“What do you get with this order? It smells so good, I’m almost hungry.” The security guard craned his neck and looked at the takeout bag.
"Beef noodles, from Sister Wang's Noodle House." I explained.
The security guard complained: "The salary of a manager is so high, why do you eat this?"
"Don't underestimate this bowl of noodles. I eat in this noodle shop every day, and the noodles are all hand-pulled..." Halfway through, he suddenly realized, why should I compete with a security guard?
“How much does this one sell for?” the security guard asked again.
I was only 15 when I ate in the store, and they gave me more meat. This takeout platform takes away six to seven yuan per order, so Sister Wang can only increase the price.
"Otherwise, you will give this order to me and ask our manager to return the order!"
I looked at my phone and saw that the customer had not come down to pick up the meal for ten minutes. "Okay, you place an order directly on the platform, and this bowl of noodles is yours."
The security guard took out his mobile phone, and I helped him complete the ordering process.
Before leaving, the security guard was already unpacking the outer packaging: "Thanks, brother!"
I walked out of the office building, no matter how angry the manager was when he came down later, judging from the posture of the security guard, he must be an old man.
现在得先通知一下王燕，我掏出手机给王燕拨了过去：「王姐，刚那个到中心写字楼的订单不用做了。」
「啊？怎么回事？」
「外卖让门卫截胡了。」我简短解释了几句。
Wang Yan's voice came through the phone: "I know, this is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing in all these years of opening a store." I just hung up the phone when I suddenly heard a low roar of an engine.
Looking up, a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stopped in front of the office building.
The car door opened, and a lady covered in jewels stepped out of the car.
I recognized this woman as Mrs. Li, a frequent visitor to the Xianglai Club.
I subconsciously turned the accelerator to avoid it, but I already heard her high-pitched voice: "Isn't this Xiao Chen?"
She walked towards me and took off her sunglasses: "What, instead of serving drinks at the club, you have switched to delivering food?"
“Delivering food is my job.” I tugged at the bottom of my uniform. The last time I went to the club with Mr. Wang, I didn’t know they were having so much fun.
Mrs. Li played with the jade bracelet on her wrist and smiled meaningfully: "Didn't Wang Qiuya arrange a decent job for you?"
In her deliberate pause, I read the subtext. In her eyes, I was just a pretty boy raised by Wang Qiuya.
"It's good to deliver food now." I patted the battery car
She suddenly took two steps closer and asked, "Would you like to drive for me?"
She said and stuffed a gold-gilt business card into the pocket of my delivery clothes, "Come to me anytime after thinking about it."
I replied with a smile on my face: "Li is too polite. I now work part-time as a driver for Mr. Wang."
"Her car is running, and so is my car." Mrs. Li's red lips curved into an ambiguous smile, "I'll pay double what she gives you."
A layer of cold sweat broke out on my back, and I still remember the way the two male models were carried out of the club. They were forced to drink until their stomachs bleed.
"I will...seriously consider it." I nodded pretending to be flattered, and my finger had already pressed the start button of the battery car.
Mrs. Li patted my cheek with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the Rolls-Royce.
At this moment, the glass door of the office building suddenly opened, and an old man with gray temples and a straight suit walked out quickly.
He walked over and wanted to hold Mrs. Li's hand.
Mrs. Li threw away his hand impatiently: "Why are you dawdling? I'm already late for my appointment with you for a facial!"
Watching the Rolls-Royce drive away, I felt a little pitiful for this man. I didn’t know how much Mrs. Li had fun in the club.
But then again, this old man might have more fun.
Three days later, on a rainy night, I was called to the Xianglai Club again by Wang Qiuya.
When she opened the door of box 888, Mrs. Li was singing "Hiroshima Mon Amour" with her arms around a little boy with dyed silver hair.
Bai Jie was sitting in the corner of the sofa holding a glass of red wine. Next to her was a strange woman in a navy blue cheongsam. She was very beautiful.
"Wang Qiuya, you are late, please punish yourself with three drinks first." Mrs. Li took the microphone and shouted.
"Isn't it just three glasses of wine? What a joke!" As soon as Wang Qiuya put down her bag, Bai Jie poured three glasses of wine on the table with a smile.
Wang Qiuya quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it directly.
When I drank the third glass, she suddenly hugged me and fed me the wine in her mouth.
"Wang Qiuya, you can't do this, you are cheating!" Li was too anxious.
Wang Qiuya wiped the wine stains from the corners of her mouth with her fingers and smiled carelessly.
Mrs. Li looked unhappy: "These new guys are not very good, so your delivery boy is better."
"How do you know he is good?" Wang Qiuya asked doubtfully.
It was unfair for me to hear this. Mrs. Li said it as if she and I really had something to do with each other.
"You can tell by your recent complexion. Your skin used to be very dry, but now it's so moisturized that you can squeeze out water." Li Taiyi said with a pointed smile.
After a few jokes, Mrs. Li introduced to Wang Qiuya: "This is Lin Yixin, her husband works in logistics."
"My husband is just a manager of a small company." Lin Yixin spoke very politely.
From their conversation, I learned that Wang Qiuya’s ex-husband is a shareholder of a leading express delivery company.
The husband that Lin Yixin talks about is not a real husband, but just a lover, but it is more prestigious outside to call her like this. Who would think that she is a mistress?
"I'd like to toast Sister Wang!" Lin Yixin picked up the wine glass.
After a few glasses of wine, Mrs. Li called over the manager of the club.
"Call all the best young masters here, and don't send those crooked ones here."
After a while, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the club manager led a dozen young men in.
"Sisters, you have been waiting for a long time. These are the top young men in our club, all of them are carefully selected."
She walked to the first tall boy: "This is Alex, who has just returned from studying abroad. He is best at accompanying guests to taste red wine."
Then turned to the boy with a wheat complexion next to him. Strong boy: "This is Kevin. He is a fitness instructor. He has excellent massage techniques and is very good at taking care of people."
The manager walked up to a gentle boy wearing gold glasses and said, "Xiaoyu, a talented student from 985. He has a funny conversation and is good at chatting to relieve boredom."
Mrs. Li looked around and said, "It looks better than last time."
She turned to look at Lin Yixin, "You pick first?"
It was the first time Lin Yixin went out to play, so she seemed a little reserved.
"Let Mrs. Li choose first!" She declined with a blushing face.
Mrs. Li glanced at Wang Qiuya, who was already with me.
She turned to look at Bai Jie: "How about you pick one? Every time we go out to play, you always push back and forth. If you don't choose this time, I won't take you to play next time."
I know why Bai Jie always refuses. The other three are real rich women, but she is a single mother.
· Ordering a young master would cost at least several thousand yuan, which she was a little reluctant to bear.