her wristwatch, the man showed a satisfied look, "I'm a listed company, and you can be my board secretary. It's easy and comfortable, which is much better than being a manager here."
The men on the table laughed and said 'yes, yes'.
"No, I really like my current career." Yan Shu poured wine faster.
She's afraid that if she stays here, she'll lose her grip.
Yan Shu poured a circle of wine, and when she finished pouring the wine bottle on the table, her hips were pinched.
She immediately turned back and looked at the Mediterranean man calmly.
The man shrugged and smiled, "sorry, I met you?"
"Come on." The man picked up the Gucci bag behind the chair, took out two bundles of new money from it and stuffed it into Yan Shu's hand, "a little tip for you."
Yan Shu shook her hand away and quickly stepped out of the private room.
When closing the door, she heard the man smile and say, "isn't she earning only 20000 a month? Give her 20000 and she doesn't want it yet. What do you mean?"
"It must not be enough!"