Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Song Yan also realized that he had spoken too bluntly, and was scratching his head and trying to make amends, but Yu Luotong smiled calmly again: "Since you have all seen it, I have nothing to hide."

"That's right, that's part of my job. The customers who come here prefer boys who are better looking. Our shop manager said that I'm not bad, and I'm a waiter, so I'd be more pleasing to customers. As long as the guests do something, as long as it’s not too much, we can bear it and let it go. If the wine sells well, the store manager will give more commissions later. I thought, isn’t it just being touched a few times? , and there will be no loss of meat, and you will get used to it if you endure it."

Song Yan heard that he said so, even though he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he could only suppress it.

Xia Lin frowned and didn't speak. If Yu Luotong really thought about it this way, how could he have such trouble with the guests in his last life?What's going on here?

Before he finished thinking about it, he saw another waiter come over and pat Yu Luotong on the shoulder, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Yu Luotong's complexion changed, and he said to the two of them: "Sorry, I still have guests to entertain, please excuse me first!" After saying that, he followed the waiter and left in a hurry.

Song Yan had been holding some words in his stomach for a long time, and when Yu Luotong left, he whispered to Xia Lin: "Although working here makes money quickly, I always feel uneasy. Xia Lin, how about we add up and see if we can Can't find someone to help, introduce Yu Luotong to a job that pays faster and is easier?"

Xia Lin frowned, and did not listen carefully to Song Yan's words, or to be precise, his attention was always on Yu Luotong's leaving back.

He always felt that, seeing Yu Luotong's flustered expression just now, something might happen this time.

Xia Lin's intuition was correct. Not long after Yu Luotong left, he heard a sudden beeping from the crowd, mixed with the sound of broken glass bottles.

Before Song Yan realized what was going on, Xia Lin had already stood up and rushed over.

The incident happened at the edge of the dance floor. A drunk man in black tightly clutched Yu Luotong's wrist with one hand, and held a half-knocked wine bottle in the other. Threateningly: "If you don't agree, I'll scratch your face!"

Yu Luotong's face turned pale with fright, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

This man is a regular customer of this store. He used to bring friends over to relax. Every time he came, Yu Luotong entertained him. After running away with someone, he lingered in bars all day long, drank like crazy, made himself mentally disturbed, and transferred his obsession with his ex-boyfriend to Yu Luotong, and insisted on Yu Luotong going back with him.

After a few times, Yu Luotong saw him and hid as much as he could, but he didn't expect that this person would use the strength of alcohol to force him to submit under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Seeing Yu Luotong's slow refusal, the man's face became more gloomy, and the glass gap moved forward again, and he said hoarsely, "Are you coming back with me?!"

The riot had already attracted the security guards in the store, but in the face of this out-of-control situation, no one dared to act rashly for a while.

At this time Zhou Shuo had already followed Xia Lin into the crowd, and Song Yan, who was belatedly aware of it, also wanted to follow, but the more and more onlookers blocked him outside, making him unable to see what was going on inside...

Xia Lin analyzed the situation, then turned his head slightly and said to Zhou Shuo, "I'm going to draw his attention, you go around behind him, and suppress him when he's not prepared, are you sure?"

Zhou Shuo thought for a moment, then nodded.

So Xia Lin pushed aside the crowd and said: "He is mine now, if you want to take him away, you have to ask me first, right?"