Miss Moriyama smiled, turned around and waved to her.

(To be honest... I may not be suitable for this job. I always have to deal with strange customers. Besides... this is the working environment again.)

Cang Yong came to hide in a corner of the alley, she didn't want to be too conspicuous, but the guests who came to talk to her too deep would not notice her.

So she had no choice but to lean against the entrance of the alley, standing next to a signboard with flashing lights, leaning against the corner of the wall.

This place is what ordinary people call Custom Street, and there are some pink salons and adult hotels on both sides of the street.

Red men and dolls are often on this street... On Sundays, the crowds are more crowded than usual.

Cang Yong thought of the small town where she used to live. The commercial street was closed at night, and the crowds immediately receded and returned to tranquility. But she also knew that the later the night in the big city where she lived, the more crowded the street was. surge.

There are too many gorgeous hotels and shops with dazzling neon lights, which makes her always feel that she does not belong to this "mirage" street.

Looking at the phone, there was an email from the "boss", clearly telling her that the "guest" was coming.

The "boss" is not a store owner, but the organizer of this small group.

Cang Yong didn't have a good impression of that transgressive man, the only thing he could think of was his bright red lips that seemed to have sucked blood.

"...Is it Miss Muzi?"

A honest voice came from behind, but Cang Yonghua turned around and saw a tall man in a suit with broad shoulders.

He has a very kind face and looks like a meek middle-aged man who should have an ordinary-looking wife, a pair of children, and maybe a dog.

(Senior...does he like keeping dogs? But he doesn't seem to like small animals that will stick to him, maybe he likes kittens.)

"Miss Mule."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm just a bitch."

Muzi is of course a pseudonym—it is randomly chosen by the "boss". They select customers through the Internet, and after some screening, they find suitable target customers and contact them through special methods.

But Cang Yong came to spend such a "personnel" in charge of connecting with these guests.

The callers are also professionals, and they will coax and deceive customers to take the bait... But because Cang Yong's mouth is also very stupid, it is a bit more difficult for her to go to the front line to catch "customers" on the Internet .

She really can't do this kind of thing well, so she changed to go to the scene to contact the "guests".

"Che Lai Hua, you can also flexibly use your advantages...Fresh and delicious young JK, there are always men who can't help but want to try something new, and just looking at your appearance, they can easily let go of their guard..."

This is what Miss Pingyou said to her. She is also the most powerful "boss". Like her, Miss Pingyou seems to be a high school student, but unlike herself, she is beautiful and popular. She is also a student of a well-known women's high school.

The biggest difference between her and myself is that she can look like a working girl in her twenties as long as she puts on makeup.

And no matter how I dress up, relying on my crappy makeup skills, I can't hide the immature aura on my face.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

But Laihua carried the small bag and lowered her head.

"It's okay, but... your voice is different from the lady I met on the phone, you, aren't you that lady?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Sorry, I want to confirm."

... Are you suspicious?

"I'm sorry, I'm really not a mistress, she's my friend, so I can't come if I have something to do."

It was not the first time that Cang Yong came to Hua and met someone suspicious. She bowed slightly and whispered, "I'm really sorry...can I replace her? To be honest, I'm a little short of money recently."

"It's ok."

The middle-aged man smiled kindly.

"Okay... can we go to the hotel over there?"

She pointed to a hotel in an alley.

"No problem, I will pay all the expenses."

The man licked his lower lip, feeling a little parched. He had never expected that he would meet such a good "something" this time. The young lady gave off the feeling of a woman who had been in the customs industry for many years. This little girl, he knew at a glance that it was JK who was still in school.

Is it because of lack of money that you come to do this?

This is really a great bargain, such a good product is usually unavailable.

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Before coming to the hotel, she also seriously set the other party's words, after signing the secret code with the hotel staff as agreed.

The two came to the third floor of this adult hotel.

"Then, I'm sorry. Mr. Shangshe, I'm going to take a bath first."

"It's okay, Miss Muzi, feel free to..."

The man known as "Mr. Shangshe" did not show any obvious signs of anxiety even though he was burning with lust. He took out a few prepared covers from the hotel drawer and decided that this must be fired several times in a row so as not to waste This time.

"I have to ask her for her cell phone number afterwards, such good stuff is rare..."

Gah-!

The door of the bathroom opened, washing so quickly, the man turned his head and found that Cang Yong had taken off all his clothes and changed into a yellow raincoat, standing in front of him.

"What... what does this mean, Miss Mule."

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