"Chu Wei, are you alright?"

　　Lin Mengya walked into the bathroom and asked Song Chuwei, who was standing in front of the sink, worriedly.

　　Song Chuwei was dressed in waiter uniform, and his delicate and elegant face was printed with a red five-fingered mountain. Just now, she was slapped hard by a drunk and barbaric guest, just because she refused to drink again after a few drinks. She accidentally poured the wine on the guest, and the guest beat her in anger and said that he was going to complain about her.

　　Song Chu slightly wiped his face and looked at Lin Jingjing. "I'm fine."

　　Such things were common in the service industry, so they could only endure it because the guests were God's will. Lin Jingjing walked to her and looked at her face, which was red with pain, and said, "It's good that you're all right."

　　At this time, Sister Hong came in with an angry look. "What are you doing here? Don't you need to do anything?"

　　Her voice was so loud that the whole bathroom was filled with her voice.

　　Lin Jingjing looked back at her fierce look and rolled her eyes in the bottom of her heart. However, she could not offend the superstar around Manager Lai, so she had to go out.

　　In the bathroom, only the two of them were left. Sister Hong looked at Song Chuwei with a poker face, crossed her arms in front of her chest, walked to her, and glanced at her in the mirror. "Boss Wang said that he doesn't want to see you next time."

　　The make-up action paused for a moment, and Song Chu looked up at her. "And then? Fire my squid?"

　　Sister Hong looked at her fingers and admitted it.

　　Song Chu slightly rolled his eyes and said disapprovingly, "Why do you want to hype me? It's unfair that you blame me for Mr. Wang's drunken madness."

　　Sister Hong disliked her because she was more capable than Sister Hong. In addition, manager Lai intended to transfer her to the administrative department to be the minister and trample on her, so she took the opportunity to hype her. Her intention was obvious.

　　Sister Hong smiled coldly and raised her eyelids. "Mr. Wang is a frequent visitor to our hotel. It is said that he is also Mr. Shen's friend. He reported to me this time. If he reports to Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen will definitely blame me and make him lose face."

　　"..." Song Chu looked her in the eye.

　　"Besides, I quit you because of my consideration of the hotel image. I'll give you another chance to choose a new road. You should thank me."

　　"I think you are doing it out of selfishness." Song Chu pulled her up, and then strode out of the bathroom with the things in his hand. However, he bumped into her at the corner.

　　A faint smell of tobacco came to her nose. She looked up and saw a familiar face in front of her. Was she drunk or knocked out? How could she see him?

　　When Shen Hao saw her, he couldn't help but frown. A trace of shock flashed through his eyes.

　　"Song Chuwei, you don't have to come to work in the afternoon. I will ask the Finance Department to get your salary tomorrow." Sister Hong came over. When she saw Shen Haoran, she was first stunned and then said, "Shen, Boss Shen!"

　　Boss Shen? He was the owner of Nanhua Hotel? When she heard that the president of the hotel was surnamed Shen before, she was shocked. The first person she thought of was him. But on second thought, there were so many surnames Shen in the world, it was not necessarily him, so she didn't pay much attention to him. If she didn't see him today, she really didn't expect that they would meet in this way many years later.

　　Feeling a little embarrassed and also aware of something, Song Chuwei suddenly came to his senses, pushed him away, and hurried away from him.

　　Rather than just leave, it was better to run away in a hurry.

　　Shen Haoran looked at her and asked Sister Hong, "Is she a hotel waiter?"

　　"She," Sister Hong smiled and said, "she is no longer the girl she used to be. She resigned and said there was a good development."

　　"A good development? Being reduced to this state, what kind of development can there be?" Shen Haoran sneered from the bottom of his heart. He didn't say anything and left.

　　Song Chujing ran to the locker room, panting, as if in a trance. He still felt unreal, and pinched his own thigh. It was very painful.

　　He must be very happy to see her like this!

　　Or, it had nothing to do with him.

　　They had broken up for so many years. They could only be strangers when they met again. Besides, it was she who hurt him that year. She was sorry for him. How could she ask him to pay attention to her?

　　That was impossible.

　　He took a deep breath and threw him behind his head. Then he packed up and left the hotel.

　　She was not afraid that there was no way out for her to fight with the landlord, but the western one.

　　Out of the hotel, Lin Jingjing chased after her. Everyone in the hotel knew that she had been fired, and they were all angry about it. Song Chu smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm taking this time to have a good rest. I haven't had my holiday for a long time."

　　She was calm, but she felt a little down. However, she did not show it on her face because she did not want others to see her fragile side.

　　She thought she could have a good rest, but she received a call from the hospital, saying that her mother had been injured in the head by her father and was unconscious. The doctor said that she needed an operation, otherwise, her life would be in danger, and the cost of the operation was 100,000 yuan.

　　As soon as the squid was fired, they received such a terrible news, and Song Chuwei was in a mess for a while.

　　In order to raise money, she not only asked for her relatives and friends' help, but also for her ex-husband's help. However, it was in vain.

　　Once, Yang Yuting, the ex-husband's lover, suddenly came to her and gave her a business card, introducing her to work in a nightclub.

　　Although it was a good chance to hit him when he was down, it was also a good chance to make money quickly.

　　Before he could think about it, Song Chuwei found Sister Wei on his business card. With her introduction, she successfully became the emperor.

　　In the dressing room, the ladies of different colors quickly changed their clothes, put on makeup, and walked in and out with their gorgeous figures...

　　Song Chu slightly sat in front of the dressing table, feeling very nervous. After all, it was the first time.

　　"I heard that Young Master Shen is here. Now, the VIP room No. 5 is here!"

　　"Really? If only he had ordered me tonight. The last time, Li Qian just accompanied him to drink and chat, and she took a tip of tens of thousands of dollars!"

　　"It's said that thirty percent of it depends on appearance and seventy percent of the dress. However, not everyone has this kind of luck, and not everyone can be chosen by him..."

　　"... "

　　Young Master Shen? surnamed Shen?

　　"Could it be him again? No, it can't be. There are so many people surnamed Shen. It can't be such a coincidence."

　　Everything happened by chance.

　　Under the leadership of Sister Wei, Song Chuwei entered VIP room 5 with the same lady. She was surprised to see Shen Haoran sitting on the sofa.

　　Shen Hao Ran was initially startled when he saw her. His brows were quietly knit together. Was this the development that she had spoken of?

　　She sneered in the bottom of her heart. At first, she thought that the waiter would be the most miserable person for her, but she didn't expect that she would fall into such a situation. Was this retribution for her?

　　Sister Wei greeted her guests, and then asked them to introduce herself. It was Song Chuwei's turn. She was very nervous. "I, I'm Xuelan."

　　Entering such a place could not use her real name, but only a small one. Therefore, Sister You gave her a name called Xuelan, saying that she was very suitable for this name. But she didn't think that it was just a name, and she didn't care much about it.

　　After the introduction, Song Chu slightly lowered his head and panicked. He held his skirt tightly and turned it around. He couldn't wait to finish it quickly and leave the room.

　　Shen Haoran picked up a glass of whiskey in front of him, shook it gently, raised his glass, and took a sip. He once again glanced at the woman standing in the corner from the corner of his eye.