Systematic Director’s Tender Love

At twelve o'clock in the night, the city is feasting and feasting, and people after a busy day are looking for their own leisure ways.

Different from the noisy atmosphere of other nightclubs, this bar is filled with soothing and sweet music, and the atmosphere is quiet and warm. Young and handsome bartenders stand in front of the bar and make up cocktails of different colors according to the requirements of the guests.

In the dark corner, there was a petite figure sitting. She leaned gracefully on the sofa, carelessly playing with the wine glass in her hand. The red liquid glowed slightly, but the mouth of the cup had never touched her lips.

Glancing at the unconscious man lying on the bar, she knew she had succeeded.

After all, she is Zhao Donghan, the "scheming bitch" in the eyes of the people around.

As long as she wants to accomplish what she wants to do, she will do her best and never give up unless she achieves the goal.

Therefore, this time is no exception.

Zhao Donghan tugged at the corner of his mouth, put down his glass, stood up and walked towards Mu Yichen.

"This gentleman, what's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

She spent three days looking for someone to follow Mu Yichen, and finally found that he liked to come to this bar alone at night, so she made careful arrangements.

Just now, she was sitting not far from him, watching him drink the glass of cocktail she had mixed with her own eyes. But just in case, she tentatively yelled twice.

No one responded, and it seemed that the man was indeed unconscious.

She looked at Mu Yichen carefully and saw that his figure was slender, about 185. Dressed neatly, the shirt is clean without any wrinkles, and the well-cut white suit fits him perfectly. The white and slender right hand hangs on the edge of the bar, and the gold global limited edition watch on his wrist is very eye-catching.

He has a well-crafted face, and under the bridge of his nose, two thin lips are slightly pressed together, creating a **** arc. He lay there with his eyes closed tightly, like a sleeping prince, with a natural and extraordinary temperament. It is not difficult to imagine what a charming view he will be when he is awake.

This man looks good, but it's a pity...

Zhao Donghan retracted his gaze, raised his hand to call the two waiters, and whispered: "Send him to the private room."

"Yes, miss."

One left and one right, Mu Yichen was supported into the private room, and two waiters put him on a black leather couch.

Zhao Donghan also entered the private room afterwards, and ordered: "Call the most popular male publicist here."

The two waiters agreed and turned and went out. Not long after, a young man appeared at the door.

This young man has delicate features. The white shirt is matched with jeans. The top two buttons are not tied, revealing his fair skin and collarbone. He looks pure and pure like a college student.

Zhao Donghan glanced at him and nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

As soon as he saw Zhao Donghan, the man immediately understood that the man in front of him was the "important customer" mentioned by the manager just now.

Most of the guests he receives are middle-aged ladies over forty years old, and occasionally he meets a few uncles who make perverted requests. It is really rare to see such high-value young beauties.

He immediately smiled like a gentleman and bowed politely:

"Hello miss, my name is Ajie. I hope my service can satisfy you, and I hope you have a good time here."

"The person you want to serve is not me, but him."

With that, Zhao Donghan pointed to Mu Yichen on the sofa.

"Take off his clothes, lie down beside him, take a few poses, and then take a few intimate photos of you.

These are half of your remuneration, and there will be fifty thousand after it is done. "

After all, I took out a stack of money and a latest silver digital camera from my bag and placed them side by side on the glass coffee table.

Ajie glanced at the man lying motionless on the sofa, then looked at the pure-looking girl in front of him, and chuckled lightly: "Please rest assured, I will get things done."

He knew that he would not be so lucky, but it was not difficult to do.

Ajie has seen the world before, otherwise it would not be possible to become the top card in this place.

Even if he didn't know exactly what was going on, he could guess a general idea. Mostly the man offended the beauty, so the beauty wanted to take revenge by taking unbearable pictures of the man.

As long as there is money to be made, why not do it?

Zhao Donghan just wanted to say something when suddenly the phone rang. She took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and said to Ajie, "Ten minutes for you."

Then, he took the phone and pushed the door out.

Ajie walked to the man lying on his back on the sofa, and saw his eyes closed and his brows slightly wrinkled.

What a handsome face!

Even as a man, Ajie was amazed by this handsome man.

Now that he takes money from someone, he has to do things for him. He only has ten minutes.

Without hesitation, Ajie immediately reached out to unbutton the other's suit.

No, the wrist was grabbed before his fingers touched his clothes, and Mu Yichen who was supposed to be unconscious suddenly opened his eyes.

Ajie felt a pain in his wrist. Before he realized what was going on, he was kicked to the ground. A man's knee was pressed against his chest, and a dagger was added to his neck.

At this moment, Mu Yichen's consciousness was not fully awake, this series of movements were all from his instinctive reaction after years of practicing Jeet Kune Do.

His eyes turned, quickly scanned the surrounding situation, and asked calmly.

"who are you?"

"I, I'm the male publicist here. Sir, I have something to say."

There was fine sweat on Ajie's forehead, and it immediately became clear in his heart that this man was not easy to deal with.

"Say, why are you here?"

There was no expression on Mu Yichen's face, and there was a heavy pressure in his cold voice.

He remembered that after a day of work, he felt a little tired, so he drove to the bar alone.

After ordering a cocktail, I felt dizzy just after drinking a couple of sips. I was immediately alert that there was a problem in the wine. It was too late to stand up and leave, and then I lost consciousness.

After waking up, he found that he was lying on the sofa. A man seemed to be attacking him, so he preemptively knocked him down.

"I think you are drunk and lying here alone, so I kindly come over and take a look."

Ajie's eyes blinked twice, and the lie was immediately made up.

"I want to listen to the truth!"

Mu Yichen didn't want to waste time, press down with the dagger in his hand, and a bloodshot leaked out of Ajie's Xuebai neck.

"Don't kill me! I said! Someone asked me to come. She told me to take off your clothes, lie down next to you, and... Then take a few pictures that can cause misunderstandings."

He considered the words, hoping not to annoy the terrible man before him.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Mu Yichen's eyes, and the air pressure around him instantly dropped.