Soon, a woman dressed in fruit dew sat beside Zhao Sanjin. Zhao Sanjin didn't look at it, but he felt the temperature brought by the shrinking of the woman's body. Zhao Sanjin didn't need to ask. This should be the unique special comfortable service of the bar.

"Would you like something to drink, sir?" the woman asked.

Zhao Sanjin's eyes will naturally be attracted by this whiny voice. He looks at each other carefully. However, in his twenties, with a somewhat beautiful face and the plump posture wrapped in the clothes that were already fruit dew, Zhao Sanjin feels that such a woman doing these special services in the bar really feels like a tyrant.

"Have a drink." Zhao Sanjin took back his eyes, a faint smile appeared on his face, and nodded noncommittally.

"Wait a minute!" the woman's service attitude and the use of words were absolutely appropriate, and after a while, the woman took a whole bottle of wine.

The woman poured wine for Zhao Sanjin, then poured herself a cup, and slowly sent it to Zhao Sanjin's hand, but suddenly took back her hand, said with a charming smile: "do you need me to feed you?"

"No!" Zhao Sanjin refused the request without thinking about it. He took the wine glass from the woman's hand, touched another glass of wine on the table, and said with a smile: "how much is it altogether?"

"Ah?" the woman obviously didn't expect that Zhao Sanjin suddenly asked about the price. After hesitation, she said, "the price of this bottle of Hennessy vosp is two thousand. With the comfort fee, you can give two thousand five."

"Do you mean you're worth 500 yuan?" Zhao Sanjin looked at the woman funny and asked playfully.

"I..." the woman's posture was obviously more embarrassed, and her pretty face was a little blushing. Then she said slowly: "I just started doing this, too. I don't know much, so..."

"This is two thousand five. Don't work in the bar in the future. Find a job." after Zhao Sanjin took out a stack of Grandpa Mao, he drank the Hennessy in the cup and continued: "this is just your consumption. I'll give you the wine money later."

"This..." the woman hesitated. She obviously didn't expect Zhao Sanjin to do so. Naturally, she didn't know what Zhao Sanjin intended to do. Although the money was in front of her, she just didn't dare to take it.

"Take it and go. If you can't find a job, you can try to go to the 'Huanyu Group' for an interview. You say Zhao Sanjin recommended you." Yu Guang of Zhao Sanjin looked at the embarrassed woman, relaxed the seriousness on his face and said with a smile.

"Thank you... Thank you!" the woman nodded gratefully, pinched grandpa Mao on the table into her hand, and put the treasure into her clothes.

However, the next moment, the woman seemed to have something to say. A slender jade hand was caught by a man. The smell of wine made Zhao Sanjin frown.

"Xiao Niu Er, this business is over, isn't it? Come and accompany me." holding the woman's arm is a middle-aged man. He is fat and looks very uncomfortable. It's even more annoying with the smell of wine.

The woman struggled twice and seemed to want to pull her hand out, but the middle-aged man was too strong. She couldn't pull it out and wanted to refuse, but the man grabbed her arm and began to drag it directly.

"Let her go!" Zhao Sankin sighed helplessly. After being silent for a while, he still opened his mouth.

To tell the truth, from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Sanjin doesn't want to meddle in these affairs. It's all a disaster for women. Now it seems that this sentence is true. In front of the woman, Zhao Sanjin hasn't had a quarter of an hour from knowing her to being in trouble.

Think about it carefully. Zhao Sanjin is a little drunk

"If you tell me to let go of her, I'll let go of her? What are you?" the middle-aged man himself was drunk. Coupled with Zhao Sanjin's indisputable tone, the middle-aged man was very unhappy, and immediately angrily replied.

"I'll give you three seconds to let go of her, otherwise your hand will be useless." Zhao said faintly, not dissatisfied with the roar of a middle-aged man.

"Lao Zi just won't let go, but you'd better give up my hand?" the middle-aged man's face was horizontal, his body fat trembled, and he threatened righteously.

"Three seconds!" Zhao Sankin still didn't return to the middle-aged man's problem. He just stood up slowly without any hesitation. He kicked the middle-aged man two or three meters away.

Then, Zhao Sankin moved slightly, and suddenly ran in front of the middle-aged man. Holding the latter's arm, his hands were full of strength. Even under the noisy music, he could still hear a "click" sound.