Madam, president loves you secrectly

And they can't catch them, otherwise there will be countless people involved.

Song Manxi's words made these waiters jump a little. After all, if there was a murder in the club, no matter what the facts are, the only person who will suffer in the end will be the club.

It is necessary to weigh the pros and cons.

The confrontation between the two sides lasted only two or three minutes. Song Manxi couldn't help urging: "what's the matter? You give me a word. I can't hold it. If I can't hold it, I won't give you a choice."

Obviously, she asked for help, but now she just said a few words and changed the roles of both sides.

The waiter with gold rimmed glasses made a decision first: "Miss, we can agree you to go, but please keep your promise. After all, we treat you with courtesy. I hope Miss can repay it with courtesy."

He was just a waiter, but he spoke in a literati tone.

"Yes."

He promised, but song Manxi didn't think it would be wrong to break his promise, because he didn't have to keep his promise with these uncertain people.

This year, she talked to people and ghosts in the workplace. She didn't know how many times she had broken the contract. She didn't care about this kind of thing for a long time. In the workplace, who really took whose words seriously.

"Miss, this way, please..."

Seeing her promise, the waiter wearing gold rimmed glasses made a gesture of invitation, and the waiter who said Song Manxi was hiding looked at her with an unpleasant face, but his colleagues had made a decision, and he didn't object any more.

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"Miss, it's only ten minutes. If you don't come out after ten minutes, our people will go in and check it immediately. Don't blame us for being unreasonable at that time."

The waiter who disliked song Manxi reluctantly helped her open the door of the toilet. The corners of his eyes drooped slightly and still refused to look at her more, while his other colleagues were waiting outside the corridor.

Seeing that song Manxi didn't move, he felt that the woman was not in a hurry at all. She was just playing tricks.

So he urged more impatiently, "Miss, please."

Song Manxi glanced at him and then went in.

The toilets here are divided into men's and women's toilets, and the area of the toilet is very wide. In the past, there were hundreds of small rooms, and deodorizing incense was burned in the dark room, so the taste is not particularly heavy.

Song Manxi waited for the door of the toilet to be closed and hurried to one small room after another, but as she said, the height of the window here really couldn't accommodate people to escape from it.

Song Manxi put down the glass window he opened, closed his eyes and thought for a while in a small room, and looked at his wrist watch. The time passed minute by minute.

Just as she was trying to find a way, there was a conversation between two women outside.

"These people are not like this. At best, they want to make an appointment with me. They don't flirt with anyone who is beautiful. How can they have sincerity? You know, no aristocrat will allow their children to marry a dusty woman."

Wearing a flaming red dress and putting on lipstick in front of the wash table, the woman's lips were slightly hooked, revealing a ironic smile.

"That is, a silly woman like you will believe the lies that men say in the romantic arena."

She painted lipstick and covered the lid: "Momo, listen to your sister's word, you'd better break up with him as soon as possible. It's good for everyone and avoid making it too ugly in the future."