"This... The thing is," The girl is somewhat embarra.s.sed. Her cheeks are somewhat flushes. She says, "well... It's not easy to make a living now. In my job, there's only a small amount of money to be paid every month, and the rest depends on how well we serve, so the guests will pay extra, and company will pay us more money... As for you, it's the easiest thing I've ever met. Ah no, it's the kindest customer. It's easy to take care of you. It doesn't take a lot of effort. Besides, you're so nice and didn't do anything bad to me. Of course, the most important thing is that your friend hired me with a good price! In addition to getting the basic salary, I have an extra income of two hundred a day. And if you're satisfied with my work after you've fully recovered, I'll get a good reward. Where can I find such a good job?"

Seeing no responding from me, Amy is worrying. "As soon as you leave the hospital, my work is over. I don't know what kind of patient will the company arrange for me to take care of in next job? In case of it's kind of perverted old p.o.r.n again... Ah... "She purposely sighs pitifully: "Amy is only nineteen years old, young, simple, and not sensible. What a pity... is it her fate to let such kind of abnormal guest bully? Who let her born as a beauty? Ah, all say that beautiful women suffer unhappy fates."

After that, she rubs her eyes deliberately, as if she wants to squeeze some tears to make me feel sympathy.

This girl is really a bit of a thing. The fast changing expressions of happiness and sadness are barely seen in my life! Compares with her, the top-tier girls in our club who claims to be able to hold all kinds of men are simply like the kindergarten kids!

I feel a little funny, Amy sees my expression seems to be a little looser, hastens to work harder: "Hey, Chen Yang, you're so compa.s.sionate! Don't you forget who took care of you these days? I thought you were a good man! Hum! Who went out to buy food for you in the middle of the night? Who helped you to scold the doctor and let you smoke? Who helped you to the toilet? Who put the toilet paper in the door through the door plank? Who helped you wash your underwear? You..."

"OK! OK! OK, OK! " I quickly let her stop: "I'll take it! I'll take it, OK?"

Amy's eyes are smiling proudly. For three days we were together, the shrewd girl seems to have eaten my temper and dare to speak to me in such a joking tone.

She laughs, "OK, OK, I know you must be very rich. The clothes you wear and the people came to visit you are all wearing high-end brands and drives beautiful cars! This amount should be nothing to you. "

I shake my head: "I have no money. Company spent money to invite you."

"The company's money?" This girl's eyes suddenly lights up: "Wow, consumption of public funds! That's better. Now, who doesn't know this truth? No money is bigger than the public money!"

I feel I'm completely defeated by this girl.

Amy seems to be this kind of girl who has a special charm that always make people feel very happy. She just likes a pleasant little fairy.

"Well, you promise!" Amy begins to erect three fingers and swears: "I will serve you well! It is absolutely more thoughtful than the ancient servant girl who serves the landlord." After thinking about it, she adds a chip. "At most, I will ma.s.sage your legs for an hour every day."

To be honest, this girl's professional level is really good. Her ma.s.sage technology is absolutely superb!

I look at her and say, "Amy, I really appreciate you, but I really have something to do and I can't stay here anymore." Looking at the unveiled disappointment and frustration on her face, I soften up and say, "But even if I leave the hospital, you... In fact, you can continue to take care of me. You are a professional private nurse, not a hospital nurse. My injury has not fully recovered. Even if I am discharged, you can follow me and take care of me. "

"Yes!" Amy smiles and says, "I can go to your home and take care of you, because I used to take care of the riches in the past, and sometimes the place where I worked is at their home."

Immediately she is all smiles and helps me to lean down. "Come on, Mr. Chen! Just lay down. If you want anything, just let me know. If you want to drink, I'll pour water for you! If you want to smoke, I'll go outside and watch the doctor for you!"

Looking at her performs like this, I deliberately tease her, make a lewd look on the face, grinning and say: "That... If I want women... What should I do? "

"Hum!" Amy changes her face immediately, and says roughly: "then... Anyway, I'll buy you some p.o.r.nographic magazines, and then I'll watch the door for you. You just do it yourself in the room. "Then she smiles, looks at me, and says earnestly, "Remember that happiness must be held in your own hands!"

I @#$%^&*!~

....

So I discharge from the hospital with only my personal clothes and, of course, a little extra tail, Amy.

In fact, I am very clear about this girl's calculates.

She thought I don't understand, but I know all about it. In general, this kind of professional nursing company's operation process is like this: when the customer hires the professional nursing, will advance a fee to the company, then deducts from this advance payment to the nursing staff's remuneration every day. And Yumi's payment to her company should at least make her takes care of me for a month.

It's only four days now, and if I let her go now, her company will have to withdraw the unused advance. Amy, a small financial enthusiast, naturally refuses to give up such an easy job, so pleading me to let her stay with me.

Frankly speaking, I discharge so soon, for a reason.

Juan didn't contact me before he had left, but I understand what he meant. It seems that he doesn't want me to touch the circle for the time being. And I want to discharge immediately, and I want to break the relations.h.i.+p with the casino as soon as possible.

As for Amy, if she's willing to follow me, just let her follow. I don't care. Her pay can be deducted from the advance.

Otherwise, where do I have the money to hire such expensive private care?

Just do her a favor. Anyway, there is such a small servant girl around me, feel quite refres.h.i.+ng. Meals to the mouth and cloths to stretch out the hands all the day, no one will object!

I put on my own clothes (the expensive suit Juan gave me that night at the casino had been torn after I fell down the hill). As for other things I left in the casino, like my cell phone, wallet, keys and so on, they have been delivered by the time I entered the hospital.

Out of the hospital gate, I take a long breath. The smell of disinfectant in hospitals has suffused me these days. Standing at the main entrance of the hospital and bathing the suns.h.i.+ne, it is giving me a sense of freedom.

When I discharge from the hospital, the little miser is carrying my bag, trying to curry favor to me. I walk ahead empty-handed. It's not that I'm not gentlemanly. My right arm fracture hasn't recovered, so I stretch it with a bandage now.

I stop a taxi. My first destination is to go to the club.

I don't ask Amy to join me to go to the club too. In that place, a good girl should not come in. So she stays in the lobby of the hotel.

When I walk into the club, it is far from time to go to work, but there are already some waiters doing the cleaning work, and the two foremen who has just changed their work uniforms. Watching me walk into the door, and they are both shocked and showing a little strange. Both seem to take a few seconds to react, and then the reflex respectfully shouting:" Brother 5, how are you!"

I wave and greet them and walk all the way to my rest room.

The atmosphere is strange... As I walk through the corridor, almost all the attendants look at me with a strange look. It's a little unnatural. Seeing this, I do have some doubts in my heart.

To go to my rest room, I need to go through the girl's rest room. It is still early, but Mary has already come. It's her habit to come early to spend time in making up, and to examine carefully the attire of her girls. In her words, it's called professionalism.

Such a habit, I have to say that she is really the top-tier of this industry.

By the time I pa.s.s the door, Mary has just changed into the black suit and, as usual, opens her front very low to reveal a half-cut lace breast. The two peaks had deliberately squeezed out a white cleavage.

In fact, her chest is not the kind of busty woman. But she knows how to show.

To sum up, the secret is just one word: squeeze!

As the saying goes: Time is like the water in sponge: if you squeeze, you can always get some. The same is true for women's b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

But today, when she sees me, she doesn't smile and close me up as usual. She looks at me with a strange look on her face. Then she hesitates for a moment and lowers her voice. " Brother 5... You... How do you come back?!"

"Well?" I port my mouth: "I haven't been here for a few days. I come back to work today. These days, I'm not here. Have these monkeys not been too noisy? "

Mary's complexion is somewhat complicated, but more surprises: "You? How do you... You don't know yet?"

I frown: "Don't know what?"

Mary sighs, worrying, approaching, and is about to say something when suddenly she looks behind me and coughs hard.

I look around, and Ken, the treasurer, and William, the security chief, stand at the end of the corridor, and Ken stares at me, a little gloomy, and William, who is behind, a little helpless.

"Chen Yang." Speaking of Ken.

My face falls.

This guy used to call me brother 5 before.

To be honest, though I don't put on airs, n.o.body here would dare to call my formal name.

Just as you work in a company, do you dare to call your general manager formal name?

"You come to my office." After Ken finishes the word, he turns away in a cold face. William, a little ugly, walks up to me and pats me on the shoulder. His voice is a little awkward: " Brother 5... You... Just see through it."

In my heart, I have a vague sense of what is going on. It must have something happened in those days.

I nod to William, who used to be rude but has a good connection with me on weekdays, and go to the financial management room.

Ken sits solemnly behind his desk and watches me come in, nods faintly, then takes a piece from the table and put it on the table.

His voice is cold and stiff: "Chen Yang, you probably don't know... You are no longer our company's person."

"What?"

His expression remained the same, but with a slight look of arrogance in his eyes. He pushes the item in front of me. "Juan came in the other day, and he announced something, and you're no longer in charge of the club... That is to say, you have been fired. This is a letter of dismissal, which has the signature of Juan. Everyone were there when the announcement was made."

I am stunned.

Ken doesn't look at my expression and continues to be cold and says: "According to Juan's instructions, the company will compensate you for a sum of money. It is a half-year salary. I have already wired to your account, and... In the rest room, there are some your personal items. I originally intended to send them to you. But I heard that you don't have a place to live now, so keep them here temporary. Since you are here today, please take your things away."

After that, the guy pushes the gla.s.ses on his nose and says coldly: "OK, things are finished, please go out now, I have to work... Please close the door when you go out."