Become invincible from the explosion of the alchemy furnace

Secondly, Fang Che received guests as usual, with all kinds of people coming and going from her workplace. His boss still came to visit occasionally as usual, and the guests all shouted at her. , he had no choice but to keep lowering his posture and lowering his posture again, allowing the guests who were in a bad mood to beat and scold him.

Today, a regular customer of the store came again. He is a rich man, an uncle in his 40s. He is a typical middle-aged greasy person. His face is dark and oily, as if it reflects light. , the hair is disheveled, as if it has not been washed for many years, and the belly is very big, and it seems that he has eaten a lot. He likes to put a lot of oil on his shoes, and instead likes to wear slim-fitting clothes. His voice is also very ugly, rough, hoarse, and dull. His voice is very low, like the voice of a certain beast, and it is still The kind of old, old beast that sticks out its tongue covered with yellow moss. But this kind of person is generally very popular for the simple reason that he gives a lot of money.

After he came in, he asked someone to serve him. This time he was still humane, but he just wanted to soak his feet. As soon as he said this, several young waiters came around immediately. They were smelling very inferior aromatherapy, which made people smell it. Feeling dizzy and wanting to vomit, they try their best to dress themselves up to be white and good-looking, because handsome faces are always more attractive to customers, but most of them have the opposite effect. They circled around the greasy middle-aged man and kept recommending themselves to him, as if in their eyes, she was a fairy and beauty who just needed a bath.

If not for money!

The man also hated them. He felt that the smell of the perfume made his head hurt, so he drove them away impatiently, just like driving away layers of flies, and he didn't forget to curse at the end. His eyes scanned the entire room and finally landed on Fang Che.

"That guy over there! The thin one! Yes, that's you! Come here!" He pointed at him and asked him to come over, and he had to obey.

"Hello." Fang Che said simply like other waiters.

"Hahaha! Hello!" The man suddenly became happy, "You pretend to look like them!"

Fang Che was speechless. The man put his nose close to his and said, "Actually, you don't like serving someone like me!" Fang Che saw that his teeth were very yellow and his breath was heavy. The turbid gas sprayed on his face, which made him uncomfortable, but He hid all his discomfort, and his face still had the expression that an ordinary waiter should have.

"Sir, you are very good at joking. Since it is your request, how can I refuse?"

This was nothing to him, he had experienced far more disgusting things.

"Hahaha! That's good!" He laughed again, like a rooster crowing. Fang Che led him into a separate box, prepared a wooden basin for him, and poured hot water for him.

"Come on, come on, son, help me change my clothes!" He thought he was a scoundrel and made all kinds of unreasonable demands to him.

"Okay." Fang Che agreed meekly. He walked silently to the man, and the man stood ready to enjoy.

He silently helped the man unbutton his clothes, and very docilely helped him take off one piece of clothing, and then his shoes. When he was putting on his slippers, he asked the man to sit down. The moment he took off his shoes, there was a rush of confusion. The air of competition hit him, and he frowned slightly, then acted as if nothing had happened, and continued to do the work in hand with his head lowered.

"How is it? It doesn't smell good!" That man is really in bad taste.

"No, how could it be!" Fang Che showed a truly evil smile. That's his magic weapon.

"Not bad, not bad. She looks pleasing to the eye and has a good personality!" He praised her, but he still refused to put his feet in the basin. Deliberately fighting with him.

Fang Che's auspicious patience was nothing to him. He had suffered differential treatment that was ten times more serious than this.

Just a whiff, nothing much. to himself.

The man finally agreed to start washing his feet. Fang Che helped him adjust the water temperature, then put his hands in to help him scrub. This kind of work is tiring and heavy. In the eyes of others, it is simply not done by humans. But he lowered his head and finished the task without saying a word. From time to time, I would take the initiative to communicate with him. With your own smile.

"Sir, is this water hot?"

"Do I feel comfortable sitting there?"

"If there's any service that's not in place, you have to talk to me!"

He is different from Fang Yan, who has to be picky even when eating. He does the same things as everyone else, desperately trying to win favor and communicating desperately. The reason is very simple, just because he can earn more money this way. , only with money can he leave here and take Fang Yan with him.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The man was made happy by her, and his body relaxed, and she started chatting with him.

"Your son, you are worthy of being the one I chose. He is really smart!"

"I'm a regular customer here, and I want you from now on!"

Fang Che smiled and agreed, he is always the most obedient one.

After washing the man's feet, the man made another request.

"Your skin is very fair, right?"

Fang Che smiled and nodded.

"Here, do you think this is good? Play a game with me!" The man's eyes became lustful, but they were not lustful, they were clearly like a poisonous snake looking at its prey. Fang Che just felt that she was in danger, and she subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"No need to refuse, it's okay! Your boss is my colleague! He will definitely like what you do!" The man said casually, but gave a shocking message.

He has something to do with that old man Ge Hua...

Fang Che noticed it very keenly, turned around and smiled slightly.

"Okay then! What do you want to do?"

"Then take off your shirt." The man stared at him, his eyes full of playfulness, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Could it be... A terrifying thought suddenly arose in Fang Che's heart, as his body seemed to be electrified and his fingers became cold.

It doesn't matter... don't be afraid... it's worth it... He comforted himself in his heart, it doesn't matter... it doesn't matter...

"Humph!" The man sneered twice, his face full of pride.

"How's it going? Don't think too much~"

Fang Che looked up at him.

"Mine is a top, not pants! It doesn't matter~" The man laughed completely.

"I don't have that hobby yet!"

Fang Che exhaled, not bad, not bad.

"But, we can't stop playing!" The man didn't want to let him go. She walked towards him step by step and looked at the boy.

"You still have to play!"

Fang Che did not refuse, because there was no rule of refusal here. He just looked at the man sitting in the dark, looking at him, as if he was holding something in his hand...