"Very well. You do one last thing. After half an hour, go find a few maids and knock on the door of Lounge 1!" Lan Zhirou ordered.

"Oh, good." The waiter nodded and agreed.

But he didn't understand at all. Since this guest didn't want people to know, she led the lady to the lounge, why did she let the servant go in half an hour?

Although he didn't understand, he knew that to do things for this kind of rich man, it is best not to ask too much. The more you ask, the faster you die.

It’s best not to know anything. In case something happens, the responsibility will not fall on him. He just listens to the customer’s instructions to do the work-lead the female guests to the lounge and let the maid take care of them. He doesn't have any risk if he can't pick things wrong.

After the waiter agreed to leave, Lan Zhirou smiled triumphantly on her lips, took out her mobile phone leisurely, and dialed out: "Hey, you can come here!"

Putting down the phone, another text message was sent: "Come on, fresh meat is waiting for you to eat."

Putting away the phone, she climbed upstairs with a smile, pushed the door into the long corridor, and walked to Lounge 1.

As I walked, I wondered what kind of miserable Nalan Xiner would be treated later.

This time, she was fully prepared. It was only a small step to buy the waiter to lead the way. Behind it was Yao Dazhuang dressed as a cleaner as a cover. In addition, she invited two people to hate Nalan Xiner. Man...

The three men who are like wolves and tigers don't know that straw bag, can they bear it?

However, the straw bag must have fainted now. After all, when the straw bag was on stage to play the piano, I took the opportunity to take the Mo Cui she left on the seat, pretending to play and admire, but actually painted a layer to make people progressive Anesthetic solution for coma.

This anesthetic solution is the newest medicine imported from abroad, it is colorless and tasteless, and no one will find it!

When the straw bag touches that Mo Cui, it will feel soft and drowsy within ten minutes.

At that time, isn't it left to people?

Haha, you can enjoy it, I will give you this gift bag! The three men are enough for you to eat a pot!

Lan Zhirou gritted her teeth with hatred when she thought that she and Chu Jingjing failed to design Nalan Xin'er at the Lin family.

I thought about it again, from the military training in the northern suburbs camp to the college entrance examination model to the charity auction just now, every time I was stepped on the soles of Nalan Xiner's feet, I couldn't turn over.

New hatreds and old hatreds flooded my mind.

Lan Zhirou's face was a little distorted because of these gloomy emotions.

She opened the door of the lounge and walked inward with a grin.

On the sofa by the window, Nalan Xin'er wore a purple dress, stained with brown stains. Was she lying on the sofa and fainted?

That long hair is scattered, the jade~arm~horizontal~Chen's appearance is really terrible~ smashed!

Lan Zhirou stepped forward and stretched out her hand to test whether Nalan Xin'er was really asleep.

At the same time, outside the corridor.

Yao Dazhuang, dressed as a cleaner, pushed the cleaning truck all the way to the door.

He tore off his mask and hat, and opened the placket, revealing his strong chest.

He has no culture. He has always been a rough servant at Nalan's family. Relying on his old mother Yao Ma as Lin Meiqing's personal old servant, he learned to drive with Lin Meiqing's support and got a good job as a driver.

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