Jing Yunzhao looked at the beauty card and these hundred pieces and directly took them out.

"Does the source of this card still need me to check it? Every card sold in this beauty salon can be recorded. It has nothing to do with Xiao Daoan. Just check it and you will be clear!" Zhao also said.

The waiter was thrown out and the whole person fell to the ground.

When I saw the membership card, my face was flustered: "Manager..."

This card was sent by Mr. Xiao’s wife. Which girl does not love beauty? She has never been to such a high-level beauty club, so she wants to go...

It was not a rare thing for the guests to pay the tip in this hotel, so she didn't feel anything bad at the time.

The manager's face was extremely bad: "Don't be a shame here, just leave the hotel, or I will let the security guard ask you out!"

The waiter was shocked.

However, this is only a job. Although the treatment is good, there is no need to be humbled by others for the salary. Therefore, the waiter’s attitude toward the manager is getting worse and worse, and he no longer stays. He quickly climbs up from the ground and holds The card and the money, if you leave, you can't turn around and leave, but when you leave, you can't help but turn a blind eye at Jing Yunzhao. He snorted: "What's so great, knowing that you know a few rich people." Sapo will only bully a small waiter like us..."

The sound is not big, but Jing Yunzhao hears it clearly.

Suddenly, Jing Yunzhao took a silver needle and smashed it out.

The waiter only felt a bit of pain in the back, but did not think too much. He moved his body and continued to move forward.

Jing Yunzhao glanced at her and no longer managed.

She specially created a lot of silver needles in the space, which is a relatively easy to use hidden weapon, as long as the distance is not far apart, she can guarantee that she is full of hundred, and the silver needle is slender, even under the eyes of others. Find.

Just for this waiter, the start is not very heavy, the silver needle can not hurt the life, but there will be some torture on weekdays.

As soon as the waiter left, the manager kept apologizing.

Bechu and Gan Yuchen still did not open the phone of Xiao Daoan and Xiao Haiqing. Jing Yunzhao was in a hurry and directly let people drive to the Xiao family.

At this time, Xiao Haiqing was lying in the car, driving Xiao Daoan in front, and Jiang Rong sitting next to Xiao Haiqing, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, kept pouring into Xiao Haiqing.

Xiao Dao'an saw her daughter's groggy look from the rearview mirror, and her heart was complicated: "Arong, almost, don't let her drink again."

Jiang Rong looked at Xiao Haiqing’s face and flashed a trace of disgust. He turned his face and worried: "Husband, you don’t know Haiqing’s temper. If she wakes up, she still doesn’t know what to do. Things, still drink more insurance..."

Anyway, now that people are groggy, after they hand over the wine, Xiao Haiqing took the initiative to send it to her mouth, but it was not her forced.

Xiao Dao'an brow wrinkled: "Yes, you pay attention, don't let her drink."

"Do not worry, I am very good at the amount of sea clear wine..." Jiang Rong said again.

After a while, only Jiang Rong shook Xiao Haiqing's body and tried to say: "Hai Qing? Hai Qing, how are you feeling now?"

Xiao Haiqing’s obsessively looking at the person in front of him faintly glimpsed the face that he hated the most. He said that he would bite the arm of Jiang Rong’s arm without saying anything!

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