Violent Dan Zun

   Chapter 2223

The next day, Fang Che received guests as usual. All kinds of people came and went from where she worked. His boss was still the same as usual. He occasionally visited the class, and the guests shouted to her one by one. To go, he had to keep lowering and lowering his posture, letting guests who are in a bad mood beat and scold.

Today, an old customer in the store is here again. He is a rich man and an uncle in his 40s. He is typically middle-aged and greasy. His face is dark and greasy, as if reflecting light. My hair is messy, it seems that I haven't washed it for many years, my belly is big, and I ate a lot. He likes to put a lot of oil on his shoes, but he likes to wear self-cultivation clothes. The bottom button seems to always pop out, which makes people very worried. His voice is also awkward, rough and hoarse, and dull, and his voice is very low, like the voice of a beast, and it is an old beast with a tongue covered with yellow moss. Kind of. But this kind of person is generally very popular, the reason is very simple, he gives a lot of money.

After he came in, he asked someone to serve him. This time he was still human, but he just wanted to soak his feet. As soon as he said this, a few young waiters came around. They were smelled with very low-quality aromatherapy, which made people smell. With dizziness and vomiting, they try their best to dress themselves as white and beautiful, because the handsome faces are always more pleasing to the guests, but most of them are counterproductive. They circled around the middle-aged greasy man, and kept recommending themselves to him, as if in their eyes, this was a celestial beauty who just needed a bath.

  If it's not because of money!

  The man also hated them. He felt that his brain hurts because of the smell of perfume, so he blasted them away impatiently, just like driving away layers of flies, and he didn't forget to scold them in the end. His eyes swept across the room, and finally fell on Fang Che.

   "That guy over there! The one who is a little thin! That's right, it's you! Come here!" He pointed at him and asked him to come over, he had to obey.

  "Hello." Fang Che, like other waiters, simply greet you.

   "Hahaha! Hello!" The man was suddenly happy, "Pretending to look like them!"

  Fang Che did not speak. The man brought his nose to him. "Actually, you don't like to serve people like me!" Fang Che caught a glimpse of his yellow teeth, a heavy tone, and the turbid gas sprayed on his face, making him uncomfortable. But he hid all the discomfort, his face still has the expression that an ordinary waiter should have.

   "Mr. is very good at joking, since it is your demand, how can I refuse it."

  This is nothing to him, he has experienced even more disgusting things.

   "Hahaha! That's good!" He laughed again, like a rooster crowing. Fang Che led him into a separate small suitcase, prepared a tub for him, and poured hot water.

  "Come on, kid, help me change my clothes!" He made all kinds of unreasonable demands according to himself as a rascal.

   "Okay." Fang Che agreed docilely. He silently walked to the man, and the man stood up, ready to enjoy.

He silently helped the man unbutton, and very docilely helped him take off one piece of clothing after another, and then the shoes. When he was in slippers, he let the person sit down. The moment he took off his shoes, he was confused. The fighting air rushed over his face, his brows frowned slightly, and immediately as if nothing happened, he continued to lower his head and do the work in his hands.

   "How is it? It smells bad!" That man is really low-level fun.

   "No, how come!" Fang Che showed an innocent and evil smile. That is his magic weapon.

  "It's not bad, it looks pleasing to the eye, and has a good personality!" He praised him, but he tarriedly refused to put his feet in the basin. Seeing him deliberately.

  Fang Che's auspicious patience, this is really nothing to him, he has suffered discrimination ten times more severe than this.

  Just smell it, it's nothing. He said to himself.

  The man finally agreed to start washing his feet. Fang Che helped him adjust the temperature of the water, then put his hands in and help him scrub. This kind of work is tiring and heavy, in the eyes of others, it is simply not done by humans. But Mo Mo lowered his head and finished without saying a word. From time to time, I would take the initiative to exchange a few words with him. Bring your own smile.

   "Sir, is this hot?"

   "Am I sitting comfortably?"

  "If there is any lack of service, you have to tell me!"

He is different from Fang Yan, who has to pick and choose even when he eats. He does the same thing as everyone. He desperately strives for good impressions and communicates desperately. The reason is simple, just because he can earn more money. With money, he can leave here and bring Fang Yan with him.

   "Good! Good! Good!" The man was cheered up by her, his body relaxed, and he started chatting with him.

   "You kid, you deserve to be the one I chose, you are really clever!"

   "I am a regular customer here, I will need you from now on!"

  Fang Che smiled and promised that he will always be the most obedient one.

  After washing the man's feet, the man made another request.

   "Your kid has white skin, right?"

Fang Che smiled and nodded.

   "That kid, do you think this is good? Let me play a game!" The man's eyes became fascinated, but it was not lustful, it was clearly like a poisonous snake looking at his prey. Fang Che just felt that she was in danger, and she subconsciously refused.

   "No need to refuse, it's okay! Your boss is my colleague! He will definitely like what you did!" The man said casually, but he gave an amazing message.

  He has something to do with that old Gehua...

  Fang Che was very keenly aware, and then he smiled slightly.

   "Well then! What do you want to do?"

   "Take off your shirt." The man stared at him, his eyes were full of playfulness, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

  Could it be... Fang Che suddenly had a terrifying thought in his heart, as his body seemed to be electrified, his fingers were cold.

  It’s okay...don’t be afraid...it’s worth...He comforts himself in his heart, it’s okay...it’s okay...

   "Hmph!" The man sneered twice, his face full of triumph.

   "How about kid? Don't think too much~"

   Fang Che looked up at him.

   "I'm talking about tops, not pants! It's okay~" The man laughed after he finished speaking.

   "I don't have that hobby yet!"

  Fang Che exhaled, okay, okay.

   "But, I can't stop playing!" The man didn't let him off. Step by step, he walked in front of him and looked at the boy.

  "You still have to play!"

  Fang Che did not refuse, because there is no rule of refusal. He just looked at the man sitting in the dark, looking at him, as if holding something in his hand...

  (End of this chapter)