Chapter 1 Bondage
When An Yan received the call and rushed to Jiangye Club, Brother Xu from the club was already waiting at the door. When he saw her, he came to her and said, "Come on and go to the third floor."
An Yan's body was actually a little uncomfortable, as if she was falling apart, but she held back and walked quickly inside, while asking, "Who is here this time? Why are you so anxious?"
Brother Xu pointed to the top, without specifying the name of the person, and said: "On the top, the third floor, didn't you find that there were no waiters on the second and third floors today? I knew someone was coming, so I cleared the shop."
An Yan is the waiter of this club, but the club is located in Haicheng with a deep background. The second and third floors are not open to the public. They are all used to entertain powerful and powerful people.
Especially on the third floor.
Countless girls flock to them.
Because if you only climb one person in this place, you won’t have to worry about the rest of your life.
An Yan came here a year ago and worked on the second floor for almost a year.
I only started working on the third floor last month.
And it was the first time she had been here for so long and had such a big battle.
"You can change your clothes quickly and don't delay it. You don't know the rules here. If you give drinks for one minute late, it may be a loss of your head."
An Yan hurriedly changed her clothes, carried the wine, and walked directly towards the room there.
When I arrived at the place, I knocked on the door.
A male voice came from the door: "Come in."
An Yan opened the door, lowered her head slightly, and did not dare to glance around, and said softly: "The wine you ordered has arrived."
The surroundings were quiet for a moment.
“Full up.”
A sound suddenly sounded in the room. The sound was not loud, like the snow melting from the mountains, but for An Yan, the force was so strong that it seemed like he was drilling into her heart.
An Yan suddenly raised his eyes.
Caught out of control, he collided with a pair of dark eyes.
It's Zhou Yuncheng.
The Lord sat on, Zhou Yuncheng was wearing a dark suit and a black shirt, with a string of black jade wrapped around his wrist, and a Buddhist beads engraved with scriptures. He had cigarettes between his fingers, and placed them on the ashtray next to him. The smoke lingered on it, covering his dark eyes.
And those dark eyes were cutting towards her through the layers of barriers in the dark air and thin light green smoke like thin blades.
An Yan stood there, her hand holding the tray subconsciously tightened.
Zhou Yuncheng quickly withdrew his gaze.
An Yan came back to her senses from the moment she was stunned and walked over to pour the wine one by one to eight points.
When she just turned to Zhou Yuncheng, the voices of the people who were talking about projects with Zhou Yuncheng and the others stopped and looked at her.
Someone spoke with interest: "Miss your surname?"
An Yan's voice is a little soft and stingy, but it sounds nice: "I don't have the surname An, and I have a single name, Yan."
"Miss An, come and sit together."
An Yan said: "An Yan dares not."
The speaker laughed: "I dare not, I dare to refuse."
The meaning of threat is very obvious.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment.
An Yan could only look around for a while, only Zhou Yuncheng had an empty seat. She thought about it and finally sat down next to him.
It's very close to him.
She sat very well and with her pure white face, she looked like a law-abiding middle school student, making people want to ask her to go back to do her homework.
Zhou Yuncheng ignored her.
The man just spoke, "Jiangye is now using a student who is still not dry? Xu Sheng is very brave."
An Yan said: "A grown-up."
“How old?”
"eighteen."
The man took a sip of cigarette, looked at her, and chuckled: "The waiter here is eighteen years old and eighteen every year. Xu Sheng really dares to use you. Does he know this is illegal?"
It was obvious that she was lying.
An Yan said: "It's really eighteen."
She said, nervously taking out her ID card.
Fake.
Brother Xu from the club helped her do it.
Moreover, she is just a little weak and looks small, but she is 21 years old this year.
She put her ID card on the desktop.
The person who asked was Shen Qingze. He looked at Zhou Yuncheng. Zhou Yuncheng didn't say anything. Shen Qingze actually didn't know what Zhou Yuncheng meant. He was a little surprised just now and asked tentatively: "Miss An looks like he knows our Mr. Zhou?"
An Yan looked at Zhou Yuncheng with dark eyes, and she smiled faintly: "I don't know you."
"Does Miss An have a boyfriend?"
An Yan's eyes did not take back from Zhou Yuncheng: "Some, I've been dating for two years."
Zhou Yuncheng's expression did not change at all, and he took a puff of cigarette.
In the curling smoke, his cold and deep eyebrows were his eyes, which made people unable to see clearly.
All he could see was his fingers holding a cigarette.
Zhou Yuncheng's fingers are very beautiful and can be touched by hand. His knuckles are pale and slender, and his nails are neatly trimmed.
The Buddhist beads are wrapped around the wrist, like a layer of rules and regulations bound by them, but they do not look ugly. Instead, they have a conflicting beauty of the sense of power to curb people's breathing and the coldness of abstinence in their bones.
Shen Qing remembered something and asked curiously: "I heard that Mr. Zhou went to Nanfo Temple two years ago and converted to Buddhism. Is it true?"
Zhou Yuncheng glanced at him, his emotions were gathered under his long eyelashes, but it suddenly made Shen Qingze wake up, and cold sweat suddenly popped up.
Fortunately, Zhou Yuncheng's phone rang at this time.
He stood up and went to pick it up.
The other party didn't know what he said, but Zhou Yuncheng's voice became very gentle: "Okay, I'll ask the driver to pick you up, and you can send me a message when you're done."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
"Mr. Zhou, whose phone number?"
"An Ning." Zhou Yuncheng said: "She will come here later."
Chapter completed!