Personal security

Chapter 13: There is no leisure at night (

Three days of boring time passed slowly. Every day when going to and from get off work, I watched Dongfang Wenjing come in and out. The two of them never said a word, and even their eyes rarely met.

However, Zhao Jianhui's job as a security guard has completely changed. Anyone in the company can arrange for him to work. "Zhao Jianhui, I didn't eat this morning, buy me some breakfast."

"This is a letter to the post office. It's urgent. Go and return quickly."

"There is no toilet paper. I'm waiting to go to the toilet. Buy a pack quickly."

After three days, Zhao Jianhui basically knew the other men and women in the company, especially Ye Qiuyu, who was already very familiar with him.

Fortunately, although Dongfang Wenjing said that Heizi should work with him 24 hours a day that day, after three days, Dongfang Wenjing never asked them to do anything after get off work.

At the end of the first floor, a small room next to the warehouse is the doghouse for the two people. As long as the company's people don't work overtime, after everyone has left, the two people will lock the shutter door in front. If they want to sleep, they will take off their clothes and lie on the bed. If they don't want to sleep and want to go out, they will go through the small door at the back and pass through the parking lot of Longxing Hotel. Step out of the door and you will see South Korea Street. It is really convenient to stand on the street and admire the beautiful girls passing by.

The Hailong Building not far away is open until 8 o'clock in the evening. The street lights on the roadside are not very bright. Sitting on the curbstone on the roadside facing the breeze, drinking two taels of Erguotou with a bag of peanuts, watching the young girl and the pretty wife twisting their thin waists with the fragrance of the wind, that The taste is really unimaginable.

Seeing the sunset half hidden behind the distant buildings, it was time to get off work. The two of them sat at the table with their heads down, thinking about what entertainment to do in the evening. With a gust of fragrant wind blowing in their faces, Ye Qiuyu stood in front of the table gracefully: "Zhao Jianhui, you are working overtime at night, come with me to do something. By the way, do you have better clothes? Take off your skin and change into clothes that can go out."

Alas, what is coming has finally come. It seems that there will be no free time at night in the future.

The sky gradually darkened, and the New World Nightclub gradually opened the hustle and bustle of a new day. Zhao Jianhui wore a white short-sleeved shirt, black board pants, and cheap black leather shoes. He stood under the flickering colorful lights and looked at the bright glass. Looking at the bizarre world behind him, and the couples of crazy men who indulged themselves to the fullest, he felt as if he were in another world.

He didn't expect that Dongfang Wenjing and Ye Qiuyu would bring him to this place. This dance hall is a combination of Chinese and Korean styles. There is a dance floor, a karaoke hall, and a KTV room. The mamasan is the foreman, and the dancing girls accompany the guests to dance, drink and have fun. There are also various kinds of dances and singers singing. It depends on what the guests like. Whenever a man comes here, he can always find a reason not to leave.

He doesn't know exactly how many shares Tu Xiong has, but it is obvious that Tu Xiong is not a major shareholder. Otherwise, when Zhao Jianhui said he wanted to work here, Tu Xiong would not say that there was a problem here, and then even he would not be able to deal with it.

Zhao Jianhui used to follow Tu Xiong here. The shocking sound waves, crazy shouting, and unpredictable lights inside are so familiar and so fresh.

Zhao Jianhui looked at all this coldly, as if he was standing in another world, watching the other side of the world across time and space. At this moment, he realized that he had never been into this kind of life in his blood.

"Hey, park my car. I just bought it." A delicate voice brought Zhao Jianhui back to reality. Ye Qiuyu, dressed in black, stood in front of Zhao Jianhui gracefully, holding a car key in her white and tender hands.