In addition to the bowls and plates in the basin, there were many bowls, plates, cups, and chopsticks waiting to be washed on the table next to them … Judging from the number of tableware, one could at least tell that this place had a good business and was very wasteful.
There were a few fresh-keeping bags on the side, containing some meat. It seemed that Yuna had picked them out from the untouched dishes. Perhaps she was going to take them away later.
Yuna did not wash the bowls and chopsticks quickly, and could even be said to be clumsy. She wore red latex gloves, and sometimes she could not even hold the plates firmly.
She could not even wipe her sweat, and could only make do with her arm.
"You can't wash it clean like this."
Just as she lost her grip on a plate and let it slide into the basin, Yuna heard a voice behind her that she seemed to have heard somewhere before.
She subconsciously turned back to look at the young man who had stood behind her without her noticing — Yuna recognized him at first glance.
It was the long-winded waiter who had pushed the cart of Cantonese pastries to her in the teahouse.
"It's you …" Yuna replied with some surprise — she was surprised because the Red Chamber was, to put it bluntly, a money-squandering establishment. With the salary of a waiter in a teahouse, even the lowest expenditure in the Red Chamber would be exorbitant.
Luoqiu just smiled casually, then walked to Yuna and squatted down. At the same time, he pinched up his sleeves and picked up a rag and a plate. "Watch carefully."
Yuna found that the young man was not wiping the plates carelessly, but was wiping them regularly on a large area without repeating himself.
"This kind of dishwashing agent is actually very useful, because it doesn't need to be rinsed with water. Just wipe it a few times with a rag and it's done … Also, you can consider washing the big plates first, then stacking them. First, the plates, then the bowls. Don't just grab them one by one. That will save a lot of space. After all, this place is not big. If you don't stack them properly, it's easy to break them … Oh, leave the chopsticks for last. "
"You … you're a dishwasher too?" Yuna looked at the young man who had finished washing the plates immediately, and then realized that the clothes he was wearing did not seem to be cheap goods — the clothes were embroidered with high-quality brands, and she did not know whether they were authentic or fake.
"I wash them often at home, so these are just some tips."
Luo Qiu said as he put away the only washed plate, and then shook his palm to get rid of the water stains. He didn't intend to help Yuna wash everything. He just wanted to give her some pointers … To Yuna, this was a form of respect.
Seeing that Luoqiu had stood up, Yuna had intended to stand up as well. However, it was really inconvenient for her to move, so she could only look up and thank him. Then, she smiled bitterly and said, "In the past, it was my sister who washed the tableware at home … You know, there were many times when it was inconvenient for me. She always refused to let me into the kitchen."
"Have you always been working here?" Luoqiu continued to look around.
Yuna shook her head, grabbed a plate, and started wiping it like Luoqiu. "No, I just arrived today. I can't … Well, actually, people have to live. "
She suddenly raised her head, a very clean smile on her face. "Although it's a little dirty here, the salary is not bad. And most importantly, they are willing to hire me."
"Very good." Luoqiu nodded. "Then I won't disturb you."
"It's okay." Yuna smiled.
This seemed to be a guy who could bring peace to people — the originally boring and tiring work seemed to have become a little lighter because of this guy's arrival.
"By the way, I still don't know your name?" Yuna asked politely.
Luo Qiu had walked to the door at this time, but at this time, he bent down, picked up the crutch on the ground, and put it back to the wall. It should have been leaning here before, but he didn't know when it fell down.
"It won't be too late to tell you next time we meet."
He left just like that, without any excuse to force himself to stay, and without any intention to continue the conversation … It was as if he was just a traveler who had left after a hurried glance.
Yuna heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the time. In fact, it was already lunchtime.
She leaned against the wall and took the crutches. Then, she picked up a few food preservation bags, pushed the kitchen door open, and walked out.
There was a small alley in front of the door. Yuna came here once when she was at work today. At this time, she was looking around, as if she was looking for something.
Very soon, Yuna heard something.
At this time, a smile appeared on her slightly haggard face. She held the crutch and quickly walked over — to the place where a few baskets were casually stacked.
Yuna carefully took out one of the baskets. Then, she poked her head in and saw a few pairs of small eyes looking at her.
The sound of a cat's meowing was very tender.
A mother cat was surrounded by three kittens. They were stray animals living here — found in the clubhouse where Yuna had just gone to work in the morning.
Yuna's eyes suddenly lit up, and her smile seemed to be brighter.
Then, she opened the safety bag and poured out some of the food inside. Obviously, she was going to feed the kittens and the mother cat.
They seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of the food. The mother cat carefully stretched out her head, trimmed a piece of fish on the ground a few times, and then took a bite.
However, it didn't swallow them. Instead, it brought them back to the basket and put them down. The three kittens immediately surrounded it and formed a furry ball, like a few dandelion balls that had fallen together.
Yuna sat down with her hands on the wall, her hands on the baskets, and looked at them quietly. The family suddenly became very quiet and peaceful.
Click.
In the distance, a crisp sound of a shutter was heard. It didn't alarm Yuna — she didn't know that at this moment, her appearance had been reflected in a golden Hasselblad camera.
In the distance, Luoqiu looked away from the camera contentedly. He held the Hasselblad camera in his hand — he didn't go through the usual drying process, but directly sucked with his hand, and a black and white photo was born.
The black and white background of the photo erased the paleness on Yuna's face, leaving only her pure and sweet smile.
"What an unexpected gain."
…
…
The quality of the girls the procuress found was indeed good.
Song Haoran was a man who had seen countless girls. At this time, looking at the girls brought by the procuress, there were indeed one or two that made his eyes light up — of course, it was just the shell in front of him. As for the thing inside the shell, it was hard to say.
"President Bai, the best girls in the Red House are here." It was obvious that the procuress was proud at this moment. After all, these girls had been trained for a long time.
From the beginning, they were asked to show the temperament of women in that era as much as possible.
"Master, is this batch okay?" Bai Shuitang saw that Song Haoran seemed to be in a good mood, so he directly approached and asked.
At this time, Song Haoran casually picked two and said indifferently, "Leave these two."
Under the direction of the procuress, the selected girls directly walked to Song Haoran's left and right sides. Unexpectedly, Song Haoran suddenly said, "The person you want to call is not me, but someone else. Let me tell you, when he comes back, you can … "
Song Haoran suddenly whispered in the ear of one of the girls. This girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh secretly, as if she was amused by one of Song Haoran's bad ideas.
"This friend of mine is unfazed by favor or disgrace. I've never seen him flustered." Master Song was full of evil tricks. "If you two can embarrass him later, I'll give you five million each."
Buying a smile with a thousand taels of gold … Unfortunately, this Master Song was buying a man's embarrassed smile.
Song Haoran's straightforwardness made the two girls' eyes light up. However, Bai Shuitang frowned as she listened. She thought to herself, This young master of the Song family is indeed not an ordinary prodigal. He doesn't even know how to cherish the Song family's wealth.
"President Bai, your friend is back!" The procuress had been paying attention to the door. At this moment, she saw Luoqiu slowly walking over from the corridor downstairs, so she immediately reminded him.
Song Haoran instantly waved his hand, and the two girls hid on either side of the door at the same time. At the same time, they unbuttoned the necklines of their cheongsams, revealing half of their soft breasts.
One, two, three … Pop!
"Ah …" But Song Haoran's originally smiling face instantly froze!
What the hell, the person who pushed open the door and entered wasn't Luoqiu, but — Song Ying!
At this moment, Song Ying's eyes widened. These two girls kissed her cheeks on both sides, and they even hugged Song Ying's hands very passionately, directly pressing her down like a ball.
Their slender legs even stretched out from the slit in their cheongsams and stuck to Song Ying's legs, as if their entire bodies were glued to them … It was probably a very erotic scene.
"Ah …"
Before Song Ying could react to this sudden contact, she heard a calm voice behind her. Her neck stiffened as she turned around … Luoqiu.
"Oh …" Luoqiu glanced at her, then uttered a very short word with a look of realization on his face.
"Oh … your sister!!"
Song Ying suddenly shuddered and screamed. She directly flung the two seductive girls away, then rushed up to Luoqiu and grabbed Luoqiu's collar at lightning speed. She roared, "Oh what! What's the meaning of looking like you've discovered a new continent! What kind of dirty thoughts are you having?!! Lesbian, right! Lesbian, right!!! Friction, right!! "
"… Do you want to wipe it?" Luoqiu blinked and reached out to take out a pack of tissues.
Song Ying was stunned and subconsciously looked at the glass window in the corridor, only to see two bright red lipstick marks on her own cheeks.
"Ah —!"
Song Ying suddenly screamed, then instantly raised her hand — Slap!
…
Bai Shuitang sat at the furthest place uneasily. As for Song Haoran, he leaned against the back of the sofa with a mischievous smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.
At the same time, Luoqiu sat without a sense of presence — Song Ying dipped the tissue in water and vigorously wiped her cheeks.
Song Da, on the other hand, stood to the side expressionlessly. At the same time, there was a faint handprint on his cheek — he actually looked like he had lost all hope in life because he really couldn't understand why Miss Song Ying's slap was aimed at him in the end …
In that situation, Young Master Luoqiu should have been more convenient …
As for the brothel keeper and the rouge powder, Song Ying had directly kicked them out.
"What are you looking at!"
Seeing Song Da's aggrieved gaze, Song Ying glared back, "Song Da, aren't you practicing the Vajra Skill? This slap won't hurt or itch! "
"I … didn't practice on my face, okay, Miss Sun?" Song Da smiled bitterly.
"Who told you not to practice on your face!"
"If I practice on my face until it's stiff, then there won't be any expression at all … Okay, I'll go back and practice on my face." Song Da was defeated. He really didn't know how to deal with women.
"Alright, little girl, what are you doing here?" Song Haoran looked at Song Ying and laughed, "Don't tell me you don't know where this is?"
"As your niece, I have the right to supervise your indecent private life!" Song Ying snorted coldly and directly pulled Song Haoran's ear, "You actually came out to have fun when I was half dead tired from work?!"
"Ahem … I'm going to the toilet."
Seeing this scene, Bai Shuitang stood up sensibly and quickly pushed the door open … Song Ying suddenly stood up, one hand on her waist and the other on Song Haoran's forehead, angrily said, "You're the executive director of the Song Dynasty Group. It's fine if you don't go to work every day! But you actually come to play with women when I'm at work! Song Haoran! Do you have any moral sense of shame! "
So … why did she add 'during my working hours' twice?
Luo Qiu blinked his eyes, and then sent a towel from the ice bucket to Song Da, indicating that he should use it to apply the towel.
Perhaps it would be more suitable for Young Master Luoqiu and Miss Song Ying to change genders?
Song Da suddenly looked at Luoqiu on a whim.
"Is there anything else you need, Mr. Song Da?"
"No, nothing." Song Da shook his head and then sighed, thinking: Strangers are like jade …
Then he glanced at Song Ying who was still pulling Song Haoran's ear and sighed again: Vicious.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. A young waiter came in with a fruit platter and some drinks.
At this moment, Song Ying gave Song Haoran some face. She resentfully let go of his ear and then said, "Do we have anything?"
The waiter smiled and said, "This is brought in by the private room."
"Oh, just leave it there." Song Ying pointed at the table in front of her.
The waiter nodded and bent down, ready to put down the platter — but the moment he bent down, the young waiter suddenly raised his head with a fierce look!
A cold light popped out from under the fruit platter — it turned out that he had hidden a dagger under the platter!
The dagger stabbed straight at Song Haoran!
But Song Haoran's reaction was very fast. He clapped his hands and caught the dagger, "Hey, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you would be more patient."
The waiter was shocked and immediately let go of the dagger in his hand. He quickly retreated and took out a pistol from behind his waist. Without saying anything, he pulled the trigger.
In this private room, gunshots were suddenly heard!
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