Chapter 27: Moonlight Across the Water
Li Ling pushed open the door and pulled Ye Zhenzhen in.
The dim light in the box filled the air like old dust, a little choking. I rubbed my eyes, and they were misty.
There were three male guests and three beauties sitting on the sofa. When Ye Zhenzhen and the other person came in, the singer put down the microphone.
The bald guest glanced at her and said, "You are Ye Zhenzhen!"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and nodded: "Yes, good evening, bosses!"
The guest sitting in the middle was a Mediterranean guy, with a reflective forehead that looked like a barren desert, with a few strands of fine, fluffy grass occasionally sticking out stubbornly on both sides of his head - it was actually more pleasing to the eye without them.
Like the Haloxylon ammodendron trees in the desert control project, they are sparse. Haloxylon ammodendron trees in the desert can improve the ecology, and even if they are sparse, they are always beneficial to humans and nature.
But the hair on both sides of his forehead always reminds people that he is bald.
His eyes revealed the cunning of a small businessman, and he looked Ye Zhenzhen up and down.
"I heard that you are very famous and there is a customer who comes to support you every day." Mediterranean's eyes were gleaming and his tone was not friendly.
Ye Zhenzhen suppressed her displeasure but stood there smiling and saying nothing.
"Come here," the Mediterranean man patted the sofa, his words and actions all revealing frivolity, "Drink with me."
The beauty next to Mediterranean tactfully moved aside to make room for Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen refused to give in, her smile frozen on her face, "Sorry! I'm just a waiter, not a drinking companion. I'm not in a good mood to drink today." The guest was very rude, so she could only smile. She didn't work in this box and didn't get paid a penny. She just came here to go through the motions because her boss asked her to.
The Mediterranean man looked unhappy and frowned.
You could hear a pin drop in the box. Everyone looked towards Tang and Ye Zhenzhen. The air around them gradually condensed into a cross-shaped ice crystal.
"You have a bad temper! You become arrogant just because someone supports you!" said the bald man with disdain.
The Mediterranean man said sarcastically: "You are just a hemp rope on a crab. Do you really think you are clinging to a high branch? Once you leave the crab, you are still a hemp rope! Don't take yourself too seriously!"
Ye Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned red and she bit her lower lip, "I'm sorry, bosses! I won't disturb your entertainment. I'm leaving first!" After saying that, she bent down and bowed respectfully.
"Don't go!" The bald man took the lead and blocked the door. "You have to offer a courtesy drink. Isn't it your rule to offer courtesy drinks to guests?"
The bald man had a meaningful smile on his face, his eyelids drooping over his triangular eyes.
Ye Zhenzhen's path was blocked and her steps began to become panic.
Li Ling poured the wine and handed the glass to Ye Zhenzhen, "Zhenzhen, since the guest has spoken, let's toast him a polite glass!"
Staring at Li Ling's seemingly sincere face, she was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes couldn't help but darken a little. Ye Zhenzhen turned around, and no one was drinking or singing. Everyone's eyes were focused on her, and they were all curious about what she would do next.
"Sister Li Ling, my period has come!" Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "It's my first day today and I can't drink."
Li Ling still held the glass, with no intention of taking it away, "Zhenzhen, it is a rule for waiters to offer courtesy drinks to guests."
The Mediterranean man folded his arms, looking like he was enjoying a good show.
The bald man walked over and approached Ye Zhenzhen. A turbid smell came to her nose, and Ye Zhenzhen quickly took a few steps back and turned her face away.
"If you don't drink, you'll be complained and fined!" the bald man smiled sinisterly.
"I'm sorry, I really can't drink! Please forgive me!" Ye Zhenzhen explained calmly, "Next time, okay? This is really a special case."
The Mediterranean man said coldly: "If you dare not drink, don't even think about leaving this box."
There was a tall and thin man on the sofa, and next to him was a black-haired beauty who kept winking at Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen looked confused and didn't understand...
She looked at the door from time to time until her eyes were dry and her neck was stiff and sore, but no one came.
"Boss, I'm really sorry, I can't toast to you due to my health." Ye Zhenzhen forced a smile, "I'm still at work, I can't let the guests in the box wait anxiously, I'll leave first. I hope everyone has fun!"
At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen just wanted to spread her wings and escape. After working for 23 days, she had not accumulated any experience in dealing with situations, nor did she know how to deal with the customers' embarrassment.
"Just go ahead and try!" The Mediterranean man slammed the table and looked at Ye Zhenzhen viciously.
Everyone was shocked and trembled. Ye Zhenzhen was so frightened that she could only bite the bullet and walk to the door.
"Snapped!"
A cup flew past her head and hit the wall behind her, glass shards splattered everywhere. A piece of broken glass flew onto Ye Zhenzhen's back and slid onto her work clothes.
"Hey!"
Ye Zhenzhen stood there stupidly, feeling a cool breeze on her back. She subconsciously reached out to touch her back and felt a crack about four or five centimeters long.
She trembled and withdrew her hand, closing her eyes tightly. After a few seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked carefully, and there was no blood on her hand.
Fortunately, a false alarm.
"Ye Zhenzhen, do you really think you are a dish?" the bald man sneered.
She regained her composure from her shock, subconsciously clenched her fists, and glared at the bald guest.
"Ye Zhenzhen, you are just trying to please the person you are talking to!" The Mediterranean man said sarcastically, "How much do I charge for sleeping with you? Just name your price! I still have this little money!"
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know when she had offended these people, so she was embarrassed and humiliated like this. She blushed and fought back: "I'm just a waiter. I don't know where to get a PC. If you need anything, you can ask others."
"Are you calling me a PK?" The Mediterranean man stood up and walked towards Ye Zhenzhen with anger, "If I don't teach you a lesson, how noble do you think you are!"
The Mediterranean man suddenly raised his hand and slapped Ye Zhenzhen on the head. She stood there in a daze, watching the slap about to land on her face.
The black-haired beauty suddenly stood up and pushed her away. She dodged the slap, staggered back a few steps and almost fell.
"Brother, look, you want to drink, right? I'll drink with you." Jiali said flatteringly with a smile on her face.
There was a flash of cold light in the Mediterranean man's eyes, which made people's scalps tingle and their backs feel cold.
The black-haired beauty timidly took a few steps back and kept silent.
"Ye Zhenzhen, you're just a plaything! I'm playing with you for a while, do you really think you've become a phoenix?" The Mediterranean man had a fierce look on his face, "You're just a nightclub waitress, why are you pretending to be so noble!"
Ye Zhenzhen understood the customer's implication: You work here so you are lowly, I come here to consume so I am noble!
But without waiters to serve them, how can their dignity be demonstrated?
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks flushed red, and she didn't care about the rules for a moment, and retorted: "I'm not noble, but I'm not lower than you. Even if someone like you throws money at me to death, I won't be tempted, and I will even think that your money stinks!"
"Really? Do you really think I don't dare to hit you?" The Mediterranean man swung his fat body towards Ye Zhenzhen, his eyes fierce, "I've seen a lot of bitches like you! I still have money to beat you up and make you pay."
Ye Zhenzhen retreated all the way to the wall. The bald man and the Mediterranean surrounded her, and she had nowhere to hide or escape.
The two men are getting closer...
Ye Zhenzhen pressed herself against the wall, a look of disdain on her face and eyes full of contempt. She waited for the fists and slaps to come, and for no reason she felt a sense of sadness that a man could rather be killed than humiliated.
The dark-haired beauty rushed to the door and opened it, "Security!"
The sound of the walkie-talkie mixed with footsteps was getting closer and closer. The Mediterranean man and the bald man heard the noise, stopped and slowly backed away.
The two men stared at her intently. The Mediterranean man jokingly said, "Ye Zhenzhen, you are just a prostitute! If you were really that kind of person, you wouldn't be in a nightclub! Is it your trick to pretend to be noble just to get a good price?"
Several security guards rushed into the box and promptly stopped the two men who were about to commit violence.
The door was crowded with nearby guests and waiters. Everyone was attracted by the chaotic scene, stretching their necks and pricking up their ears, afraid of missing the wonderful moment. Ye Zhenzhen was like a clown, welcoming the gazes of countless onlookers and adding some humor to other people's boring lives.
Ye Zhenzhen was not beaten, but was a little frightened. She did not feel relieved that she was out of danger, but felt ashamed. She just wanted to slap herself, "You are greedy for money! You are short-sighted! You deserve this humiliation!"
Her self-esteem split from the center and spread out in all directions, covered with spider-web-like cracks. In an instant, it collapsed.
Dust rose up in front of her eyes, and her vision was blurred in the smoke and dust.
In full view of everyone, she was helped out of the box, and the tear on the back of her clothes was burning like a fire burning the sky and the earth.
The black-haired beauty was standing in the corridor. Ye Zhenzhen walked up to her and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for what you did just now."
The black-haired beauty held her hand, "Are you okay?"
She suddenly recognized the black-haired beauty. On the first day of her internship, there was a girl squatting in the corridor crying, and she handed the girl a pack of tissues.
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, "It's okay!"
Seeing that she was fine, the dark-haired beauty turned and walked towards the box.
Li Ling stood at the door of the box and looked at Ye Zhenzhen coldly.
Wen Baijing's words echoed in her ears, "If you don't learn to say no to villains, you will offend them sooner or later." At this moment, she finally understood that she would offend them sooner or later anyway, so she should learn to say no from the beginning and not give villains a chance to take advantage of her.
The crowd of onlookers did not disperse, most of them were watching the joke. They were eager to get the latest gossip, which was first praised and then put down, because such gossip was more palatable to the spectators.
The gazes of the crowd were like a fuse that ignited the explosives. With a loud bang that shook the earth, her self-esteem was instantly burned to ashes and disappeared.
"Aren't you guys at work? What are you gathering here for?" the minister said sternly to the onlookers.
Everyone dispersed with a lingering feeling. The minister took a coat and put it on her. "Ye Zhenzhen, are you okay? Are you injured?"
She shook her head silently, her fingers trembling constantly, and walked towards the box in a daze. If Wen Baijing came and didn't see her, he would definitely be anxious, and the feeling of waiting was not pleasant.
"Go change your clothes first and then go back to the box!" The minister followed her and kindly advised her.
Ye Zhenzhen's dishevelled appearance was really indecent. She was wearing a men's coat, her hair was flying on her forehead, her steps were messy and disorderly, and she looked dazed.
Perhaps because she is so dedicated to her job, she is in a hurry to return to her box.
She opened the door, but there was no one there, even the music was paused. All that was waiting for her was emptiness and dead silence.
[I'm not done yet, you can just put it on the bill! I'll pay for it tomorrow.]
Looking at the WeChat message sent by Wen Baijing, Ye Zhenzhen took out the dark red IC card. She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to break the IC card.
The card in her hand broke into two pieces. She threw the broken pieces on the ground and stomped on them, but the card didn't move at all and she couldn't break them no matter how hard she tried.
She bent down to pick up the broken cards from the ground, threw them into the trash can, and left the box in one breath.
The news had spread all over the company, and Ye Zhenzhen went back to the lounge to change clothes. Along the way, her colleagues were looking at her, trying to see something from her face.
No one can remain indifferent to being insulted and threatened by a guest. One has to vent his anger by cursing a few times and cry bitterly. This is especially true for a delicate person like Ye Zhenzhen. This is logical.
But no one noticed Ye Zhenzhen's broken look. She didn't curse or cry, as if the secret brought by the wind was fake news.
On the way home, she stopped at a bridge.
The moon is reflected on the water, and the flowers are reflected in the mirror.