Ning Yazhi was unemployed for a few days and found that her savings were very low. Although Yi Zinuo and An An promised to help her, she still didn't feel safe at all. She believed that her mother must still be alive in this world, so she wanted to
Try to save money to find your mother.
However, God was not kind to her. She worked part-time in a high-end club. It is said that ordinary people cannot get in. Even rich people may not be able to get in. They have to have connections.
In other words, the people inside are the top rich, not the ordinary second-generation people who are difficult to serve, but also easy to meet celebrities.
Therefore, even if it is a part-time job, the salary is very considerable.
Of course, compared with Mu Zhai's, it's still far behind.
Bah, bah, bah, why does she always think about Mu Zhai? What does it have to do with her?
Ning Yazhi looked down at her skirt and saw if it was a little short. She tried hard to pull it a few times, but it was still very short. When she stood in front of the manager, the manager's face lit up.
The most attractive thing is naturally Ning Ya's pair of long, slender feet. It is undeniable that that is what Ning Ya is most proud of, but isn't it too exposed?
The manager smiled: "Very good, our club looks very quiet, but every room has been designated by customers. You must not make a mistake."
"I understand, I remember everything." Ning Yazhi's memory is indeed very good, otherwise she would not be one of the most popular stewardesses.
What she wanted to ask was, the manager, if there were any plus-size uniforms that were too tight and too short.
Is it necessary for the waiters in this club to dress like uniforms?
The manager's eyes were locked on her, and he felt that this girl was very beautiful, and he wanted to develop a relationship with her, so he decided to give Ning Ya a good impression and planned to give her a guest who was not so difficult to serve: "You go to VIP No. 1, Mu
Mr. Mu is coming soon. Go and prepare. Mr. Mu is easier to serve. He always orders the same dishes every time he comes, but there will be someone waiting behind him. You can usually just bring the dishes in. You don’t even need to pour the wine.
."
Ning Ya's gratitude: "Thank you, manager, for reminding me."
Mu Chengfeng is a frequent visitor to this club. He usually has lunch here, and sometimes he also comes here to handle business matters.
He was sitting in front of the window, and his handsome face had a cold and stern look when he was serious. With the light behind him, he looked like a Western god, giving people a sense of astonishment.
Ning Yazhi came in with the hot coffee ordered by the manager. She was stunned when she saw him, and the next moment she instinctively wanted to run away.
Stallion man!
Mr. Mu is a stud man.
If she had known it was him, she would never have agreed to this so-called advantage.
No, it's my first day at work today. Even if it's a part-time job, the salary is still very acceptable. Besides, it would be detrimental to my situation if I continue to be unemployed.
After An An got married, she had to pay for the house on her own. If she had known better, she wouldn't have been so courageous in refusing to live in An An's house.
She knocked hard on the door.
"Come in." The voice was low and sweet, with no emotion at all.
Mu Chengfeng waited for a long time without his usual cup of fragrant hot coffee. He put down the documents in his hands, looked up at the door, and asked indifferently: "Are you new here?"
He didn't recognize her! He breathed a sigh of relief.
With brisk steps, she put the coffee next to him and deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Sorry, sir, it's your coffee."