Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

"I'm sorry, but I really don't want to get another job." Zhuangya sat down at the table and looked at the person opposite and said, "please give me an account number and I'll call you back."

"No hurry." Zhou Junkun just smiled and looked at Zhuangya: "acquaintance is fate."

"I don't think I have any chance to talk to you." Zhuangya's eyes are hidden. She's no matter courteous, not traitor or thief. So many people can choose. How can she be stared at?

Her hands were restlessly stirred under the table. Zhuang Ya was not very relieved to the person sitting opposite her.

She remembered that she had met this man at the gate of No. 1 Middle School of the city. Before she saw him, she felt familiar. First, she remembered who he was.

"Let's eat first. I'd like you to wait for a friend with me." Zhou Junkun said, "I don't need these money."

"Zhou Shao, I have something else to keep. Please give me the bank card number and I'll call you back." Said Zhuang ya.

"I said, I'm good at these money." Zhou Junkun filled Zhuangya's glass with water: "lemonade is OK?"

Zhuang Ya hesitated to take a sip of lemonade, which is provided by the restaurant. It should be OK.

"Miss Zhuang, as I said before, I think I'm very close to you, and this matter is not for you." Zhou Junkun's tone was very persistent. After Zhuang Ya drank the glass of water slowly, her eyes flashed a different look: "it's not a gentleman who entertains an empty woman."

As he said this, Zhou Junkun clapped his hands, the door of the private room was opened, and the waiter brought a dish to the table.

Zhuangya glanced at the dishes on the table and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook her head. "It's not a family affair. I have no reason for you to invite me to dinner."

Originally I was a little hungry. First I smelled the flavor of the food. Zhuangya poured herself a glass of lemonade and filled her stomach with water: "Zhou Shao, you have the right to have money. There's no need to embarrass me, a beer seller. If you really don't care about the money, I'll take it. When you regret, call me and I'll pay you back 。 Farewell. " Said Zhuang ya to get up and leave.

"You don't know what I need you to do. It's a good deal." Said Zhou Junkun.

Seeing that Zhou Junkun won't accept the money, Zhuang Ya thought it better to listen to what it is. If it's not difficult, she promised to come down, and she spent the money peacefully.

Maybe I can use the money to go to a social university or something.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhuang Ya changed her sitting position in the chair and asked Zhou Junkun.

"I just want you to be with me." Zhou Junkun stretched out his index finger: "one night."

"You!" Zhuang Ya is stunned: "who do you think I am?"

"Who do you think you are?" Zhou Junkun's smile was slightly contemptuous.

"I can't take this job. Please do it wisely." Zhuang Ya stands up.

"Ha ha." Zhou Junkun also stood up, reached forward and pinched Zhuang Ya's jaw: "if it wasn't for your face, how could you think I would give you so much money in vain?"

“……” Zhuang Ya clenches her teeth and immediately knows what Zhou Junkun means. She reaches out and opens Zhou Junkun's hand holding her chin. "Your goal is Zhang Ya."

"Ha ha, you are a little self-conscious." Zhou Junkun sneered: "you should be glad that you have a face to change money, or you You don't have to earn that money to sleep with someone for a lifetime. "

“……” Zhuang Ya's hands were clenched to the side of her body, and her head was a little dizzy with rage: "listen, I'm Zhuang ya, not Zhang Ya! I am who I am. I don't need anyone! I won't make this kind of money even if I starve! You have the wrong person! "

"Is it?" Zhou Junkun sneered.

"Yes! You... " Zhuangya's body swayed, and a sense of weakness followed.

"Now that you're here, you can't help it." Zhou Junkun clapped his hands twice. The waiter who had come to deliver lemonade came in with a cold expression.

"You..." Zhuangya's whole body fell back before she could utter the curse.

The waiter pulled people into his arms as soon as he grabbed them.

"What about Xiao Bo?" Zhou Junkun asked after tidying up his tie.

"Now I have put what you gave me in his tea in the cubicle of the top box." The waiter said respectfully.

"That's good. Send someone over." Zhou Junkun's eyes flashed a chill: "the things that were secretly photographed are ready."

"Ready." The waiter hesitated and asked tentatively, "what you promised me before..."

"Don't worry, you are indispensable for a good thing." Zhou Junkun put his hands in his pants pocket with a sneer: "take the man."

"Yes." The waiter nodded and set up Zhuang Ya and pulled the man out of the room.

When the door of the private room closes, Zhou Junkun comes to the corner of his mouth and sneers.

When he gets the photo to threaten Xiao Bo, he dare not mention to terminate the contract. Xiao Bo, a bastard, wants to kick him off when he finds the benefits. It's too beautiful to think about it, and doesn't see what he is!

It's just a remnant of Xiao's, but he dare to be arrogant in front of him. When he gets the photo, he gets the evidence that Xiao Bo and [Zhang Ya] are messing with each other. If this thing is handed to the God of all murderers, Xiao Bo's ten lives are not enough to compensate.

Ask a man who can stand his own woman to wear a green hat for himself. Even if he finds out later, he will take Zhuang ya to the top. Anyway, he just provides a picture, and Zhuang Ya is not Zhang Ya.

Even if the gods of Wanjia kill him crazy, what's more, he is the future successor of the Zhou family, who dares to move him!

Zhou Junkun thinks of Zhengmei here but doesn't want to be cut off by others.

As soon as Yan Lecheng enters Xiao's restaurant, he looks for Zhuang ya. As soon as he runs from the stairs to the top floor, the waiter here helps Zhuang Ya out of the elevator.

"Who are you! This is the top floor! " When the waiter saw Yan Lecheng, he was stunned. Looking up and down at him, he scolded: "the top floor is not where you come from! Get out of here! "

"Top your lungs!" Yan Lecheng steps forward and kicks the waiter in the stomach. He pulls Zhuang ya, who looks dry and red, with the other hand.

"Ah!" The waiter who was kicked over didn't wait to get up. Yan Lecheng had stopped to pick Zhuang ya up and hurried away.

"You, stop! You... " The waiter hobbled after him with one hand over his stomach and the other against the wall.

At the same time, the elevator opened again.

A father and daughter appeared on the top floor, followed by a waitress.