Chapter 13: There is no leisure at night (

Three days of boring time passed slowly. Every day when I went to and from get off work, I watched Dongfang Wenjing come in and out. The two of them never said a word, and even their eyes rarely intersected.

However, Zhao Jianhui, the security guard's work has completely changed. The company can arrange for him to work, "Zhao Jianhui, I didn't have dinner this morning, so I bought a breakfast for you."

"This is a letter to the post office. I'm urgent, go and go back quickly."

"I don't have any toilet paper anymore. I'm waiting to go to the toilet. I'll buy a pack."

After three days, Zhao Jianhui, the other men and women in the company, can basically be regarded as acquaintance, especially Ye Qiuyu, who is already very familiar with him.

Fortunately, although Dongfang Wenjing said that he wanted Heizi and him to work twenty-four hours that day, three days later, Dongfang Wenjing never asked them to do anything after get off work.

At the end of the first floor, a small hut next to the warehouse is a doghouse for two people. As long as the company doesn't work overtime, after everyone left, the two locked the roller shutter door in front, stripped naked and lay on the bed. If you don't want to sleep, you want to go out and take a walk. Walking the small door behind you through the parking lot of Longxing Hotel, you will step out of the gate and see South Korea's Seong-south Street. It is really convenient to stand on the street to admire the beautiful sister who is passing by.

The Hailong Building not far away is open until 8 pm. The street lights on the roadside are not very bright. I sat on the curb stone on the side of the road in the breeze, and came with a bag of peanuts. I saw the young girl's handsome little wife twisting her slender waist from beside her with fragrant wind. The feeling was really unimaginable.

Seeing the setting sun half hidden behind the building in the distance, it was time to get off work again. The two of them sat down at the table with their heads down, thinking about some entertainment activities to do at night. With a gust of fragrant wind blowing, Ye Qiuyu stood at the table gracefully: "Zhao Jianhui, you work overtime tonight, go with me to do something. By the way, do you have better clothes? Take off your skin and change a piece of clothes that can go out."

Alas, what is coming is finally here. It seems that there is no time to relax in the evening in the future.

The sky gradually darkened, and the New World Nightclub gradually opened up the hustle and bustle of the new day. Zhao Jianhui was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers and cheap black leather shoes. He stood under the colorful lights of Mingmie, looking at the bizarre world in the bright big glass, and looking at the crazy man who was indulging in one pair, he felt like he was a different world.

He did not expect that Dongfang Wenjing and Ye Qiuyu would take him to this place. This dance hall is a style that combines China and Korea. It has a dance floor, a karaoke bar, and a KTV private room. Mama Sang is the foreman, and a dance lady accompanied the guests to dance, drink and have fun. It also holds various types of dances and singer singing performances. It depends on what the guests like. Whenever a man comes here, he can always find a reason to not want to leave.

He didn't know how many shares of Tu Xiong were, but it was obvious that Tu Xiong was not a major shareholder. Otherwise, when Zhao Jianhui said he would come to work here, Tu Xiong would not say that something went wrong here, and even he would not be able to deal with it himself.

Zhao Jianhui has been here many times before, with the shocking sound waves inside, screaming wildly, and the unpredictable lights, all so familiar and so fresh.

Zhao Jianhui looked at all this coldly, as if standing in another world, watching the other end of the world through time and space. Only then did he realize that he had never been integrated into this kind of life from his blood.

"Hey, park my car, I'm a new one." A delicate voice brought Zhao Jianhui back to reality. Ye Qiuyu, wearing a black dress, stood gracefully in front of Zhao Jianhui, holding a car key in her white little hand.
Chapter completed!