Just as one piece of accompaniment music ended, another piece slowly started playing again.
Ambilight lights are scattered in every corner, and Monet's water lilies are blooming in the exquisite picture frames on the walls.
Wen Baijing leaned lazily on the sofa, looking at her unintentionally. This girl didn't know how to drink, didn't know how to adapt, and even sang out of tune. Apart from a good figure, good looks, and a young age, he has no other advantages.
Such a person, working in this place, must not be deceived into nowhere?
Wen Baijing frowned slightly, looking at Ye Zhenzhen like a bird frightened by a dead branch, with vigilance and panic spreading all over his body.
According to regulations, the princess had to toast a glass of polite wine to the guests. Ye Zhenzhen poured out a nearly full glass of foreign wine and kept squatting next to Wen Baijing, "Hello! I'll toast you, and you can do whatever you want with me. ." She smiled and lowered her glass, clinking it gently with Wen Baijing.
After speaking, Ye Zhenzhen drank the foreign wine in her glass in one gulp and felt that it tasted good, much better than beer.
"Huh..."
Wen Baijing looked at Ye Zhenzhen's silly look and raised his hand, frozen in the air.
"Don't you know how easy it is to get drunk if you drink foreign wine like this?" He finally couldn't help but speak.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at him blankly, with a hint of satisfaction in her mouth.
I am used to the intrigues and intrigues in the shopping mall; I have experienced the trough period when I was on the verge of bankruptcy and the despair of being pushed down by others; I am tired of seeing the faces of those who follow the trend...
Ye Ye in front of me Zhen Zhen, that’s interesting.
Just plain fun!
In other words, it was silly and interesting. She was almost transparent in front of the tempered Wen Baijing.
She is another woman walking a tightrope for money, but little does she know that she is in the gold selling cave, like a frog in warm water, being numbed and assimilated a little bit.
In such a place, there will be no white lotus that is unstained in the mud, only lost dodder.
Save Feng Chen?
Wen Baijing wouldn't do such a boring thing, he just couldn't bear to see the slightly innocent girl in front of him jumping into the quagmire step by step.
Stop her? Save her? Keep her?
He would not do such a tacky thing. I am rich, beautiful and of the right age, what kind of woman can I not find?
"Why do you come here to work?" Wen Baijing asked calmly.
A gambling father, a seriously ill mother, younger siblings who are studying, and a broken her?
Unexpectedly, Ye Zhenzhen did not answer according to this template. She just looked down at her toes and at the colorful patterns on the carpet.
"This place is not suitable for you..." Wen Baijing did not continue.
Too vulgar! Pull Liang's family into the water and persuade Fengchen to be a good person! Those greasy old men’s favorite dramas, thinking of this, he said noWent down.
Anyone with a little bit of social experience knows that no matter how innocent a girl in this place is, once she enters this environment, she will always be tempted, and one day she will be dragged into the water by desire, and there is no doubt that she will fall step by step. It's just a matter of time, sooner or later.
Wen Baijing is not prepared to save people from fire and water. People have their own fate. Who can save whom if he is still alive in this world?
"Can you tell me your story?" Wen Baijing pondered for a while and spoke.
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, her pupils suddenly enlarged, and her expression was in a daze. She is not stupid enough to talk to her customers, nor does she have a strong desire to talk, nor will she use her scars to satisfy other people's desire to pry in exchange for sympathy.
For a moment she smiled politely and said, "Sorry, I can't tell stories, and I don't have any stories to tell."
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Wen Baijing thought she would be like most girls in entertainment venues, having a hard time, shedding a few tears, and recounting her family history in a bitter and resentful way. , in short, it comes as sensationalism.
But Ye Zhenzhen didn't say a word, not intending to have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, and even didn't bother to make up a lie to deal with him. Ye Zhenzhen just lowered her head to clean the countertop and carefully cleaned the ashtray.
"Boss, do you want to sing a song?" Ye Zhenzhen shook off her drunkenness, her eyes a little dodgey.
Looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Wen Baijing's eyes showed disgust.
"Get out!"
Wen Baijing changed his gentle image, and after he cursed, he was surprised how he could feel angry out of thin air.
"Bang!"
He smashed the wine glass against the wall of the box, causing glass shards to fly everywhere.
"Ah!"
The scene in front of her was obviously beyond Ye Zhenzhen's expectation.
She was caught off guard, so scared that she hugged her head and squatted on the ground shivering. The guest was fine one second, but suddenly lost his temper the next second. Faced with the violent and unpredictable guest, Ye Zhenzhen was dumbfounded for a moment.
Looking at Ye Zhenzhen, whose face turned gray, Wen Baijing felt a little flustered. He didn't know why he was so disturbed by this woman.
Ye Zhenzhen quickly gathered her thoughts in panic. She was still in the internship period and did not want to pay to go to work. She had to pacify the guests before being discovered by the inspecting leader.
"Boss, I'm sorry!"
Ye Zhenzhen stood up while trembling slightly, and her apology voice was shaky.
The young master of the private room opened the door and came in to deliver snacks. He looked at the scattered glass shards and looked at Ye Zhenzhen doubtfully.
Ye Zhenzhen winked at the young master and quietly shook her head without saying a word.
Wen Baijing was fed up with the woman in front of him. She was unreasonable, hopeless, ignorant and fearless...
When paying the bill, he only said:I accidentally broke a cup, it had nothing to do with the waiter. I don't know if he is deliberately protecting Ye Zhenzhen or feeling sad for her.
Before sending Bai Wenjing away, Ye Zhenzhen’s eyes stayed on the water lily painting for a few seconds. It blooms in the sparkling blue waves and in a dreamlike world.
"People must love themselves, and then others will love others; people must respect themselves, and then others will respect others."
Bai Jing couldn't hold back what he said at the elevator entrance. , the words dropped like ice.
Standing in the bright KtV hall, those words penetrated Ye Zhenzhen's self-esteem, and shame hit her like a wave. She tried hard to hold back her tears, her face flushed, wondering if the foreign wine was too intoxicating.
After get off work, Ye Zhenzhen rode a donkey home. The small light box of the roadside stall was a little dusty and gave off a dim light. Young men and women who had finished work at nearby nightclubs and foot bath shops were queuing up. They were laughing and complaining about the strange customers they met. Ye Zhenzhen lined up behind them and spent six yuan to pack a portion of egg fried rice.
In this not-too-familiar city, the street lights turned on as scheduled, and the wind picked up the garbage bags, flying and falling, and then slowly swaying with the passing vehicles.
Returning to the small attic, Ye Zhenzhen sat on the edge of the bed in the dark. The sounds of drinks and exaggerated laughter from the supper stall downstairs drifted into the small window and lingered in the small attic.
The egg fried rice was still steaming, but she couldn't eat it.
The person who once ate a piece of egg fried rice with her abandoned her without hesitation.
The customer’s words of self-respect and self-love still deeply broke her heart. She thought she was invincible and didn't care about her self-esteem. Although she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, working in this place was not a glorious thing. It's just that you fell in love with the wrong person. Do you really want to use this as an excuse to sink?
The packed egg fried rice was getting cold in the summer night. Ye Zhenzhen leaned against the wall and sat there until the morning light filtered through the window and the sound of traffic woke up the sun.