Dear Wen Wen

Wenwen hasn't been to work for several days. It is impossible to do our business without performance. I remember when she first came, although she was a rural girl, she was beautiful and refined.

The company trains them, starting with speaking Mandarin, as well as smiling service and etiquette.

I have also participated in similar public relations training, "How to make money faster and better adapt to society, etc."

You have to believe that after class, their temperament and behavior have completely changed.

Later, Wenwen's performance became better and better, and she bought several suites nearby, and other young ladies envied her.

But when Wen Wen was almost 30 years old, she fell because of careless friends and emotional problems. . . . . . In our business, drug abuse, that is, heroin, is called depravity and hopeless. No matter how much money we earn every day, it's really hopeless, even though no one dares to mess with us.

Take a comfortable bath. I just came out of the bathroom, wearing ordinary, sterilized pajamas. It's just dawn, and the night show should not be over yet. Of course, I will check the room occasionally, and I will make an exception, but not with Wenwen.

Today, the business is deserted, the occupancy rate is not good, and many private rooms are empty, which makes me a little disappointed.

In the corner, the young waitress stood in a proper way in uniform and was respectful to me.

We ask not to shout "Hello, boss!" To our own people. Because it is inconvenient, the big boss will resent it. After all, we are making money without conscience, licking the blood on the knife and trying to keep a low profile.

"Eldest brother, I haven't had a massage for a long time!" A young girl who just came to practice actually treated me as a guest!

"Just you? I think I'll forget it! " I looked it up and down and said jokingly.

She is really the kind of girl who is only suitable for being an ordinary waiter, although she is still very young.

"No, we wander elder sister is very beautiful! She will do it for you! "

"Sister Wen Wen?"

"all right! Let me see! "

I haven't seen her for a long time, either. . . . . .

After a while, a woman with yellow hair came. I know, it's grandma.

Nana was embarrassed to see me. She hurriedly explained that Sister Wenwen would not come for half an hour.

Although Nana's beauty is slightly better than that of the intern girl next to her, she dare not compliment her. These people went to work directly without systematic training. I really don't know what big brother thinks. Is this industry really in decline? I don't believe it.

Speaking of big brother, that is, big boss, he is always mysterious. It's not like playing with brothers all day on TV, eating and drinking. To tell the truth, eldest sister-in-law is better than him. Excuse me! I'm talking nonsense again

I mean, in terms of presence. When I first started out, my sister-in-law worked as a foreman at Xinyuan International. She is absolutely a beauty! Pure and beautiful, even I think she is more beautiful than Wen Wen.

Unfortunately, eldest sister-in-law is very unrestrained and out of shape. Now, she is very fat. But I can see from her face that she is still attractive.

I have no patience to keep the temperature constant, and I can't wait. I understand that a fallen beauty will be worse than a ghost. . . . . .

I put on my suit and went straight to the company in the backyard.

I haven't killed anyone for a long time, but the road is getting calmer and calmer. No competitors compete with us for territory, space and girls. I owe it all to my sister-in-law's man, my big brother.

In the office, eldest sister-in-law plays jokes with other younger brothers, and sometimes likes to tell dirty jokes. I sat in front of the computer and pretended to read the financial statements. . . . . .

Time passed quickly, and it was evening before I knew it. My sister-in-law asked me to ride an electric car to take her to my big brother.

I don't want to.

That electric car is something I have nothing to ride. Simple and fashionable, not suitable for manned.

"There are so many cars, can't you go by car?"

Sister-in-law refused to listen and insisted on sitting up. . . . . .

There were many pedestrians on the road, but fortunately, my driving skills were ok and smooth, and we took a shortcut.

Behind me, my sister-in-law hugged me and deliberately approached my body. . . . . . I didn't hide, but leaned in. Actually, I'm not afraid, because I know that my eldest brother has a little wife outside.

Another reason is that I have no desire to possess her.

In the past, this was incredible, but now, even the eldest sister-in-law can see it. . .

The electric car rides slower and slower, and there is no electricity along the way.

I pushed hard for a while. It's heavy and really hard to carry. I just left it on the side of the road and ignored it. Fortunately, we are almost in the new field of big brother. . . . . .

His name is Hao Feng, and he is my boss. Seeing me, he was as good to me as ever. I feel that he has become big and tall, and he is still unfamiliar. . . . . .

The eldest sister-in-law is still taking part in accidental amusement, saying some complimentary pleasantries in front of the eldest brother, thanking me, how to take care of her, how to run the business with care, how to collect accounts for the company, and so on. . . . . .

Wenwen's father heard that his daughter was ill and came from the country to pick her up.

I felt sorry for him, bought him a smart phone and added him to WeChat. It seems that the old gentleman has read books and worn reading glasses, and he soon became proficient in using them.

In the yard, we enjoy the cool on the stone platform downstairs. After a while, Wenwen also came down from upstairs.

She is wearing a blue dress brought by her father. I guess it's what she wore at school. Wenwen looks pure in her hair. She sits next to her father.

"Wenwen, do you know who I am?" Sitting opposite the stone table, the doorman of the company tried to ask.

"You don't know." Wenwen shook her head as if she had lost her memory.

"What about me?" I quickly stood up and asked so that she could see me clearly. I sit on the right hand side of Wenwen's father, on the other side of the stone table.

Wenwen looked at me thoughtfully.

You don't know me, do you? I asked anxiously.

"Well, I don't remember, I don't know." Wenwen replied in a low voice.

"ah! Me! PG one! My name is PG One! " I pointed to myself and shouted.

"Oh, you ya of! I know who you are. " Wenwen said with a smile, her smile is very sweet.

"Look, she's fine after being reminded!" Wenwen's father leaned over to me, covered his hand and whispered.

Hearing this, I was very angry.

Wenwen lowered her head and sat there playing with her hair.

"well! ——"

I stared at Wenwen for a while. . . . . .

"Let's do it!" She picked up her cell phone and prepared to transfer money to her father. You have to scan the code, enter the password and add friends.

On second thought, didn't you already add friends that day?

It took a long time to finish.

After watching them leave, Wenwen looked back at me stupidly. I waved and tried not to cry.

This farewell, I sincerely hope that Wenwen can completely forget everything here, find a good family in the country and get married. . . . . .