Half an hour later, Chen Nan came out of the bathroom, looking ashen.
His chest was heaving with anger: "Damn, it's just not right!"
The lady saw him like this and knew nothing good had happened, so she cautiously asked, "What's up, Brother Nan?"
"Could it be that your boss fired you?"
Hopefully not, because Brother Nan was one of her few wealthy patrons.
He was not only rich but also quite good-looking.
The key was that he was a gentleman, only drinking a little and dancing when he asked her to accompany him.
And he never got handsy.
In a place like this, he was like a rare animal.
"It's something even scarier than getting fired." Chen Nan sighed.
Ladies: "Huh?"
What could be scarier than unemployment?
Chen Nan picked up his coat and put it on: "The bill's on me, you guys have fun."
Chen Nan looked miserable: "I have to go back and work overtime."
Damn it, Mr. Bao was just inhumane.
To think he had just left the company at seven o'clock.
