She found a piece of blue cloth from a pile of debris and hung it on the wall. She also found a digital camera and took a photo of Xiao Yun at work.
Finally, I took it to Sister Qin's office to print it out and made a rough work permit.
After doing this, Fangfang took a look at Xiao Yun's height, turned around, found a set of work clothes from nowhere, and threw it into his arms. Then she called a waiter named Xiao Jia to give Xiao Yun the task of familiarizing himself with the environment.
Throw it to the other party.
Seeing Fangfang twisting her waist and leaving, Xiao Yun helplessly hugged her work clothes and followed Xiao Jia downstairs.
The work clothes have a faint smell of sweat, and I don't know who was the last person to wear them.
However, Xiao Yun didn't show any pretense. After quickly putting it on, he caught up with Xiao Jia in front of him and started chatting with each other.
The two of them started shopping on the first floor and spent more than half an hour.
Soon, Xiao Yun grasped a lot of basic information.
The entire Monroe Club has eight floors.
The fifth floor, where Xiao Yun was interviewed just now, is the office area and some rooms where miscellaneous items are stored. Below the fifth floor is the general consumption area, while the sixth and seventh floors are VIP member areas.
As for the eighth floor on the top floor, the members area, I heard from Xiao Jia that only big names are received there.
Thinking that before the incident happened, the Zhao family was quite well-known in the upper class circles of Zhongyang City. If Zhao Gaoyu came to the Monroe Club, he would definitely disdain to stay in the ordinary consumption area below the fifth floor.
Xiao Yun immediately narrowed the scope of his search to above the sixth floor.
Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Jia, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and asked: "Hey, Xiao Xiao, I think you look pretty good, why don't you become a male publicist?"
Xiao Yun smiled shyly and said, "I can't do it, I feel uncomfortable."
Xiao Jia was startled, staring at Xiao Yun with an expression that looked like a fool, and asked: "What can't you do? Do you know how much money the male publicist in our club can make in a month?!"
Xiao Jia rolled her eyes at him and said, "You are stupid. Sister Qin said ten thousand yuan, do you really think it is only ten thousand yuan?"
"What if?"
Xiao Jia said in a funny way: "That's the basic salary! And it's the basic salary for male public relations below the fifth floor! This big sum is the tip given by the customer!"
"Then...how much can a male publicist on the eighth floor earn per month?" Xiao Yun asked curiously.
"I don't know about the eighth floor. I've never even been to the sixth floor. However, the male publicist on the second floor gets at least this amount every month!"
Xiao Jia stretched out three fingers, pouted his mouth, and looked proud, as if he had received so much salary.
"Thirty thousand?!" Xiao Yun was a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, a male publicist in an ordinary consumer area can earn at least 30,000 yuan a month!
Then...how much do the male publicists above the fifth floor earn per month?!
The more Xiao Yun thought about it, the more shocked he became.
There are so many male and female PRs in the club, but after layers of exploitation, they can still get so much money. It’s hard to imagine how much money the Monroe Club makes in a month!
Pinjin nest.
This is definitely a gold-selling den!
Seeing Xiao Yun's stunned look, Xiao Jia sneered and said, "What? Do you regret not applying to Sister Qin to be a male publicist during the interview just now?"
"Ahem...yes, yes." Xiao Yun put on an annoyed expression against his will.
Xiao Jia stepped forward and put his arms around Xiao Yun's shoulders, comforting him: "Hey, it's okay. If we work as waiters, we are not necessarily worse than male publicists!"
"Oh? How do you say this?"
"The waiters in our club are also divided into different levels. When you first arrive, you can only start from the first floor, but if you can make it to the eighth floor... tsk tsk, the treatment will definitely be comparable to that of male public relations on the first and second floors!
"
Even the waiters on the eighth floor can get a salary of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan?!
Xiao Yun suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"Brother Jia, which floor do you work on now?" Xiao Yun asked with a smile.
As soon as he heard this question, a look of pride appeared on Xiao Jia's face.
He waved his hands in a pretentious manner and said, "Oh, I'm not doing very well. I just got promoted to the fourth floor and only earn 6,000 yuan a month!"
After hearing this, Xiao Yun took a closer look at Xiao Jia's work clothes. As expected, they were obviously much better than the one he was wearing, and the materials were also different.
"Wow! Six thousand yuan!" Xiao Yun looked extremely admiring, gave a thumbs up to Xiao Jia, and said: "Brother Xiao Jia, please take good care of me in the future!"
Xiao Jia was obviously very impressed by Xiao Yun's attitude. He immediately laughed and hugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, no problem, you can hang out with me from now on!"
"By the way, Xiao Xiao, there are a lot of dirty jobs on this floor. You should be smarter tonight and don't just do everything!"
Having said this, Xiao Jia came closer to Xiao Yun and said in a low voice: "Just do a good job on the surface. Promotions below the fifth floor are all assessed by Sister Qin alone."
After saying this, he gave Xiao Yun a "you know" look.
The two of them had just finished visiting the fifth floor.
After entering the elevator, Xiao Jia did not press the button for the sixth floor, but directly pressed the button for the first floor.
"Brother Jia, there are three floors upstairs that I haven't seen yet." Xiao Yun thought that he was too busy chatting and had forgotten about it, so he reminded him immediately.
"No, you are working on the first floor anyway, and I don't have permission to go up there." Xiao Jia replied calmly.
"No authority?" Xiao Yun was confused.
"Yes, look." Xiao Jia pointed to an area under the elevator button where there is a card swiping area, and continued to explain: "Every floor above the fifth floor must have a corresponding card to go up."
boom!
Xiao Yun instantly felt that a huge boulder had been hit on his head.
Looking at the cold card swiping area, he realized that he and Zhang Zhengye had thought things too simply.
As Zhao Gaoyu, he would naturally not stay in the ordinary consumption area downstairs. If he wanted to find out if there was any trouble between Monroe Club and Zhao Gaoyu, he would have to be promoted to a waiter on the eighth floor!
But now, he has successfully applied for the job, but he is just a waiter on the first floor.
He is not even qualified to go to the sixth floor, let alone the eighth floor!
Thinking of this, Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
Seeing Xiao Yun's serious face, like an eggplant beaten with frost, Xiao Jia thought he was still regretting not becoming a publicist, so he immediately patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's
You’re almost done. Let’s go downstairs and my brother will take you to play cards!”
"Brother Jia, I don't know how to play cards." Xiao Yun twitched his lips.
"It's okay, just watch me play!"
The two took the elevator to the lounge on the first floor. Xiao Yun sat next to Xiao Jia and watched him fight with the landlord for a while, and then slipped out on the pretext of going to the toilet. After confirming that no one was following him, at the corner of the stairwell,
He took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Zhengye's number.
"Hey, brother, you're too unreliable to tread lightly, aren't you?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Zhengye seemed to be eating something and said vaguely: "Ah? What's wrong, Xiaoyun? Didn't you apply for the job?"
"I should have applied for the job, but it's a bit troublesome!"
Xiao Yunyan briefly and comprehensively told Zhang Zhengye the situation at the Monroe Club and his speculations.
"If Zhao Gaoyu hides any secrets in this club, it must be above the sixth floor. I want to find out some information, and I have to get promoted first!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Zhang Zhengye said with a playful smile: "Is that so... If I had known I would have asked you to be a publicist, with your skinny skin and tender flesh, it would be easy for you to get promoted to the eighth floor.
Son."
Hearing this, Xiao Yun almost couldn't breathe.
"Brother, can you be more serious?!"
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Xiaoyun, you can continue to work for two days and see. You don't have to go to the eighth floor to find out the news. If you are lucky, you can find something on the first floor, right?"
.”
Xiao Yun hummed, thinking that what Zhang Zhengye said made sense, so he thought about it for a moment, and finally decided to follow Zhang Zhengye's words and stay for a few days to see.