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Chapter Nine Mr. Yang

Early in the morning, I went to the deposit machine to transfer 10,000 yuan to my mother. When I looked at the card, there was only 3,500 yuan left. I felt that my future was very slim. In the past two months, I had been renovating my house.

After giving me 20,000 yuan, I don’t know when my wish to open a flower shop will come true. After all, the work in the tea house will not last long!

I checked the time and rushed to the teahouse immediately. I was ten minutes late. The lady boss was sitting on the sofa and looked at me with a very bad expression. I asked with a smile, put on my work clothes and stood

In front of the counter.

There were more customers today than yesterday, so the landlady asked me to come up and make tea. In this job, if you are lucky, you will get a good tip. If you are unlucky, you will be taken advantage of by an old man. If this happens,

You can only swallow the pain. I used to be ignorant and cried to the boss's wife in tears.

The landlady looked at me coldly and asked, "Are you Hina?"

I shook my head. She sneered, "Then don't pretend to be innocent. If you can't do it, get out of here." At that time, I had just come out of prison and couldn't find a job anywhere, so of course I didn't dare to leave. Later, I

I can only slowly learn how to avoid being taken advantage of.

I entered the private room with tea, and there were four men and three women playing mahjong! I was not very familiar with these guests. But the way the landlady kept giving instructions, I could tell that they were all big shots. I pulled Zheng Zhen's

hand, signaling her to be careful.

I lowered my head and respectfully placed the tea on the opposite side of the mahjong table, and was about to stand aside when a single man played mahjong with one hand and grabbed my arm with the other hand, "You stay with me.

"

I took a look at the man. He was about forty years old. He looked quite gentle and not like a vulgar person. I couldn't refuse the guest's request, so I sat next to him.

Maybe he just wanted to find a female companion, so he didn’t talk to me, just played mahjong and chatted. Maybe it was because I slept very late yesterday and was a little sleepy, so I yawned. He turned around and looked

You "Help me play a game."

I stared at the stacks of Mao Zedong in front of him, knowing that they were betting a lot, so I waved my hand and politely refused, "Mr. Yang, I don't know how!" Just now, everyone around me called him Mr. Yang, right?

, I don’t want to know that many of the people who come here to play use pseudonyms.

"If I ask you to fight, you fight. If you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's yours." His tone was bold and commanding.

I could only sit down quietly. I don’t know if it was my luck or someone else’s intention. I won two games in a row. Looking at the money piled in front of me, I guess it was six to seven thousand!

Who doesn't like money? I'm not a saint. I will naturally show some joy.

"Do you like money?" Mr. Yang said this suddenly.

When I saw Mr. Yang’s sharp gaze from the side, I started to feel nervous. I swallowed my saliva and honestly said, “I like it!”

A call came in. I handed the phone to Mr. Yang. He took the phone, hummed a few times, and said to the others, "I have something to do and I have to leave first." He turned back to look at me and asked, "You

What’s your name?”

"Ye Juan!" Everyone here uses fake names, not only the guests, but also the waiters. No one knows anyone when they go out.

"Real name!"

In front of his wise eyes, I no longer dare to hide my name, "Su Xiaoxiao!" Over the years, I still understand that in front of smart people, it is best not to show off your intelligence, otherwise, what?

Death, you don’t even know.

His hand lifted my chin, "Are you going out?" His thumb rubbed my lips gently, and I was sure that this man was definitely a man wandering among the flowers.

It’s not like I haven’t encountered this situation before, so I naturally have some experience. “Mr. Yang, I don’t feel very well today.”

He also made things difficult for me. He put the money at the mahjong table on my lap and said, "Take this money!"

I couldn't take this money. Once I took it, it would be like buying myself. I smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, this is too much money."
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