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Chapter 297 - The Sorrow of the Miss Wine

The people who came here weren't good people either. If you became a Miss Wine and they took a fancy to you, then they would run over to your place every few days, and with your WeChat, they might even ask you to get a room with them. If you didn't agree, then they wouldn't be able to be a Miss Wine in the group anymore.

He came to a small town a few hundred kilometers away by himself and joined these girls who were working in Miss Wine. After discussing it with them, he felt that this Miss Wine was a good job with no risks and a high salary, he agreed to her sisters' request. However, he realized that it wasn't that simple just sitting there.

It's one thing for her to be taken advantage of by the customers when they were drinking with Fang Fang today, but those customers already touched her body enough, but those customers drank a bit too much, and almost forced her into the private room. Fang Fang felt extremely aggrieved in her heart, thinking that she should just go home and hang out with her original husband.

Although my original husband was also an alcoholic, spending time on the streets without doing anything, compared to being manipulated around here, being at home was really great. Seeing her like this, I didn't have any other choice for a moment. If you don't want to do it, it doesn't matter. There will be a lot of people to do it for you.

The reason was that she had been here for more than 30 days, Fang Fang had already been angry five or six times, it was basically that he was on fire every week. Everyone thought that they could persuade her if they saw that the first and second time was when she was angry, but after that, no one wanted to bother with her anymore. The boss and the old lady also hated her so much that they were prepared to drive her out one day.

If she was like this, if she were to fight with any customers in the hotel one day, it would first damage the store's reputation, and secondly, it would be hard to deal with the events that happened in the future. Forget it, I can't afford to offend her, if I were to take care of this kind of thing, there probably won't be any good results later on. I carefully avoided Fang Fang's gaze, walked into the small shop beside my Dumpling Restaurant, and bought a snow cake that I liked to eat the most.

There was a billiard hall next to the Dumplings Restaurant, which was for some people living next to it as well as some casual entertainers. He would occasionally come here to play if he had nothing to do and honestly, he had some talent in billiards. As he ate, he watched these people play, but after a while, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

However, when he rubbed his eyes again, what he saw was a beauty, and the beauty was walking over with him, it was a chef from our hotel, called Little Ma, and from the looks of it, the relationship between Mei Mei and Little Ma was not ordinary either. Little Ma was carrying Mei in his arms right now, the two of them walking in the front and back, directly sitting on a chair in the billiard room, watching the shared public television on the table, the two of them chatting happily.

He was just saying that he couldn't drink anymore, but in that instant, he ran off to fool around with someone else, causing me to feel a bit uncomfortable. I thought that it was reasonable that I should go back to my room to rest after finishing the wine, but now, it seems that Beauty didn't take his words to heart at all. She only agreed to him at that time, and perhaps it was only then that I found out that the words of a woman weren't completely believable.

I was just about to walk back home listlessly with the ice cream in my mouth, but right at this moment, I heard a beautiful laughter, "Don't move, there are so many people here, be careful". I also turned my head back out of curiosity, and saw that Little Ma's hand was wandering back and forth on his beautiful body, and he even reached his hand into his beautiful chest.

He walked along this side of the road like a wandering soul without a master, not knowing where he was going. He did not want to know what he was going to do, since he still had more than an hour to go to work. As he walked down the road, the willow trees by the side of the road had already formed their pods, their long branches hanging down with their tender leaves.

But just at this time, he saw Little Ma holding Meimei's hand and walking towards the forest. He was slightly curious, why didn't the two of them directly return to the Dumplings Restaurant? Chefs usually start preparing this afternoon's cold and hot dishes half an hour before work.