Chapter 783

Because Dong Wenfeng's personal image conditions were there, within a few days, he became the hottest waiter in the private club. Many young guests like to ask him to give something, a fruit tray or something.

There was no news. Dong Wenfeng began to have plans to leave the club. After all, it's not interesting to see this group of old women day by day. The service level of this club is not low. On several occasions, he saw his neighbors and sisters who grew up spending a lot of money.

Once he was almost recognized. The drunk woman in luxury was the neighbor's distant cousin Huahua. Dong Wenfeng was quite impressed by this girl. When he was a child, he came to his house as a guest and refused to give up. Now he inherited several mines at home. If he had nothing to do, he came here to find true love.

Although there was a lot of news in this club, there was no trace of Xie Huiling. Dong Wenfeng was ready to talk to song Jiao and left.

"Brother Dong, the boss called you." the heavily made-up woman ran to Dong Wenfeng and whispered in front of him. After saying that, she gave Dong Wenfeng a green smile.

Dong Wenfeng glanced at the girl's heavy makeup and was slightly surprised. The young girl has a good foundation, but she doesn't know why she deliberately dresses herself up ugly

"Well, I'll be there right now. Thank you." Dong Wenfeng smiled. Song Jiao came to him this time. He was eager to tell song Jiao about his resignation.

Walking to the top floor, Dong Wenfeng pushed the door of song Jiao's office open. In the room, song Jiao is smoking. A slender lady smokes. Her face is blurred in the smoke.

"What can I do for you?" Dong Wenfeng's tone did not show the same awe and gratitude to song Jiao as others, like talking to a stranger.

Song Jiao glanced at Dong Wenfeng and said in a secret way. "I think you're too talented to be a mere waiter. There are still many positions in our club..." just about to continue, song Jiao couldn't say it at once when she looked at Dong Wenfeng's calm face.

She lit another cigarette and song Jiao took a deep breath.

"You have something to tell me."

"Well, I'm going to resign." Dong Wenfeng put his hand in his pocket and directly ignored song Jiao's promotion hint.

Song Jiao smiled bitterly. Her turnover has increased a lot these days because of the man in front of her. I thought I could use this money tree again, but I didn't expect to leave now.

"I know you are not short of money, but I won't have what you want." Song Jiao changed the way of overlapping her legs, just like a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk socks. At a glance, it makes people have the impulse to tear them up.

Seeing song Jiao's action, Dong Wenfeng only felt funny in his heart. What was the girl thinking? "Well, tell me what you have."

Song Jiao stood up and walked towards Dong Wenfeng with a graceful and enchanting step.

The beauty breathed in her ear. "If I'm not wrong, you should want to inquire about some news. Coincidentally, Dong Wenfeng, I have the most developed intelligence network in East China."

Dong Wenfeng frowned. Was his purpose so obvious in Song Jiao's eyes?

With these words, song Jiao sat down beside Dong Wenfeng without paying attention.

"As long as you make enough money for me." she touched her fingernails as red as blood, and the woman said her conditions.

Dong Wenfeng doesn't know whether song Jiao is really short of money. But many years later, after what song Jiao said to him, he still remembers that those practitioners always feel that they have transcended the track of life in the world. In fact, this is where their weaknesses exist.

"When can you give me news?" Dong Wenfeng has made a condition with song Jiao. Song Jiao's obvious industry is all some secular gold caves, but it is in such a place that Dong Wenfeng can get the news he wants.

"A month, Southeast Asia... I'm not familiar with things there. I have to find my sister." with that, song Jiao gently lifted her lips.

"You are still a family business?" Dong Wenfeng's eyes flashed a trace of interest.

Song Jiao didn't answer Dong Wenfeng's words and smiled: "originally I wanted to give you an induction training, but now it seems that you happen to be the kind of man in women's mind who is the most demanding but can't."

Dong Wenfeng touched his nose and was praised by a sexy and beautiful old bustard.

"What shall I do next?" Dong Wenfeng raised her eyebrows. Song Jiao told him that the most basic condition for Xie Huiling's news was a turnover of 80 million. This is the value of Xie Huiling's message.

"Let's play freely." Song Jiao waved her hand and sank her soul taking face into the smoke. 80 million is neither a big number nor a small number for the flying crane tower. It mainly depends on Dong Wenfeng's means to deal with women.

When Dong Wenfeng left song Jiao's office, song Jiao's eyes behind him suddenly became deep and inexplicable. She knows that she can't control Dong Wenfeng.

"Brother Dong, come down and don't get a raise."

To Dong Wenfeng's surprise, when she came down, she met the girl who had just asked her to go up. There are not many waitresses here. It's not easy for Dong Wenfeng to remember.

"Yes, where to make the most money." Dong Wenfeng felt that the girl in front of him should be familiar with the operation of the flying crane tower. Since Song Jiao asked to exchange the 80 million turnover here for Xie Huiling's news, he would choose the fastest way.

The girl's face changed when she heard Dong Wenfeng. The foundation was too thick. Dong Wenfeng could not see the look on her face.

"What makes the most money should be the introduction..." for a long time, like recalling some painful memory, the girl hung her head and whispered to Dong Wenfeng.

When Dong Wenfeng heard this, there was only a long string of question marks in his heart. What? He didn't ask this.

"I mean, where do you get more commission?" he really doesn't have any plans to be a duck... Girls now think of this as soon as they think of money?

The girl was stunned when she saw Dong Wenfeng's reaction. What she understood was not the same as what Dong Wenfeng understood. "If the Commission is more, the higher the floor, the more the box Commission."

"If the boss asks you to go up, there will be about 2000 commission per table." at this point, the girl sighed in her heart, and her eyes could not help showing envy.

"Well, I'm going up." Dong Wenfeng thought. Sure enough, he owed the beauty boss 80 million to earn at the top.

Seeing that Dong Wenfeng in the waiter's uniform really took his long legs to the elevator, the girl's expression was a little complicated. Looking at Dong Wenfeng's back, the girl murmured, "ah? Go."