After flirting with the scumbag's uncle, I ran away with my cub (MTL)

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Ji Mingchuan talked to him several times, but Shu Ci didn't respond, as if he was asleep, even breathing gently, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

In the past at this time, there was a group of Taxi a short distance away from the clubhouse, but today there is no car at all.

It would take a long time to walk back to school, and if it was a taxi, Shu Ci was reluctant to spend the money, so he had to take Ji Mingchuan's car.

After several conversations to no avail, Ji Mingchuan looked ahead quietly. But the corner of the eye is full of Shu Ci, half of his face is buried in his collar, and only his delicate and straight bridge of nose and the shadow cast by his eyelashes on his face can be seen. Ji Mingchuan judged from the change of the shadow that Shu Ci blinked. .

At the school gate, Shu Ci said "thank you", opened the car door, and ran away in a hurry.

Ji Mingchuan watched his back as he ran away, and sat on the seat where Shu Ci was sitting just now, with a little bit of Shu Ci's body temperature on it.

Soon it will be the end of the month, which is the day Shu Ci looks forward to the most, because the end of each month is the day when the clubhouse pays wages.

I don't know how much money he can get this time.

Although he already knew roughly the amount of money he could receive, Shu Ci was still taken aback when he saw the salary text message, which was several times more than he expected.

Faced with such a large amount, after thinking about it, he went to the foreman.

"Brother Lin, did I miscalculate this month's commission?"

Brother Lin was his foreman, a man in his thirties who took good care of Shu Ci. He didn't study much and dropped out of high school to work hard.

So I take good care of Shu Ci, a college student, and I still hope that Shu Ci can stay away from these complicated places.

He knew that Shu Ci seemed to be in need of money, so he would always quietly tell him what wine the guests in that private room could recommend to him. With Brother Lin's help, Shu Ci could get money every month. Not a low commission.

Lin Ge said: "What's the matter, is it considered less?"

"No..." Shu Ci shook his head, on the contrary: "It seems to be too much."

Shu Ci would probably remember the amount of drinks sold from him. So he could tell at a glance that the commission this time was wrong, it was too much.

Lin Ge said: "There is no mistake in the calculation, it is correct, our accountant will not make such low-level mistakes."

Shu Ci still did not understand: "But my commission for this month, no matter how I calculate it, it will not be this amount.

Lin Ge explained: "It's like this, that day you sold a total of four bottles of the most expensive foreign wine in our clubhouse."

Shu Ci soon knew which day the foreman was talking about, and it was the day when he met Ji Mingchuan. But that day Ji Mingchuan and the others only wanted two bottles, where did they get four bottles?

Brother Lin: "Mr. Ji and the others ordered two more bottles that day."

Shu Ci was not in the private room at that time, so he don't know.

But the foreman also included this in Shu Ci's commission, which was of course the boss's intention.

The foreman patted him on the shoulder: "Don't tell anyone."