bar

Milo finished his work at the fried chicken restaurant, went back to his residence, changed his clothes, and went to the bar.

She chatted with Qian Li while eating bread, "It's this time today, why aren't there many customers?"

"I don't know, I guess I haven't gotten off work yet."

Qian Li poured a glass of juice for Milo, "Don't eat it dry, drink it with juice."

"Thanks."

Milo drank half a glass of juice and finished the bread in his hand.

"Qian Li, I'm going to resign after I finish tonight."

"Ah? Why?"

Qian Li looked at Milo in surprise, "Don't you want to make money to treat the dean's mother? Although the part-time job at the bar ends late, the salary is still good."

"I have found a formal job and will join Tang Group on Monday. Part-time jobs are not allowed for fear of affecting the company's image."

Milo shrugged, "The salary for Down syndrome is high, which is more than my three part-time jobs combined. I definitely can't afford to lose big for the small."

"That's true."

Qian Li nodded, "Have you talked to the manager?"

"not yet."

Milo shook his head, "I don't know if he will agree. After all, he is a bit unhuman."

"How will you know if you don't try? After all, you are part-time, so maybe he won't make things difficult for you."

Qian Li comforted Milo, "Say it nicely and let him pay you his salary."

"Um."

Milo saw the bar manager and said to Qian Li, "I'll go talk to the manager about this."

Maybe the bar manager wouldn't embarrass her. After all, the owners of supermarkets and fried chicken restaurants didn't embarrass her. She still wanted to believe that she met many good people.

"good."

Qian Li heard the bar phone ringing, picked up the phone, wrote down the customers' needs, and started to get busy.

Milo walked up to the manager and said, "Manager, I'll finish my work tonight and won't come over tomorrow. Do you think you can settle the salary tonight?"

The manager looked Milo up and down with his triangular eyes, "You want to resign?"

"Yes, I have found a formal job. Part-time work is not allowed. I can only resign."

Milo told the truth, "I came here today to resign, and I will finish tonight."

"Is that so?"

The manager smiled and nodded, "The music here is too loud. Come to my office to talk. Let's calculate the salary clearly."

"OK."

Seeing that the manager agreed, Milo breathed a sigh of relief and followed him to the manager's office.

"Sit down."

The manager asked Milo to sit on the sofa, and he sat down next to her, making her move a little uncomfortably.

"Manager, please calculate my salary and give it to me. I have to go out and be busy."

"No rush."

The manager shook his head, raised his hand and pinched Milo's knee, "You see you have been working part-time for a while, and we haven't had a good chat yet. You are about to leave, so let's have a good chat tonight."

Milo frowned, stood up quickly, and looked at the manager, "We have nothing to talk about."

"How come there isn't?"

The manager reached out to grab Milo's arm, but she twisted it back and pressed him down on the coffee table.

"Ah, my hand."

The manager shouted, "Milo, you dare to do this to me, and do you still want your salary?"

Milo had no choice but to let go, "I'm sorry, just give me your salary and I'll leave right away."

"You can get paid if you want, but you must stay with me tonight. Otherwise, there is no need to discuss it."

The manager stated his intention directly. Milo knew that he would not get the money and did not want to get into too much trouble with him, so he turned around and left.

"Do you think it's so easy to let you go now that you're here?"

The manager pushed Milo to the sofa, and her face darkened, "Don't provoke me, the consequences will be serious."

"I want to see how serious the consequences can be?"

The manager snorted coldly, "Every employee who is about to resign must stay with me for one night if he wants to get his salary, and you are no exception."

He had long coveted Milo's beauty, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to get close to her. The opportunity came to his door tonight.

Seeing the manager rushing toward her, Milo quickly raised her leg and kicked him hard in the abdomen. He fell directly onto the coffee table, breaking his forehead and bleeding.

"Hey Milo, if you dare to hurt me, I won't let you go."

The evil manager complained first and picked up his cell phone to call the police.

Milo didn't leave either. Since she called the police, she would definitely explain the matter clearly.

A few minutes later, two police officers were sent from the police station near the bar.

When Qian Li saw the police officer, her heart skipped a beat. She had a hunch that something had happened to Milo, so she quickly walked out of the bar.

"Police officers, are you okay?"

"Someone called the police and said that he was intentionally injured."

The police officer answered Qian Li that she knew something was not right.

"I called the police."

The manager came out of the office and walked in front of the police officer, "I want to sue her for intentional injury. You see, she was the one who beat me like this."

"He wanted to molest me, so I took action."

Milo defended himself.

"I molested you? What a joke. What evidence do you have?"

The manager will definitely not admit it, "You asked me to settle my wages to you, and I didn't do what you wanted, so you beat them up. Are there any people who demand wages like you?"

"I don't."

After all, Milo has just graduated from college and has little social experience. How can he be said to be such a cunning and cunning man like the manager?

"Both of you, come back to the police station with me to make a record."

Seeing the police officers taking them away, Qian Li was very anxious, but could not help.

Milo was extremely nervous when she entered the police station for the first time. When taking notes, she told the truth, but there was no evidence to prove that what she said was true.

The manager was the one who called the police, so he left after finishing the note.

"Officer, why can't I leave?"

Milo asked the police officer, "It's obvious that he was the wrong person, I was just trying to protect myself."

"You have no evidence."

The police officer looked at Milo, "If you want to leave, you have to find a lawyer to bail you out."

"Looking for a lawyer?"

Milo looked embarrassed. Where did she know any lawyer?

"Mr. Tang, thank you for your cooperation."

"It should."

A familiar voice came from outside the door. As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Milo opened the door and rushed out, shouting excitedly, "Mr. Tang, please help me."

"Milo? What's wrong with you?"

Tang Jun was obviously stunned for a moment, not expecting to meet Milo at the police station.

When he returned to his apartment tonight, he found signs that the door lock had been broken, so he called the police. He had just finished taking notes and was about to leave.

"I have been falsely accused and I need a lawyer to bail me out."

Milo told Tang Jun about her entanglement with the bar manager, and said eagerly, "I just wanted him to settle my wages and pay me, so he took the opportunity to molest me. But I have no evidence. He complained first and called the police to arrest me."

Tang Jun frowned and glanced at Milo, then took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Lawyer Gao, please come to the police station. There is something that needs you to come forward."

After hearing this, Milo was relieved to know that Tang Jun was willing to help her.
Chapter completed!