Hey, hey, hey! Your golden finger is mine.

Of course, Song Yan did not forget to coax Sang Luo.

He sent a message to Sang Luo: "I will go home early tonight."

I took the initiative to send a message to Sang Luo. Sang Luo must be very happy!

Girls are so easy to please...

Sang Luo was indeed very happy, but not because of the message sent by Song Yan.

At this time, Sang Luo was lying on the sofa in the VIP room of the club.

A handsome male technician gave her a massage, while another handsome male technician sang for her and told a few jokes from time to time to make her happy.

There was also a handsome male technician who fed fruit to Sang Luo with a small fork.

Sang Luo smiled particularly brightly.

Sure enough, the life of rich people is so simple and unpretentious!

As for the message sent by Song Yan, she didn't even see it.

She had turned off her cell phone and thrown it aside a long time ago so as not to be disturbed by anyone in her happy life.

If conditions allowed, she would even want to block out the noisy Yumi in her head.

After all, no one wants to think about tasks when relaxing!

Yumi was a little overwhelmed.

Even though it repeatedly reminded Sang Luo that the enemy would arrive at the battlefield in 5 seconds, Sang Luo didn't care at all and even touched the technician's eight-pack abs!

It even suspected that these technicians were vixens in disguise, and that was why they had seduced Sang Luo into this state...

But this world is just an ordinary modern dimension, there are no such things as fox spirits...

In the end, Yumi could only worry in Sang Luo's head, thinking about how to continue the mission after Song Yan caught Sang Luo...

"Bang!" The door of the box was suddenly pushed open.

Liu Ruyan stood at the door and immediately apologized in a panic: "Sorry, I went to the wrong door..."

Afterwards, Liu Ruyan pretended to look at Sang Luo casually and exclaimed, "Sister Sang Luo, why are you here?"

Sang Luo was speechless.

She was surrounded by three tall technicians, and Liu Ruyan could recognize herself at a glance through the three technicians...

You have such a nice look!

A technician frowned, walked to the door and prepared to close it.

But Liu Ruyan waved her hands frantically at the door: "Brother Yan, you heard wrong, I didn't call you Sister Sang Luo just now..."

"Oh, no, I made a mistake. Sister Sang Luo is not here..."

The next second, Song Yan appeared at the door with a gloomy face.

Song Yan stared coldly at Sang Luo, who was surrounded by three technicians, and said, "Sang Luo, what are you doing?"

Sang Luo rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Are you blind? I'm having a massage!"

Song Yan's eyes swept across the three handsome male technicians in the box, and his eyes became even colder: "Do you need three men for a massage? What? Are you unable to move your whole body?"

Sang Luo introduced it seriously.

"That's why you don't understand! Come, let me introduce it to you."

"This is technician number 66. His massage technique and strength are both amazing! I love his massage the most!"

Technician No. 66, who was massaging Sang Luo, looked up and smiled at Song Yan, then continued to massage Sang Luo's legs.

"This one is Technician No. 88. He has a unique voice and sings beautifully!"

Technician No. 88 smiled and waved at Song Yan.

"The one standing next to you is Technician No. 99. He's the most thoughtful person and can arrange everything perfectly without me having to ask!"

Technician No. 99 made a "yeah" gesture towards Song Yan.

"The three of them can make me completely relax. Each one of them is indispensable!"

"I really can't make a choice, so I can only reluctantly order three. After all, I can't let myself down!"

"What do you say?"

Song Yan's face darkened completely: "You understand it very clearly!"

"Of course, it's mainly because the three of them are so outstanding. It's hard for me not to understand them!"

Song Yan roared angrily: "Sang Luo, look at what you look like now?"

Seeing that Song Yan was not giving in, Sang Luoton felt bored. He waved his hand and asked the three technicians to retreat. By the way, he whispered something in the ear of Technician No. 88 next to him.

After the three technicians left, Song Yan brought Liu Ruyan into the box.

Sang Luo was still lying on the sofa without moving. When he saw the two people come in, he curled his lips in disgust: "Really? Can't you two go get a separate private room? What's the point of squeezing in with me? I don't have the habit of watching other people's dates!"

Liu Ruyan bit her lip, looking like a strong little white flower: "Sister Sang Luo, you really misunderstood me. Brother Yan and I..."

Before Liu Ruyan could finish her words, the door of the box was pushed open again.

Song Yan looked at the technician-looking man at the door and was furious: "Get lost! We don't need technicians here!"

The man did not leave, but looked at Sang Luo with a wronged look on his face.

"Sister, didn't you ask me to come here?"

"Did I come at the wrong time and make my brother angry?"

"I'm sorry, sister. I thought I could finally serve you today, but I didn't expect..."

The man's eyes were red, and he looked so pitiful.

Sang Luo immediately waved his hand: "It's okay, don't worry about him, I asked you to come, come in!"

Afterwards, Sang Luo introduced himself to Song Yan very naturally.

"This is Technician No. 55!"

"This little brother, his family is not well off, his father is a gambler, his mother is seriously ill, his sister is in school, he is a broken man..."

"So he has no choice but to come here to work and earn money to support his sister's schooling."

"Oh, such a poor child, if I don't help him, who will?"

"I'll just order a technician this time, you can't say anything!"

"He's so pitiful. I only ordered him to help him. Don't you even have a little sympathy?"

Technician No. 55 walked over to Shangluo and gently massaged her shoulders. "It's okay, sister. I work here and have seen all kinds of people. This little grievance is nothing. Please don't be angry with me and my brother~"

Sang Luo nodded, his face full of approval, and said to Song Yan: "Look, what a good child! Even if you are so mean to him, he is still thinking about you..."

Song Yan gritted his teeth and said to Technician No. 55, "Get out, I'll pay you!"

Technician No. 55 lowered his brows, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Although I work as a technician here, every penny I earn is clean. Even if my brother looks down on me, he shouldn't humiliate me like this..."

Sang Luo immediately looked at Song Yan indignantly: "Song Yan, how could you do this? You are the CEO of a wealthy family after all. How can you target a small technician?"

Song Yan stared at Sang Luo, who suddenly became angry, in amazement: "Why am I targeting him?"