Pokemon – Money Is Supreme

As soon as I walked in, a delicate and pretty waiter in an antique cheongsam walked over. He was probably the welcoming guest here, and smiled slightly at him: "Welcome, how many sir? Although the little girl’s eyes were a little surprised at the gentleman in the a little tattered and dirty gown, her good service quality still kept her quiet.

"That...I want to find your boss." Murong Ling thought about it.

"Sorry, our boss doesn't come here very much, but the manager is here. May I ask what's the matter, sir?" The little girl still answered with a smile.

"Well, aren't you recruiting people? I'm here to apply for the security guard who covers board and lodging." Murong Ling wondered the difference between the boss and the manager.

"Oh, I’m here to apply for the job, please over here, I will take you to the manager’s office." Little girl looked at Murong Ling’s dress and she was still a little confused, now I know that I’m here for the job. He was relieved. It stands to reason that bars are rarely seen as alternative guests dressed in this way, unless some pampered young masters are idle and boring to play retro. Of course she didn't automatically classify Murong Ling into this category.

Passed through the spacious lobby area, and went up the stairs covered with thick carpets on the east side. On both sides of the upper floor are the VIP box areas of the Blue Moon Bar, and the bar manager’s office is at the end of the passage.

The little girl brought Murong Ling to the door where the "Manager's Room" sign was hung, and knocked gently on the door. A strong male voice came from inside: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, the waiter smiled at the man behind the large desk opposite the wall, and said, "Mr. Ye, this gentleman. I'm here to apply for a security guard." He retired and closed the door gently.

Murong Ling saw the sofa next to her and sat down without waiting for the man to speak. To be honest, I have been swaying for a long time, my feet are sore. It's not that he doesn't know how to respect etiquette. On the Black Tortoise continent, to the level of his plane, he doesn't need to respect who at all. Everything depends on strength, and after more than ten years, habits have become natural.

Looking at him sitting so unceremoniously, the manager of Surnamed Ye behind the table light flashed and asked calmly: "What is the name of this gentleman, come to our bar as a security guard? How can a friend introduce him? Yes?"

The manager is in his forties, and his name is Ye Ziming. He is an offshoot of the Three Great Families Sanyin Ye Family. In fact, this Blue Moon Bar is also the business of Ye Family Third Young Master. Ye Ziming ranks up as the third young master's cousin. In addition, he is shrewd and capable, and loyal to the family, so he is allowed to take care of this bar, and Ye Family Third Young Master, the owner behind the scenes, except for every quarter I really rarely come here when I check my accounts.

"Well, under Murong Ling, I found it myself without who introduced it." Murong Ling replied heartlessly.

"Murong Ling? Jiangnan Murong?!" Ye Ziming was startled.

"What Jiangnan Murong?" Now it is Murong Ling's turn to be surprised.

"..."

After some questioning, Ye Ziming knew that he was too worried. The Murong Ling in front of him was not from Jiangnan Murong Family at all. The pampered young master was just a foreigner who had just arrived in Hangzhou and fell into dismay. ..