C17

Turning around, she walked around the shady road, not wanting to hear the already ear-piercing singing anymore.

After rushing away two home tutors, when she returned, she was so tired that she almost vomited blood. Other people might have had time to lament over their loss of love, but she didn't. She wanted to earn money and pay back the fifty thousand yuan that Liang Shuzhen owed her.

She was not even qualified to be sad.

It was a good thing that she finally received a relatively good piece of news that day. The cousin of Xiao Jing had said that there was still a need for a sommelier in the bar.

That was her only choice. It was said that such a job would earn her a lot of money, but she would often be taken advantage of by her customers. That was why she didn't go, but now, she couldn't care less.

After washing up, she lay down. The reward for her labor was not only RMB, but also her most peaceful sleep. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the dormitory experienced a soul-stirring experience. The roommates finally all went to class. After a late autumn, they lazily woke up and went to the hospital with one leg limp after washing up.

Three hundred CC's blood, when looking at the red blood covering the transparent bag, her expression was so calm, as if the blood inside the bag wasn't her blood, but clear water.

After leaving the hospital, Zhong went to the park and sat under a palm tree to bask in the sun. It was better for her to walk less.

He just bought a dry steamed bun and ate it, but it was still very sweet. Actually, people would be happy as long as they were content. If it wasn't for Liang Shuzhen, perhaps she would be a delinquent girl right now.

The first time she realized how difficult the time was, she waited until it was almost dark before she got up and headed to her destination: the Tempest Bar.

The bar was just about to open, and there weren't many customers.

"You are …" A girl dressed in bright clothes was standing in front of her, looking at her from head to toe.

"Oh, I'm Zhong Xiuqiu."

"You're the late autumn. Come in quickly."

The woman led her to a sofa in the corner of the bar. She waved her hand and a waiter brought a tray. The woman smiled at her and said, "Tea or coffee?

"Coffee, no sugar, thank you." She suddenly wanted to try the bitter taste. In fact, that was the original taste of the real coffee.

"You're welcome. Just call me Big Sister Hong. What happened to your leg?" "It's okay, right?"

"It's nothing. I accidentally fell down the stairs and got injured. It's just a superficial wound. I'll be fine in a day or two." She smiled as she casually described her leg, but her leg was still hurting as she said that.

"That's good. Are you here to push the liquor?"

"Yes."

"From the looks of it, you look pretty good. However, in our industry, you also know that you have to deal with all kinds of customers. Sometimes, it is inevitable that …"

"I understand. I don't mind." She smiled bitterly. She knew that if she didn't know earlier, she would have come here to work a long time ago.

"Since you already know everything, then come back to work in two days. At that time, your legs will be better too, only then can you walk more easily. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to walk too much with a broken leg, it won't be easy."

She knew what elder sister Hong meant, and looked at her honestly. Gritting her teeth, she said in a low voice, "I'm short on money, so I want to go to work as soon as possible. I hope elder sister Hong can help me."