messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 214 This Is Probably the Winner in Life
Ann is a casual person, she only does what she likes to do, just like her current job, just because she likes to do it.

What kind of job does she do? Heh, it might not sound like a good job to others.

She is the female publicist of a cowherd shop.

Sound weird?
The female publicist of the Cowherd Shop.

These two not-so-pleasant nouns are added together, and it becomes a strange and unpleasant noun.

But Ann was such an eccentric person, and if anything, she was a delight, especially to her guests.

As a publicist for a cowherd shop, of course she does not serve those stinky men, her customers are all women, those who need comfort and satisfaction, or women who are in difficulty.

And Ann's job is to comfort them, satisfy them, and help them.She walks among many women, but she can grasp the proportions just right, only do what she should be doing, and do it to the best.

She protects them, and she can do almost every thing in the sphere of her work.

She will pay attention to every detail and every thought of the guests, and treat them seriously and take good care of them.

Listen carefully when they need to talk, play crazy with them when they need to vent, and be by their side when they need to rely on.

But she never gets involved in the lives of the guests, and never asks about the private affairs of the guests.

She is like a perfect lover, close but not overstepping, knowing how to measure but not alienating.

A client once said that if Ann were a man, he would be the perfect partner.

Similarly, as a perfect lover, Ann doesn't mind having physical relationships with her guests, and it can even be said that she indulged in it for a while.

The feeling of loving and being loved was so hard for her to extricate herself at that time, but gradually, she discovered that not loving.

Her relationship with all the guests is just to get what they need.

She had never really felt what it was like to love someone, nor had she ever felt what it was like to be loved by someone.

She became curious, so she began to pursue, to pursue this kind of greatest desire that is derived from carnal desire, but surpasses carnal desire, and is entangled in human sexuality.

She can't fall in love with men, which is why she wants to be the female publicist of the Cowherd Shop, so she targets women.

But as she searched, she found that it was impossible for her to fall in love with the women she met at work, because the relationship between them could only be the relationship between public relations and customers in the end.

So, she thought of looking for women who had nothing to do with her work, but the outside world is not so accepting of same-sex relationships, and her work is indeed not a suitable dating partner.

She likes her job very much and has not considered changing it for a short time, but she also understands that she will never find any love if this continues.

Maybe, one day, she will meet a lover who can make her give up her job.

Ann also had such a fantasy, but unfortunately, she has never encountered it.

Ann is addicted to carnal desire, and it is precisely because of this that she wants to taste the highest desire in this kind of carnal desire.

Why exactly, love can be called love, rather than ordinary mating, or sexual desire.

Ann wanted to figure this out.

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It was another night at the end of the work day, or it should be said that it was early morning, the sky had begun to appear twilight, and the neon lights in the city were gradually dimming.

An leaned against the wall of the cowman's shop on the corner, finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can in the smoking area.

She simply lifted her side hair that hung by her ears, revealing a beautiful face.

Ann is beautiful, almost everyone who has seen her said so, but also very handsome, much more handsome than ordinary handsome men.

In particular, she always wears a suit and combs her clean mid-length and short hair, making her look like a nobleman from a famous family.

"Ann, let's go first." From the side door of the cowherd's shop, the cowherds came out in twos and threes, probably getting ready to go home from get off work.

Seeing Ann standing there smoking a cigarette, they simply greeted each other, but they were friendly but didn't mean much.

Although the cowherd is not a good job, the people who do this job are some guys who are well versed in the world.

They knew about Ann's situation, so they also knew that they and Ann might be colleagues or friends, but it was better not to ask more about her personal questions.

"Well, goodbye." Ann also nodded to say goodbye to them.

When the cowherds were gone, An also straightened up from the wall. It was getting late, and she should go home, if she didn't want to spend the night at a guest's house.

Thinking about it, she took out a bunch of car keys from her pocket. As a celebrity in this fairly well-known cowherd shop, she is quite rich.

"Tap, tap, tap." Ann's footsteps sounded in the quiet alley, and her black leather shoes collided lightly with the road.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and Ann stopped. At this time, she had already walked out of the alley and stood in front of her car.

The reason why she didn't get in the car was because she found something extra in the car.

Right in the center of the driver's seat, sits a black stone.

An opened the car door and looked left and right.

The car door was still locked, and there was no one around, but this stone did not belong to her, why it appeared in her car, it couldn't be someone's prank.

But after all, it was just a rock. Without thinking too much, An opened the car door, picked up the rock and sat on it.

After sitting down, she was about to throw the stone in her hand, but when the stone was about to be thrown away by her, the movement of her hand stopped.

This stone is quite special.

An frowned slightly, looking at the appearance of the stone.

It is a very neat cube with exquisite and special lines on six sides. If you look closely, you will find that these lines are all hollowed out.As far as the production process is concerned, it is still quite complicated.

Looks like some kind of handicraft.

Could it be a gift left by Lena?

Ann began to think about the guests who had been in her car recently.

But then shook his head again, Lina would not give such a thing.

Or is it Laura?

Ann frowned slightly.

Or Jasmine, Tina, Angela, Jiang Xiaoxiao, Yui, Momoli?

(Hey, how many people have gotten into your car recently, and you also eat both Chinese and foreign...)
In short, after a period of recollection to no avail, Ann finally left the stone in his car.If it was a gift left by a guest, she would not lose it, no matter what it was.

Let it go.

"Om!—"

The car's engine started and it drove down the street.

(End of this chapter)