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9, the ninth eye

Chapter 9

Chu Zhaozhao was really sick and went back to sleep for a while. When she woke up the next day, her condition worsened and her throat was so painful that she couldn't speak.

I only found out after going to the hospital that the flu in the city has been coming in the past few days, and the hospital is crowded with people.

Chu Zhaozhao took leave this week's class. In order not to infect her roommate, she did not live in the dormitory and went back to her hut.

The only person who didn't know that Chu Zhaozhao was sick might be his family. When Chu Mingming called, he was excited and danced through the phone.

"Sister! I'll invite me to my classmate day next week. Can you lend me your white down jacket to wear?"

When Chu Zhaozhao heard that she was going out, he said anxiously: "You must be careful when you go out. Stay away from those tables and chairs. Do you know if you are touched by being chewed?"

Chu Mingming was a glass man after he got sick, and he really couldn't be hurt at all. Even if he was just a small cut, he might be in danger of life at any time. Earlier, Chu's parents thought that it was safest not to let women go out, but at the end of the day, she was so old that she really locked up. If she didn't die of illness, she would be depressed first.

So Chu Mingming occasionally has the opportunity to go out to play.

"I know." Chu Mingming said, "My classmate said that her parents put away all the knives and wrapped cotton paper on the corner of the table, so they would not be injured."

Chu Mingming had a good popularity in his previous class, and after he dropped out of school due to illness, many classmates wanted to invite her to play together.

But even if the Chu family is willing, the parents of other children will not let their families take this risk.

After all, if something happens to someone, it is difficult for his own family to shirk responsibility.

So this time some classmates were willing to invite Chu Mingming to play at home, which was shocked and moved.

"You must be good at going to other people's houses, be polite, don't touch other people's things, and take the initiative to help with things, do you know?"

"I know, oh sister, I want to lend you the white down jacket to wear." Chu Mingming said with a smile.

Chu Zhaozhao was silent for a moment and said, "That dress has been worn for four years, and it is a bit big. Please buy you a new one."

"No, no, I just like that one!" Chu Mingming said, "My parents say that I look good to wear. Sister, do you think that one I look good to wear?"

"You look good in whatever you wear."

"Then let's just say that!"

Although Chu Mingming didn't want new clothes, Chu Zhaozhao thought that the Chinese New Year was about to be held in two months, so he should save some money to buy new clothes for Chu Mingming, so he started to think about squeezing some remaining money.

On Friday morning, during Mu Jiyun's class, Chu Zhaozhao's flu had recovered, but he still did not go to class.

Once a person relaxes, it will be difficult to adjust back to his state.

Perhaps it was because of Chu Mingming's affairs during this period that was too tense, or maybe Chu Zhaozhao knew that she had an indescribable secret in front of Mu Jiyun. In short, she asked for leave with justice and slept in the dormitory for the whole morning.

After the roommates came back from get out of class, they brought her a cup of hot milk tea.

"Zhaozhao, Teacher Mu asked you today." Qin Shuyue said.

"What?!" Chu Zhaozhao sat up reflexively when he heard Mu Jiyun, "What did he ask me?"

Gantian said while reading a book: "Why are you nervous? The class monitor told you for your leave note and gave him a leave note. Teacher Mu just asked if you are seriously ill."

Chu Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to the bed.

"I just sighed. It turns out that good students are different." Qin Shuyue bit her pen and said carelessly, "Teacher Mu has taught us for several years. This is the first time he has taken the initiative to ask about the students' situation. In the past, others asked for leave, but he just took a look at the leave note, but today..."

The dormitory was very quiet. Chu Zhaozhao was lying in front of the wall, and her back looked like she was asleep, but in fact she was staring at the wall and didn't say anything.

"Yueyue, where are your notes today? Please lend me a look."

Fortunately, Gantian interrupted Qin Shuyue's words in time, otherwise Chu Zhaozhao would not know if he could pretend to be asleep.

The next day, Chu Zhaozhao was even lazy, and could not continue to be idle.

When the lights were on, Chu Zhaozhao went to Yunyan Mansion to work on time and put on makeup in the lounge.

Chu Zhaozhao would spend more than an hour putting on makeup every time, and when he came out there there were already many guests in the hall.

She wandered among the guests, some young, middle-aged, some came to visit, and some were purely drinking.

There were a few tables of wine bottles empty, so Chu Zhaozhao stepped forward to promote it. After working hard, he sold several thousand yuan of wine.

Chu Zhaozhao suddenly felt that it was meaningless. Compared with the orders opened by Mu Jiyun, these were simply mosquito meat.

But she seemed to offend Mu Jiyun.

Chu Zhaozhao is not sure, so he said offense, right?

Everyone was joking about such an environment at that time, and he might not take it seriously.

Thinking of this in my mind, Chu Zhaozhao was distracted frequently and his attention was always at the door.

Later, Mu Jiyun really appeared as she wished.

Some of the people who walked with him, Chu Zhaozhao had seen them, and some had never seen them, but they were all from the same circle of friends.

They went up the second floor with a waiter leading it, but disappeared in a while.

Chu Zhaozhao followed them quietly to the second floor, but hesitated when he was turning the corner.

What if someone is really unhappy that day? Wouldn't she be bored by herself now?

...

Forget it, if you want to make money, you will have to make money.

Chu Zhaozhao walked over with his legs.

Unexpectedly, after just a few minutes of hesitation, someone took the lead.

She saw a wine sales lady Sara, who was dressed like her, at their table, half-supporting the table, with an attractive figure, and selling wine.

Now, Chu Zhaozhao is really bored.

She went downstairs in shame and continued to walk in the hall.

So some things cannot be compared. In the past, Chu Zhaozhao earned 1000 yuan in one night and thanked God. Now she looked at her order and only sighed endlessly.

My mood was depressed, and my body had just recovered from illness, Chu Zhaozhao felt weak before he could finish the day, so he went to the lounge for a while.

There were other waiters and staff in the lounge. Everyone was playing with their mobile phones, and they were poorer than communication, and the whole room was quiet.

Someone else came in, but Chu Zhaozhao didn't care, and took a nap with her eyes closed.

Until someone called her.

Chu Zhaozhao wasn't sure if he called her, after all, the man was just next to him, "Hey!"

After opening his eyes, Chu Zhaozhao saw Sara, the wine sales lady at Mu Jiyun and his table just now sitting in front of her, while putting on makeup, and saying, "Do you know the person on the table above b14?"

Sara is a heartthrob in life, and she is doing well when she comes here to work at night.

A few days ago, she heard that Linda was making big business at the table upstairs. She opened five bottles twice, and once, she opened seven bottles.

After all, it was a considerable income, and Sara was also itchy, and today she saw the opportunity to rush ahead of everyone.

But the people at this table didn't seem to care about her. She tried to persuade her, and the fat man who was on the bank opened two bottles of horse heads.

No matter how you look at this table, people are not stingy. Later, Sara went to the front desk to see that they ordered good wine again, but they did not record it on anyone's list.

People just enjoy purity.

So, when I met Linda in the lounge, Sara thought, could they take care of her business just because they knew each other?

But Chu Zhaozhao said no, but he didn't know him.

Sara was even more curious. She put down her lipstick, sat next to Chu Zhaozhao, and held her hand affectionately, "I heard that you have made a big order in their place. How did you do it? Teach and teach!"

Chu Zhaozhao said seriously: "I... just speak."

"Ha?" Sara grew up in surprise, "Just let others buy so many bottles?"

Chu Zhaozhao nodded.

Her expression doesn't look like a lie.

Sara let go of Chu Zhaozhao's hand without any trace, moved back to the original chair, and continued to make up.

After taking pictures of the foundation, he looked at Chu Zhaozhao from under the mirror.

No wonder.

I am so greedy, no wonder I can't keep repeat customers.

Thinking of this, Sara felt that it would not be embarrassing to sell only two bottles of human heads.
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