100 Ways to Get the Male God

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The reception was staggered, Yu Chu walked into the hall a few steps, and was stopped by two bodyguards, and said to her condescendingly, "Master Bert has a request."

Yu Chu raised his eyes to look at them, his expression did not change, he smiled slightly, "Is that the gentleman who asked for coffee? Please wait a moment."

She calmly returned to the bar, put the coffee in the tray, brought the tray to the two of them, and said with a smile, "You two, you can go."

The two bodyguards couldn't help but look at each other, a little surprised by the calmness of the girl in front of them. Even if the quality of the waiters at the Wharton reception is high, the average waiter will feel a little nervous about this kind of scene.

They didn't say anything and led the way.

Yu Chu followed the two with a tray.

When she came to the door of a box, she heard the cry of a girl inside, and seemed to be begging for mercy in fear: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mr. Bert, I really didn't mean it, I'm really sorry..."

Hearing this, the expressions of the two bodyguards did not change in the slightest, and they reached out for Yu Chu to enter.

Some expensive things will be auctioned at this party, so strictly speaking, this is a high-level auction. The surrounding boxes surround the central auction platform, and each box can only see the outside from the inside, which is impossible. See the inside from the outside.

Every guest is a figure at the top of the society, and Wharton's well-trained waiters are equivalent to a piece of merchandise in such a place, which can be used, damaged, and have no right to resist.

Yu Chu pushed open the door and walked in politely.

The entire central hall is large, and each box is spacious and luxurious, and a young man sits alone on the sand. Across a glass table, a waitress knelt down, tremblingly begging for forgiveness.

Yu Chu put the coffee on the table, "Sir, your coffee, sorry for the delay."

Her tone was calm, not changed by the tense atmosphere in the box. The other waiters standing were a little unnatural, and kept staring at the girl who was kneeling and begging for mercy, as if they were nervous for her.

After all, a word from a distinguished guest can decide the fate of these waiters.

Bert took a sip of his coffee and could not help but slowly survey the girl in front of him.

Yu Chu didn't even look at the poor girl, it had nothing to do with her anyway. She picked up the tray and bowed slightly, "Sir, take it slow."

Seeing the beauty turned around and was about to leave, Bert froze for a moment, squinted his eyes, and stopped her, "Wait."

The other party stopped, turned around and bowed his head again and asked, "What else do you want sir?"

Burt raised his chin and gestured to the trembling girl on his knees across from him, "What do you think of her?"

Yu Chu looked at the girl.

The other party stared at her with tears in her eyes, as if she really hoped she could help with a good word.

Yu Chu didn't intend to take care of it at all, "If the waiter makes a mistake, the drink will be punished."

Of course, there is punishment for making mistakes. Since it is still possible to desert at the Wharton reception, it is also necessary to be punished, and there is no need to ask for mercy.

Hearing this answer, the girl's eyes suddenly became resentful, and she glared at her with gritted teeth.

Burt was surprised that she didn't help to intercede. He nodded in appreciation, and motioned to the other two bodyguards, "Take her out."

"gentlemen……"

The girl seemed to want to say something.