I swept in front of them, and several people stood up and asked me to clean them. Some of them didn't even lift their legs, and just threw away the dishes.

I just emptied the trash plate, and I empty it again.

My long hair falls down from time to time, blocking the side of my face and blocking my sight.

A person asked me politely: "Miss, how many tables are there in front of me and when will it be our turn?"

The manager was next to me, and I didn’t know, so I turned to look at him.[

The man just said, "The number has been queued up. We will call you when we arrive. Just wait."

A little boy of seven or eight years old looked up at me and asked, "Are you the Snow Queen? You look exactly like the famous business queen."

I said: "My name is Zhuang Keren. Throw the waste paper in your hand into the trash can. It's over there. You are a good boy."

“Lovely makeup?!”

"Snow Queen?!"

"Is it really you?!"

They yelled and screamed for a while, much like before.

Last winter, when it was cold, I went to the construction site to see the decoration effect. A worker was burned by a simple brazier while trying to keep warm.

I stopped by to check it out and gave them a few days of paid leave, but they all knelt down in front of me.

I knelt down, probably in a very grand manner, and then I left.

That was their exclamation at that time.

Someone took out a mobile phone camera. Brian, Mingfeng, and Ran Hua had already passed by and pulled me away.

"Na! I asked the Queen to pour me water herself! Someone will strangle me to death!" The man suddenly screamed.

"I actually complained in front of her!" Someone else exclaimed without knowing what he meant.

"Is it really her?! She has good hands"

"Crack!"

"Hurry up and give me a present. If you're not good at sex, you probably won't survive tomorrow. Uncle, I'll mourn for you!"

""

I entered the private room, and as soon as the door was closed, I could no longer hear what they said, and it had nothing to do with me anymore. People said what they said, and I did what they said.[

Rice was busy dragging me to the bathroom to clean up, as if I had come back from an infectious disease area.

Ran Hua stood aside and complained: "Let me tell you, Mr. Zhuang, can you let me know if you have any ideas next time?"

I said, "How about you throw a bunch of melon seed peels and I'll do it again?"
Chapter completed!