The Immortal Dojo.

It was the first time for Su Qianmo to be a waiter, so she was a little nervous. She pulled her tight white shirt and followed the other girls into the VIP room.

It was noisy inside, and the music was very loud, which made people panic. Men and women were drinking, playing boxing, and dancing, while some people were kissing passionately in the corner as if there was no one around.

Drunken with money and paper.

Su Qianmo held the fruit tray and walked straight to the long glass tea table. She put it down and quietly stepped aside.

"Brother Han, who is that?"

Not far from Su Qianmo, the two men and women with passionate kisses stopped, and the girl in a low-cut slip skirt looked at the balcony curiously.

This box was opened by a space of 200 square meters. It was very spacious. There was a balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, where a man was smoking.

The man's smoking movements were very elegant. His long legs crossed, and his lazy back leaned against the railing. His face was hidden in the shadow of light, and he could only see the red light between his fingers that flickered between his fingers.

"You don't know him?" The man called Brother Han reached out to touch the girl's waist and said with a casual smile, "I'll pay 100,000 yuan to bet whether you laugh at him or not. Do you dare to accept it?"

When the men who were drinking and having fun by the side heard these words, they all started to kick up a fuss. "Whoever has the ability to make Young Master Huo laugh tonight, we'll all pay!"

As they spoke, someone took out a thick stack of money and threw it on the tea table.

Brother Han also threw down a stack of them.

Su Qianmo stood far away and glanced up at him.

There were at least two to three hundred thousand people in total. These people spent a lot of money just to make a joke.

Such a world was very far from her.

Su Qianmo had no intention of participating. Although she was short of money, she knew that there was no free lunch in this world.

The crowd was still in an uproar. When the beautiful girls who were eager to try heard the words "Young Master Huo", they were all stunned and looked forward to and feared him.

"Hey, you go!"

Suddenly, someone pushed Su Qianmo.

Su Qianmo had no time to resist. Two more people pushed her to the balcony.

"If you dare to provoke Young Master Huo, you won't be able to live a good life in the future!"

Without a word, she fell into the balcony, and the floor-to-ceiling window behind her was closed.

The spacious balcony was unusually quiet after the noise was cut off.

Su Qianmo staggered to her feet. When she looked up, she saw a handsome, chiseled face.

This man was extremely good-looking. His nose was tall and straight, and his eyebrows were like a light sword piercing into the temples. His long and narrow black eyes seemed to be golden, as if there was a bright light in the middle of the deep sea. He was deep, mysterious, and attractive.

"I, I'm sorry..." She apologized in a panic.

The man had a cigarette between his thin lips, and his dark eyes swept over her like a cold night. However, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. "You're very bold."

"No... I was pushed in by them!" Su Qianmo was inexplicably frightened.

This man had a bloodthirsty aura that made people shudder.

Obviously, he was in a bad mood tonight, and the haze in his eyes was very strong.

The man narrowed his eyes and stared at her beautiful face, which had turned red from nervousness. A strange light flashed across his eyes.

"What's your name?" he suddenly asked.

"Su... Qianmo," Su Qianmo answered honestly.

The man's eyes were uncertain.

She looked about seventy percent similar to Mu Shuang Shuang. However, her eyes looked even more innocent, like a pure deer, giving him the urge to hunt.

The man glanced at the private room inside and could vaguely see the scattered pink bills on the table. He curled his lips and said, "How much money did they give you to make me happy?"

"I didn't get the money!" Su Qianmo plucked up her courage and looked at him. "I just said that they forced me to come in."

After that, she bowed and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll go out first."

She turned around and left.

Her waist suddenly tightened, and a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist.

She was forced to turn around and ask angrily, "What are you doing?"

The man suddenly approached her and almost touched the tip of her nose. Su Qianmo was shocked and almost screamed. But he quickly stepped back as if he was playing with a stupid little animal. He said leisurely, "I haven't done anything yet. What's your name?"

Su Qianmo glared at him angrily. "I'm just a waiter. I'll pour wine and fruits for you. I don't want to play games with you! Let me go!"

The man's arm suddenly tightened. He leaned against her back, and a faint smell of tobacco swept past her ear. "Is that so? Since pouring wine is your duty, then bring me some wine now."

"How can I go if you don't let me go?"

She didn't expect the man to let go of her.

Su Qianmo stared at him warily and then went back to the box to get some wine.

Everyone in the private room looked at Su Qianmo with great interest, as if they were watching a good show.

Su Qianmo poured the red wine, raised the goblet, and walked back to the balcony. This time, she did not go in. She stood outside cautiously and said politely, "Sir, your wine."

The man raised his long eyebrows and looked at her calmly, but he didn't take it.

"Sir, your wine!" Su Qianmo repeated it loudly.

"Is this how you serve your guests?" The man put his hands in his pockets and asked in a cold tone.

What do you want?

Su Qianmo secretly gritted her teeth, but she still squeezed out a smile on her face and said in a gentle voice, "Sir, this is the wine you asked for."

She presented them with both hands.

The man finally took it.

The next moment, he suddenly pinched her chin and forced her to open her mouth. A glass of red wine was poured in just like that!

"Cough, cough... cough, cough!"

Su Qianmo was caught off guard and choked a few mouthfuls of wine. Red wine flowed down her smooth neck and stained her white shirt on her chest, as if there was a flower blooming on it. There was another kind of seductive temptation.

The club's uniform was tight to begin with. Su Qian's inky 34D attack was particularly eye-catching at this time.

The man's burning gaze stayed on the spot on her chest.

Su Qianmo came to her senses and immediately covered her chest. She said angrily, "Sir, if you want to play the drinking game, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you! We will have all the female fighters who are in charge of drinking with you. You can call them over!"

The man had a faint smile on his handsome face. "He's so naive that I can't help but want to bully him."

As soon as he glanced at it, there were smart people in the private room who immediately took a whole sober-up device.

"There's only about half a bottle left." The man casually waved the transparent soberer. "Drink it up. You can take away the money on the table. I won't make things difficult for you."

There was malicious mockery in his eyes.

Su Qianmo bit her lower lip and wanted to slap him proudly, but she didn't want to lose this generous salary.

She held back and turned around quietly, only wishing to leave this room.

She had only taken two steps when someone behind her grabbed her wrist and exerted force. She felt that her feet were spinning and she couldn't help but throw herself into a hard chest!