MTL - Feng Mang-Chapter 29 Just that position.

After finishing work at night, Han Dong walked to the bus station. After passing a massage parlor, a girl with exposed clothes and dark makeup flickered at him. "Brother, come in and make a press ..." Go in.

The proprietress arranged a cabin for Han Dong, and another girl knocked him back. The sweet voice suggested: "Brother, this is our first massage."

"The girl's hands were soft and boneless, and she couldn't stand any man, especially in this little pink hue.

So, Han Dong couldn't help but ask: "How much is this 'value-added service'?" "Looking at what you want, the average is 100."

Han Dong asked again, "Well, who is outside?" "You said Shanshan, who was standing by the door to receive customers?" She is expensive, and the minimum is three hundred.

"" So expensive? She is too profitable! "" They are signboards! Han Dong did not let the girl continue to press, but walked to the door and talked with the so-called signboard.

"Beauty, my cellphone is out of power. Can I borrow yours?" Shanshan did this, can she not understand Han Dong's thoughts? Passed without thinking.

After Han Dong left, the girl inside came out and said Shan Shan: "That man is the first person to massage in our shop without renewing money! You said, does he really want to chase you?" Shan Shan Turned around and smiled and cursed: "Go to you!" As soon as I got off the bus, Han Dong called the phone number secretly written down, "Hey? Is it Shanshan's mother? Hello aunt, I'm a Shanshan friend, no Sorry to bother you ... "Five minutes later, Shan Shan's sobbing came from the cell phone." Thank you so much, guys. If you didn't tell me, I would still be in the drums ... hmm ... "Auntie, you're welcome. This is what I should do.

"Hanging up the phone, Han Dong found out that he had just walked to the door of the North Film Factory. It was now eight o'clock, and there were still many people waiting to film night shows.

Scanning several familiar old faces, Han Dong could not help speeding up his pace.

"Oh, isn't this Han Daxian? Why haven't you been showing up lately?" "Did you follow Li Shang's buttocks?" "Well ... you've been so white-faced for so many years. Calculate the fire yourself, I have made a big deal for someone who has just arrived, and I'm frightened for you! "Han Dong pretended not to hear, and rushed to Ma Zha to the mall.

Early the next morning, a black turtleneck undershirt, pink skinny pencil pants, a thick layer of powder on the face, and painted with petite red lips.

Then put on the **** super, carrying a small leather bag, a tall and **** "big beauty" came to the streets.

It was the door of Beiying Factory yesterday, and the group of people who laughed at Han Dong, their eyes were straight.

"I am grass, look at that woman, look at her legs !!!" "Oh my God! This figure is almost ..." Han Dong sneered: The group of silly B ... When the bus arrived, Han Dong came again After visiting the massage shop I visited yesterday, I slowly walked to the front desk in the eyes of the boss's astonishment, and arrogantly took the "resume" to the top.

"Apply!" "Okay, okay ..." The boss nodded sharply. "I walked yesterday. What's wrong with you? What do you want to apply for?" Han Dong pointed to the empty doorway, "On that position.

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