The wonderful world of fast time travel

In less than 2 minutes, Zheng Ling straightened his back, stopped thinking about things, and dutifully guarded the door of the private room, waiting for orders from the people inside at any time.In any case, tonight he is the drink delivery here, he should do what others do, the minimum gesture is required, but the people inside have never summoned.

A few hours later, guests from other private rooms came out one after another. When some people passed by Zheng Ling, their eyes were obviously interested, but after all, Liswen was used to it on weekdays, and they didn't have the nerve to speak directly in public, just staring at Zheng Ling. In a few seconds, he walked to the elevator with the accompanying male publicist.

Fang Gu came out at the latest, and it was half an hour before the closing time. He never looked at Zheng Ling from the beginning to the end. Zheng Ling knew that he had made Fang Shao unhappy, so he kept his head down, trying to minimize his sense of existence. .

Sending Fang Gu away, Zhou Xiaozhang turned back to the private room, found a cardboard box to put all the remaining five bottles of red wine on the table, and walked out the door with his arms in his arms. When he saw Zheng Ling standing at the door with his back against the wall, bending over and beating his legs , slowly put down the cardboard box, stood up and said kindly: "I have a few bottles of red wine that Fang Shao gave here, would you like to take one?"

Zheng Ling hurriedly pulled Zhou Xiaozhang's arm, glanced at the red wine in the box, raised his head and declined politely: "Thank you for your kindness, but these are given to you by Fang Shao, how dare I want them?" Zheng Ling let go of his hand after saying those words.

"Okay then." Zhou Xiaozhang didn't insist, he said a few more gossips, and left with the cardboard box in his arms.

Jin Fenghuang's eyes widened, followed Zhou Xiaozhang, and said after a long time: "Zheng Ling, have you seen that there are several hickey marks on Zhou Xiaozhang's body this week."

How could it be so obvious that he didn't see it.Zheng Ling pursed her lips, bent down again and beat her legs lightly, waiting for Xiao Li to come over.

Not long after, as soon as Zhou Xiaozhang got down the elevator, Xiao Li walked over. After greeting Zheng Ling, Xiao Li walked into the room first and found tips on the tea table. There were only two thin ones, which were not counted. Today The tip Fang Shao gave was one hundred less than before, but some is better than nothing, just like last time he only got two hundred from Zheng Ling. Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked at Zheng who followed Ling asked, "Is the 200 yuan for you or for me?"

Zheng Ling didn't even look at the money, and said casually, "It's for you." Then he automatically walked to the coffee table and cleaned up the sundries.

Xiao Li thought for a while and put the money in his pocket, and then he cleaned up the trash and asked Zheng Ling in bewilderment: "Fang didn't give you so much money last time, so there's no reason why I won't give you a penny this time." !"

Zheng Ling's hands continued to move, and he said flatly, "Maybe I forgot."

"Forgot?" No matter how you heard this, Xiao Li felt that it was impossible: "Even if you forgot to give it before, but you have been standing outside the door for so long, he should be able to see you when he comes out, so you have to give it if you don't say anything." Work hard."

Zheng Ling turned around, picked up a rag and wiped the coffee table: "Who says it's not?"

Xiao Li thought for a while, then took out the money again, and said, "Why don't we pay 200 yuan for each of us, so don't think it's too little."

Zheng Ling turned back to look at him, with warmth in his eyes, and simply explained lightly: "You can accept it with peace of mind. The money is indeed for you. In fact, I have offended Fang Shao tonight. Before he summons me Unfortunately, I happened to go to the toilet secretly at that time."

Hearing this, Xiao Li sighed, "What a coincidence!"

Zheng Ling continued busy with the work in hand and said, "Clean up quickly, it's time to get off work."

Xiao Li stuffed the money back into his pocket, and soon he remembered something again. First, he looked back at the door, and then quietly asked Zheng Ling: "Do you know what happened to the red wine Zhou Xiaozhang was holding in his hand? Go back."

Zheng Ling said while working: "Master Fang gave it to him."

Xiao Li just picked up the garbage bag, was stunned, and said: "This is the first time I've heard Fang Shao rewarding people with red wine" and muttered: "But every time Fang Shao orders wine, it's very expensive. It’s all tens of thousands, this week Xiaozhang really has the ability, he is worthy of being the pillar of our place, those few bottles of wine can be exchanged at the counter for at least tens of thousands.”

Zheng Ling smiled wryly.It's really not as good as heaven's calculation.

Since it was almost time to get off work, they didn't dawdle any longer, and the two cleaned up quickly with their hands and feet, and finally finished cleaning a few minutes before closing the store.

Zheng Ling changed his clothes and walked out of the staff passage. After meeting up with Gangzi and the others, Gangzi's first words were to ask him how much tip he got, and yelled for him to treat him.

Zheng Ling sighed: "Stop talking, I didn't get any money."

Gangzi obviously didn't believe it, so he patted Zheng Ling's chest and said, "Don't worry, I will restrain myself this time and won't order too much."

Zheng Ling clapped the palms of his hands, spread them out and shook his head, saying, "I really didn't get any money."

Gangzi frowned and said, "Who is the person in your private room tonight? You are so stingy and don't understand the rules at all. Tell me, I will meet him another day."

Zheng Ling said leisurely, "It's Young Master Fang."

Gangzi was speechless for a moment.

Huizi said at this moment: "Okay, let's go eat."

Maybe it was because he heard about the meal, or maybe it was because someone was going down the steps for him, so Gangzi hurried to the front and said that he was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, and he asked the two of them to follow quickly.

Huizi, who was lagging behind, asked Zheng Ling, "Didn't you offend Young Master Fang?"

Zheng Ling put his hands in his pockets and looked down at his own shadow under the street lamp: "Young Master Fang doesn't take me seriously at all."

Huizi pointed out something: "We can't afford to provoke someone like Fang Shao."

Zheng Ling didn't speak, feeling the rare cool breeze.In fact, he doesn't know, but many things are beyond his control.

While eating supper, Zhou Xiaozhang rarely appeared at a roadside stall.

The other male PRs teased Zhou Xiaozhang: "What's the wind today that brought you here?"

No wonder they said this. Although Zhou Xiaozhang has a good personality, it may be because he rents a house outside and does not live in the staff dormitory building, so he acts alone every time he gets off work. He got up for supper, but Zhou Xiaozhang refused. As for why he didn't eat here, no one knew except himself.

Zhou Xiaozhang sat down and said with a smile in a good mood, "I'm also very hungry."

Originally they wanted to ask Zhou Xiaozhang why he got off work so late today, but when everyone looked at Zhou Xiaozhang's exposed hickey marks, their eyes were all vague. They remembered that the guest Zhou Xiaozhang received tonight was Fang Shao, who only Fang Shao stayed for an hour.

Although they and Zhou Xiaozhang are also public relations, their treatment is different, and the guests they receive are also different. They are not qualified for famous people like Fang Shao, so they can only stay on the second floor to pick up customers. In order to make more money, they naturally want to They try to persuade the guests to drink more and get more kickbacks, so every time the guests stay until very late before going back.

Zhou Xiaozhang didn't have such troubles as them. Those guests only ordered high-end wine every time they came, and they kept themselves clean. What's more, they didn't have so many eccentricities. Why is it that Zhou Xiaozhang can stand everywhere and dominate the scenery, but they can only stay in the stinky ditch and struggle?

This meal, except for Zhou Xiaozhang, the rest of the male public relations were very aggrieved, took a few bites hastily, and went back together.

Zhou Xiaozhang glanced at Zheng Ling, who was eating quietly with his head bowed across the table, and commented in his heart: But that's all.