Marriage as a Game

Chapter 3 Asking Her to Stay

"Third Master, Song Master, Zhong Master, the waitress is new and doesn't know the rules. It's also my fault for not watching her carefully enough to let her in. So, today's drinks are all free. I hope you guys will forgive me! Please forgive me!"

The manager kept saying no while using the intercom to call for someone to clean the room.

Shen Chaoxi listened to English for a while with headphones on, and then he heard work being assigned on the intercom.

Private room number eight on the sixth floor is her cleaning area tonight.

She took the tools, put on a mask and quickly entered the private room.

As soon as you enter the private room, you can smell the special smell of nicotine mixed with red wine even through the mask.

"Come on! There's a broken wine bottle here. Clean it up quickly and carefully. Don't dirty the guests' clothes!"

Seeing the cleaning lady wearing light white and red collared Decalen fabric coming in, the manager tried his best to please her.

The waiter just now has been taken out.

In the private room, besides the guests, there were only the manager and himself. Shen Chaoxi remembered his aunt Zheng Juanjuan's advice: don't look up while working and just do whatever you are told.

Therefore, even though there was a meaningful gaze staring at her above her head, she did not notice it.

After cleaning up the mess on the coffee table, Shen Chaoxi turned around and was about to go out. At this time, a low and teasing voice sounded.

"You don't have to pursue what happened just now, and you don't have to waive the drinks, but there is a condition."

When the manager heard this, he naturally would accept it as if it were a general amnesty.

"Third Master, you say!"

Shang Jianghan raised the finger holding the cigarette and pointed in the direction of Shen Chaoxi.

"Ask her to stay and keep you company!"

manager:……

Shen Chaoxi was brought to the door of the private room by the manager.

"You are covering for Zheng Juanjuan, right? Perform well. Whether she can keep this job depends on your performance tonight!"

The salary for daytime cleaning is not low, and there are no days off. Taking leave will result in a deduction of full attendance and the amount is not small. Otherwise, Zheng Juanjuan would not have made it difficult for her to take two shifts. It is easy to imagine what would happen if she lost her job.

As the manager of Bai Ye, the most upscale club in Shangjing, his ability to control people is unquestionable.

Shen Chaoxi kept her brows lowered the whole time, she had already recognized the person in the private room.

She had expected to make such a request.

"I was a substitute last time. I didn't work there!"

What I just said this morning was slapped in the face!

Seeing that Shen Chaoxi remained silent, the manager started with intimidation and then bribery.

"The ten points spent in this private room tonight will count as your bonus, and you don't have to hand in the tips you get!"

"it is good!"

Shen Chaoxi came back to his senses and responded promptly.

It's not her style to not make money when she has the chance.

Seeing that she responded readily, the manager looked at the person in front of him with his slender eyes.

She is tall and thin under the loose cleaning uniform, and her entire face cannot be seen because of the mask she is wearing. Her eyes, with the corners of her eyes raised, are particularly clear and attractive, and the skin exposed outside is white and translucent, which is eye-catching.

Zheng Juanjuan said she had something to do in the evening and asked someone to cover for her. This kind of thing happens frequently, and a cleaner just needs to do his or her job well.

I didn't expect that this shift tonight was worth it and it directly saved his life!
However, it is also the girl's good fortune to be favored by the man inside!

After a few more instructions, the manager personally opened the door of the private room and pushed Shen Chaoxi in.

In the private room, the lights were half turned off, giving it a hazy feel.

On the transparent glass coffee table, there are a wide variety of wines, drinks, and fruit platters.

The private room is not very big, but it is decorated extremely luxuriously and is the best room in Bai Ye.

Shen Chaoxi stood at the door and did not take a step forward. The faces of the three people in her sight were not unfamiliar.

Her memory quickly brought her back to two months ago.

Cloud City.

The sun was unusually hot that day, as if it was scorching the earth. She came out of the Shen family villa, holding her only black shoulder bag in one hand, and walked down the foot of the mountain, her back soaked with sweat.

A bus and a supercar collided at the bend ahead.

The bus rolled over and crushed the supercar underneath. The luxurious red limited edition Ferrari supercar was crushed and deformed, and some people were trapped in the narrow cabin.

Out of instinct, Shen Chaoxi pushed through the crowd and walked in.

The bus driver was arguing with Song Yang, who was dressed in a unique style wearing a flowery shirt.

"It's not our fault, I was driving fine at the time, it was you who overtook me!
Besides, young people should choose a safe place to overtake on a curve. If the lives of the people in the car are lost, who will be responsible?"

"That's right, you really don't take human life seriously!"

The passengers who survived the disaster naturally would not stand idly by. They made accusations and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

At this time, Jong Suk-hee, dressed in black, finished his phone call and pulled Song Yang.

"You still have the energy to argue, hurry up and think of a solution. If anything happens to the Third Young Master, not only will the merchants not forgive you, but even we brothers will fire you!"

In fact, it was Song Yang who was overtaking. He was sitting in the driver's seat at the time. When the danger occurred, Shang Jianghan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pushed him out, but he himself was crushed in the car compartment.

Song Yang pulled his hair in self-blame and said angrily.

"What a fucking rubbish place! The fire brigade is a bunch of wimps! It's been such a long time and there's still no sign of anyone. If anything goes wrong with the Third Young Master, I'll burn them all to death!"

The speaker had a strong Beijing accent and was not a native of Yuncheng.

At this time, some people in the crowd started talking again.

"You see, the license plates in Shangjing city all have the number eight, so they are from a very prestigious background!"

"No wonder he's so arrogant!"

"Shh! Say less and don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke!"

With these words, the crowd consciously took a few steps back.

Therefore, when everyone retreated to the shadow area and kept silent, the figure half-lying in front of the supercar seemed particularly conspicuous.

Eyes facing each other.

This was the first time Shen Chaoxi met Shang Jianghan.

The afternoon sun was as strong as ever, casting a dazzling light all around.

The person in the car looked a bit disheveled, with half of his face stuck between the airbag and the driver's seat. He didn't have time to retract one of his legs, so it was stuck on the edge of the door in a weird posture.

It is not difficult to tell from his clothes and the blue-glowing steel watch on his left wrist that this person is either rich or noble!

"How is it? Are there any external injuries?"

As Shen Chaoxi spoke in a clear voice, her fair and delicate right hand had already stretched out!

Shang Jianghan raised his right eye with great effort, and with the faint light shining in, he could see clearly the face closest to him.

She has fair skin, picturesque eyebrows and eyes with upturned corners. Her seemingly pure face has a bit of charm.

"Bah!"

After a low cry of pain, a wet liquid slid down Shang Jianghan's face.

When he looked again, his brows unconsciously frowned.

One of the springs behind the driver's seat broke, and the sharp metal piece cut the pair of white and delicate index fingers stretched out in front of him.

The injured person seemed not to care. He shook his fingers and put it on Shang Jianghan's left wrist.

The blue halo on the surface of the precious steel watch almost blends in with the color of your fingers.

Shang Jianghan's Adam's apple rolled and his voice sounded like it was covered with a layer of sand.

"Nothing, no external injuries!"

"Your eyes are about to be lost, you have to find a way out!"

Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi's voices almost overlapped.

At this time, Shang Jianghan's left eye was indeed pressed in the middle of the air bag, and the feeling of pressure was gradually subsiding. Only then did Shang Jianghan realize the seriousness of the matter.

His eyes gradually darkened!

(End of this chapter)