An Sien carefully hid the lipstick: "Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet."
"messenger."
The messenger took the note, looked at it, wrote down the contact information, and burned the note.
"This name is so weird."
"It's just a code name."
The messenger picked up his phone and entered the number into the communication, and applied for a chat friend, but he had to wait until An Sien got off work to agree to this.
An Sien and their foreman will turn off their mobile phones while working.
The only thing these people control about their mobile phones is that they must never bring their mobile phones with them to work.
The first time you are caught, your commission will be deducted, the second time you will be deducted one month's salary, and the third time you will be taken to a black room and taught a lesson.
It's okay to play with your phone during breaks, but every technician must hand in your phone during working hours.
In fact, there is no problem if they don't hand over their mobile phones. Each of their mobile phones has a backdoor, and someone is watching their every move.
Confiscating mobile phones is just an insurance policy, in case the monitoring personnel are not paying attention for a moment, and there happens to be a guy who can't think about it at this time and asks for trouble.
This is called taking precautions before they happen.
If you want to catch people in this industry, they can only catch what they are doing. As long as they control their external communication tools during working hours to prevent being single-handedly taken advantage of.
And it's not that easy to get on the pirate ship. The technicians' citizen cards are in the hands of the store manager, and everyone's personal information is tightly controlled.
Want to run? Where can you run? Can the monk who runs away reach the temple?
After the messenger finished recording his contact information, the room fell into an eerie silence.
An Sien twisted his fingers and kept rolling the corners of his clothes, looking a little unnatural.
"Then, what to do next..."
An Sien turned her head away and did not dare to look at the messenger's face. After all, she was just a college student who had just entered society.
There is no greater sadness than heartbreak. The pressure of survival she faced before left her no time to think too much.
At the beginning, she would be embarrassed and completely at a loss when facing customers, but after a week of "teaching" by the trainer, she was almost numb.
Customers are customers, and they will not feel any pleasure or feel any shame. They will just follow the trainer's instructions mechanically or be at the mercy of those men.
The messenger's actions could not be said to have rescued her from the deep water, but they could be regarded as throwing a lifebuoy and a rescue rope to her.
Let her rise to the surface and take a breath in this endless black water.
Although the messenger's eyes were cold, they were better than those men who looked at him strangely.
This is what comforts An Sien the most.
At least in the eyes of the messenger, he was still a human being and not a tool to vent his anger.
"That's not what I came here for."
The messenger looked at An Sien strangely, then took out a pen and paper and started writing and drawing.
The way he looked like he was immersed in writing and doing serious things made An Sien dumbfounded.
There is an old saying stuck in my throat, I want to say it but I can't say it out.
Isn't this the place for that kind of thing? Didn't you often go to the Internet cafe to study and the library to play games when you were a child?
What the messenger said is like eating a lunch box in a toilet cubicle or going to a restaurant to relieve yourself.
It cannot be said that there is a problem, it can only be said that it is completely putting the cart before the horse.
Complaints are complaints, the messenger's indifferent attitude made An Sien secretly relieved.
After agreeing to become an informant, the two of them no longer had a simple social relationship like a lady and a prostitute.
Just like when you go to a pedicure shop for a massage and find out that the technician is your former high school classmate.
If it were really done, it would definitely be very awkward.
"Memorize these sentences."
While An Sien was still wandering around, the messenger handed over a note.
An Sien looked at the flirting words above and was a little confused: "Is this?"
"Secret code, if the manager of this store comes, you should say the above words in order, so that the people monitoring your mobile phones will only think that you are communicating with me."
"this……"
An Sien looked at the information on the note with mixed feelings. To be honest, when she accepted the check, she was already prepared for revenge from her boss.
Unexpectedly, the messenger even considered her personal safety. He was not a police officer, so there was no need to care about the informant's safety.
This is the first person besides her mother who thinks about her.
"Don't think too much, I'm worried that you will be stupid enough to directly send me a message to inform me that the boss is here."
The messenger seemed to know what she was thinking and said coldly: "I don't want these 150,000 yuan to go to waste."
An Sien hummed softly and said nothing, just burying this small gratitude deep in his heart.
Two hours later.
The gratitude in An Sien's heart was strangled to death by her own hands.
The messenger walked out of the room, followed by An Sien, whose face was flushed and whose legs were weak.
An Sien followed the messenger silently, staring at his back with eyes full of resentment.
In order to cover up, this guy made her do sit-ups, push-ups and squats in the room for a whole hour. Her arms and thighs are still sore to this day.
If I hadn't rested in the house for a while, I would have had to hold on to the wall even when walking.
Arriving at the living room on the second floor, the salesman immediately greeted him. Seeing An Sien who was almost exhausted behind him, he showed a lewd smile: "Brother, are you feeling comfortable?"
"It's pretty good. Help me get a membership."
The messenger took out his wallet, took out 16,000 and handed it to the salesperson: "How do you calculate the guarantee for her for a month?"
"Xiao An, right?" The salesperson glanced at An Sien and quickly reported a number: "She said fifty thousand a month."
To be honest, the price is a bit exaggerated.
The price of keeping a mistress is approximately between 30,000 and 50,000. Depending on the degree of development of different regions, the price will not exceed 100,000 at the highest.
Of course, this is just the maintenance fee, gifts and other things are not included in the calculation.
Seeing that the messenger remained silent, the salesman smiled and explained.
"Don't be too expensive. She is a female college student who has just arrived. She has not had a few customers yet, and she can let you experience the feeling of slowly training her. You can ask her to do anything this month. If you don't
If so, we can ask professionals to help you adjust it. The 50,000 yuan is absolutely worth it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The salesperson introduced the advantages and after-sales service of An Sien incessantly, as if he was introducing a product, and did not regard her as a person at all.
People watch.
Hearing the two of them talking about supporting him in front of him, An Sien just stood there with his head lowered and remained silent.
She knew very well that from the moment she stepped here, dignity was gone.
The trace of self-respect that she had just regained when talking to the messenger was thrown to the ground and trampled on, and she turned back into the numb technician again.
"Can you guarantee that you will be on call within this month?"
The messenger took the membership card, took out his mobile phone and downloaded the store's exclusive APP software, and then very familiarly charged 50,000 yuan into the account.
None of this avoided An Sien, but the latter only glanced at it and then looked away.
"Do you want to take him out to play?"
"No?" asked the messenger.
The salesperson frowned subconsciously, but when he remembered that the person the courier wanted to package was An Sien, his brows quickly relaxed.
Although An Sien was kidnapped and belonged to the shady category, he took the initiative to go to sea for money, and his safety was even higher than that of most technicians in the store.
Besides, they knew An Sien's family situation well, and it was best to control such a kind-hearted girl. Her mother was lying in the hospital, and she didn't have the guts to run away or report them.
"Of course, no problem. We will take her name down temporarily. She won't have to pick up customers for this month. She will be waiting in the lounge every night, ensuring that she is always available."
The messenger asked: "Is it okay if I take him out tonight?"
"Until next month, Xiao An is at your disposal, as long as he doesn't become disabled."
The salesperson readily agreed.
It's been a long time since I met a major customer in sales, and everything was arranged very well.
This branch has just opened and its reputation has not yet been established. Most of the technicians were rejected from the main store and assigned here based on the principle of no waste.
People who can afford to go to the main store will naturally look down on this branch, so the salesman did this because he wanted to build the brand here through messengers.
To put it bluntly, he is not satisfied with being a salesperson in one branch, and wants to continue to climb up. The prerequisite for continuing to climb up is to make the branch bigger and stronger, and gain the appreciation and recommendation of the store manager.
This is what sales think and do.
After completing the remaining formalities, An Sien officially became the property of the courier for a period of one month.
This month, as long as you don't disfigure or make the person disabled, even if you let her do high math, run a marathon, or do clean and jerk every day, it will be fine.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to chat with the messenger and keep in touch with the salesperson, An Sien took back his mobile phone and returned to the lounge to change into regular clothes.
If she goes out wearing this suspender skirt, she will definitely be eye-catching, and the rate of turning heads will definitely be 100% along the way.
Of course, you may also be taken to the police station and detained by a passing patrol officer.
An Sien, who put on hot pants and a short-sleeved T-shirt, looked much more normal. She looked youthful and beautiful, no different from a college student.
She silently opened the passenger door and got into the courier's car.
In the sales farewell, the messenger took her out of the villa area.
Looking at the villa that was left far behind, An Sien still had an unreal feeling.
Over the past month, she had become accustomed to going to work at dusk and leaving early in the morning. When she saw the night view of the villa area for the first time, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Inexplicably, I met a super-rich bounty hunter, and then received a large amount of money inexplicably, and then I was kept as a child for a month without any explanation.
To be honest, my experience in these few hours tonight is comparable to the story of the overbearing president.
I just came out like this?
An Sien kept asking questions in his heart.
Although it was only temporary, she did leave that devil's cave.
Moreover, according to what the messenger said, if she could provide information about the boss, she might be able to destroy this devil's cave herself.
The existence of the messenger seemed to mean that God took pity on her plight and deliberately arranged a messenger of justice to save her and take her out of the sea of suffering.
An Sien looked forward, dazed.
Since I don't have to pick up guests tonight, what should I do?
An Sien couldn't think of what she should do tonight. At this time in the past, she was still in the lounge or in bed in the villa.
She took a day off without any warning, which made her a little overwhelmed.
When you go to the hospital, the patients in the inpatient department should be asleep by now, so you can't disturb others' rest.
When I go home to sleep, my biological clock has been completely reversed. Even if I go back, I may not be able to fall asleep.
Just when An Sien was confused, the messenger's question interrupted her thoughts.
"Where is your home?" asked the messenger.
"Zhenxing Road, Lane 32."
An Sien replied subconsciously without thinking.
"Do you have anything else to do next? If nothing happens, I will take you home."
The messenger concentrated on driving without even looking at her.
An Sien turned to look at him, and then quickly lowered his head: "...No."
After receiving a positive reply, the messenger turned on the navigation, turned the car and drove towards Zhenxing Road.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of a community. The dilapidated iron gate was covered with rust, making people wonder whether it could withstand the impact of the stroller.
"Is it here?"
"Well, thank you."
An Sien packed his bag, opened the door and got out of the car.
The iron gate is just a decoration and is not locked.
With a heart-wrenching crunching sound, An Sien entered the community. She waved to the car to indicate that the messenger could leave, then turned and walked towards the dark residential building.
It was already late at night, and there were no street lights in the community, so An Sien walked very slowly. She took out her mobile phone and tried to turn on the flashlight.
At this moment, a strong light came from behind.
It was the messenger who turned on the headlights and illuminated the road ahead.
An Sien switched the mobile phone page to the chat interface and sent a thank you.
She coughed, turned on the flickering voice-activated light in the corridor, and walked up the stairs.
The messenger watched quietly outside the community. He didn't leave until the lights in the room on the third floor came on.
An Sien had already taken a shower in the villa before coming back. She lay on her back on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
After a while, An Sien got up from the bed like a carp.
She took out the lipstick with the check hidden in her bag and pulled the check out of the crack.
An Sien unfolded the check rolled into a cylinder and carefully wiped off the remaining lipstick with toilet paper.
She didn't know whether the check was true or false, but judging from the courier's attitude of spending money like water and transferring tens of thousands of dollars at a moment's notice, it was most likely true.
The medical bills that had been bothering me for several months were solved in this way.
An Sien wanted to laugh, but he couldn't do it.
She stared at the check and didn't know what she was thinking. She kept looking at it until the barking of stray dogs in the community brought her back to reality.
An Sien patted his face and let out a long sigh of relief, took out an envelope from the drawer, sealed the check, and pressed it under the dictionary.
After doing all this, she went back to bed and got ready to sleep.
However, An Sien was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.
She climbed up from the bed, returned to the desk, picked up the check and put it in the dictionary, and then put the dictionary in the drawer.
The night breeze blew through the screen window and blew the curtains, also blowing on An Sien's cheek. She glanced at the screen window, locked the screen window and the door together after a long time, and turned on the air conditioner.
Returning to the bed, An Sien couldn't lie down no matter what. Finally, she took out the envelope containing the check from the dictionary and pressed it under the pillow.