Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 948 The Not-So-Bright Parasite Fake Gold (2)

In the early hours of the morning, after cleaning the last private room, Mu Zhou could go home.

The rest can be left to the next class.

She and her colleague pushed the cart into the private room, and just then, the door to the next private room opened.

A girl in a waitress uniform ran out; her clothes were somewhat disheveled, and her neatly styled hair was pulled loose.

Behind her followed a drunken young man.

"Why are you running?! You bastard, come back here!"

The man grabbed the girl and dragged her into the private room.

The girl screamed in terror and cried for help.

Without thinking, Mu Zhou instinctively grabbed her hand.

When the girl saw someone rescuing her, she desperately tried to get to her side.

When the drunk man saw someone meddling in his business, he picked up a bottle and was about to smash it.

But after seeing Mu Zhou's face clearly, he smiled crookedly:

"Another one? Okay, I don't mind."

They were about to grab two people when they said that.

Mu Zhou naturally resisted.

It was a mess for a while.

The foreman and manager arrived quickly.

The drunk man's face was scratched, leaving several bloody marks.

Although he was tall, he was thin and weak, and he was no match for the two girls.

He had sobered up considerably by now, and pointed at Mu Zhou, cursing viciously:

"I'm going to beat this bitch to death today!"

The managers naturally tried to stop them, and were about to make Mu Zhou and the others apologize when the door to the other private room suddenly opened.

A man in a suit walked out, one hand in his pocket, his collar wide open, leaning lazily against the door:

"What's all the noise about? Why are you making such a racket?"

The man had an arrogant and unruly face, and exuded the air of a dissolute young nobleman.

"Jin Shuyu?!"

The manager gasped, his head throbbing with pain.

This one is definitely not someone to mess with.

As soon as Jin Shuyu appeared, the drunk man lowered his voice and showed a hint of ingratiation on his face:

"Brother Jin is here too. Excuse me, excuse me. I was just disciplining that inconsiderate waiter. I'll take him inside and teach him a lesson right away. I won't disturb you, Brother Jin."

As he spoke, he tried to drag Mu Zhou and another girl into the room.

"Wait a minute."

A lazy voice suddenly rang out, and Jin Shuyu looked up and glanced at Mu Zhou's face.

Just as he was about to speak, another voice rang out from inside the private room.

What are you doing standing at the door?

The man's voice was cold and emotionless, devoid of any emotion.

A familiar voice rang out, and Mu Zhou suddenly looked up.

A man was standing next to Jin Shuyu.

The man had a cold and stern expression, with exquisitely sculpted features and a pair of eyes that gleamed with a faint, indifferent light.

A powerful aura emanates from within.

Mu Zhou froze, instinctively avoiding his gaze.

The man also keenly noticed her gaze and turned to look at her.

After a pause, his brows furrowed tightly.

Seeing that Mu Zhou had stopped struggling, the drunk man quickly pulled her into the private room.

Mu Zhou, who had been struggling desperately, actually obediently let him pull her along.

But the next second, her arm was grabbed tightly, and she staggered backward.

She froze, her head drooping even lower.

"Mu Zhou."

A somber voice called out her name, word by word.

Mu Zhou then timidly raised her head, looking at the man with teary eyes.

"elder brother……"

Her cautious voice clearly betrayed a sob and a sense of grievance.

The drunk man seemed to be terrified and immediately let go.

……elder brother?

Qin Zhan is this waiter's brother?!

Ignoring the shocked looks from the others, Mu Zhou turned around and threw herself into Qin Zhan's arms.

Qin Zhan froze, her expression turning grim.

It appears to be a clear resistance.

But he didn't actually push the person away.

He glanced down at Mu Zhou, who was crying uncontrollably, then slightly lifted his eyelids to scan the drunk man.

The man's legs immediately went weak.

"I... I didn't know she was your sister, Mr. Qin. I was just drunk..."

He hardened his heart and immediately slapped himself twice, almost kneeling down to apologize to the old lady in front of him.

However, his regretful appearance clearly did not soften Qin Zhan's heart in the slightest.

His voice was calm, yet it sent chills down one's spine:

"You are……"

"Chen Mingyi".

Jin Shuyu slowly replied, confirming his identity as a man.

Qin Zhan's eyes turned slightly cold as she silently withdrew her gaze, while Chen Mingyi felt as if the sky had fallen, collapsing to the ground.

Mu Zhou was still holding Qin Zhan tightly, trembling slightly, as if he was terrified and extremely aggrieved.

Qin Zhan pursed his lips and held her shoulders:

"Come in with me."

After he finished speaking, Mu Zhou immediately stopped crying and left his embrace.

She wiped her face haphazardly, still sobbing uncontrollably.

Qin Zhan glanced at her, then turned and went back to the private room, with Mu Zhou following closely behind.

After the two left, the remaining people were at a loss.

Only Jin Shuyu was still laughing nonchalantly.

He walked up to Chen Mingyi, glanced at him as if he were trash, and then made a joke with great interest:

"President Qin doesn't get angry easily, but once he does, he's hard to appease."

"You're finished."

Chen Mingyi's face turned ashen, and he was so frightened that he couldn't stand up.

Qin Zhan doesn't often appear in the public eye, but his name is deeply etched in everyone's hearts.

When Qin's parents passed away, many people saw that he was young and wanted to get a share of the spoils.

But what happened? Those companies that tried to take advantage of the situation all disappeared within two years.

From then on, his ruthless and tough methods became deeply ingrained in people's minds.

The manager standing next to him felt a sense of relief seeing Chen Mingyi's terrified expression.

This Chen Mingyi isn't a particularly formidable figure, but he has a terrible temper.

Almost every time they come, they get physical, and if anyone resists, they hit them, causing many waiters to quit.

Thank God, finally someone can take him down.

However, what exactly is Mu Zhou's identity?

In the box.

Qin Zhan sat on the sofa, one leg casually crossed over the other. Despite the extravagant and decadent setting, he still exuded an air of seriousness.

He glanced at Mu Zhou standing to one side and spoke calmly:

"explain."

Mu Zhou almost choked up as soon as she opened her mouth, but she swallowed it back, quietly wiping away her tears before continuing:

"I... I'm here to work."

After explaining what had just happened, she timidly raised her eyes, her phoenix eyes glistening with tears as she looked at Qin Zhan.

Qin Zhan stared at her, her brows never furrowing.

She's really brave.

Not only do they work in places like this, but they're also quite loyal?

He sized up Mu Zhou.

Her makeup was heavy, a look he had never seen before.

She was wearing a white shirt and a black pencil skirt, with sheer black stockings clinging to her long legs, revealing glimpses of her fair skin.

I don't know if the clothes were a little small or if that's just how they are, but the clothes hugged her tightly, outlining her curvaceous figure perfectly.

Even with her already beautiful face covered in heavy makeup and crying like that, her makeup was ruined, yet she was still stunningly beautiful.

Qin Zhan's face darkened, and when he spoke again, his tone was cold and harsh as he reprimanded her:

"Is this your idea of ​​independence? Is this how you support yourself?"