Dear Commander-in-Chief

What's more, the blonde girl used to be the most powerful wine seller under her mother Sang. It is not bad to sell one or two bottles of Louis XIII a month. Usually it means to sell some ordinary drinks of several thousand yuan and earn several hundred yuan a night. That's it.

Yun Qiao actually crushed her monthly income on the first day.

Not to mention, the wine of Louis XIII can usually be promoted. It is because the male guests have something to say about you and want to take advantage of you.

If you don't touch, hug, kiss the male guests comfortably... or even pull into the bathroom to do something bigger, which man has a bag in his head and will spend a lot of money to buy you wine?

There are also some perverted men who like to fill you with wine and are willing to pay until they vomit, just to appreciate the sense of control that can make you wantonly knead.

This makes men feel like a slave owner.

Only in these situations, the nightclub man will spend money for you.

But what about Yunqiao?

She didn't even let the son of Zhao touch him at all, and didn't know what she said to son Zhao, what kind of bet she made, only played two dice, and got the son Zhao, actually signed such a big order.

With good luck, can people envy and hate?

Therefore, she must let Yun Qiao divide the profits of the three bottles of wine!

I thought Yun Qiao was a newcomer who would be afraid of things, and he would definitely agree, but never expected...

Yun Qiao lazily flipped through his clean nails and clicked on the tabletop: "Why do you give it to you?"

Is it easy for her to find a place to rest tonight in order to earn a little rent? I didn't hesitate to ask for help from my mother Sang Lu, who I knew in the prison, to become a wine seller.

Why should the money earned by one's own skills be distributed to those who don't want to do it?

When the blonde girl saw that Yun Qiao was so arrogant, she was not convinced, and she immediately became angry.

Winked at the little sisters nearby.

Those few people didn't make a cent from the man tonight, and they were jealous of Yun Qiao a long time ago. They immediately understood and surrounded them immediately.

"Don't give it, right? Then don't blame us for doing it!"

As he said, one person stretched out a hand, some to grab a wine bottle, some to grab Yun Qiao's hair, and some to pull Yun Qiao's clothes.

I vowed to make her faceless tonight!

It's not that there are no male guests in the room.

But those men are happy to see Yun Qiao being bullied by a group of women, oh, maybe they can take advantage of it when they get stripped!

Therefore, none of the male guests uttered a word to stop, but clapped their hands in applause.

The little boss who is the host even took the lead in making fun of them: "Take it off! Take one off for her. I will help you drink a bottle of Lafite for five thousand yuan!"

Now, the wine sellers worked harder.

The blonde girl's long nails even crossed Yun Qiao's face, trying to take the opportunity to ruin Yun Qiao's appearance!

Just in chaos.

Suddenly a scream of "Ah--!"

Immediately, the blond woman was kicked out of the crowd, clutching her wrists, and curled up into shrimps in pain: "Pain...oooooo..."

The wrist slumped softly and broke! Before the long nails could reach Yun Qiao's face, they were split vigorously. The nail cover and the nail flesh were peeled off, and it hurts!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The women surrounding Yunqiao were kicked to the floor one by one.

Everyone looked intently, and saw a strange man in the box.

A precious lead-gray hand-made tailored suit, with extraordinary taste, and a sharp profile face that is favored by God, and every corner is magnificent.

What makes people feel even more stagnant is that the strange man's eyes are obviously covered by a pair of sunglasses, but everyone can clearly feel the murderous intent and chill in the deep eyes behind the sunglasses.

He acted calmly and decisively, without the slightest pity for Yu, and even those who were besieging Yun Qiao didn't even bother to use his hands and kick directly, as if he thought they would dirty his noble hands.

This man is absolutely extraordinary.

Could it be... Yun Qiao's gold master?