Night bar.
Because it was in the morning, the night bar was not open yet, and there were only a few waiters cleaning and cleaning up the "masterpieces" left in the room by drunken men and women.
Mu Shiyu wore high heels that could blind her eyes. The sound of the heels hitting the floor tiles broke the scope of her vision.
"Hello miss, we only open at seven o'clock in the evening," the waiter at the bar said politely.
From the way Mu Shiyu was dressed, she knew she was a rich man, and since he was just an ordinary bartender, he naturally had to be polite when speaking to her.
"Let me get my bag. I forgot to take it when I left this morning!" Mu Shiyu said, her voice seemed to have a kind of magic, which was both pleasant and irresistible.
"A bag? By the way, when a gentleman came to check out this morning, he brought an LV bag and said that its owner would come here to look for it." The waiter took out the bag that Jun Zimo brought.
"Look, is this it?" The waiter carefully took out the bag. He didn't dare to make any big moves. If he accidentally destroyed the bag, he might have to work to pay off his debts in his next life.
"Well, it's mine, thank you!" Mu Shiyu took the bag and was about to leave, when suddenly she seemed to think of something interesting.
After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "I want the contact information of the person who checked out."
"This...isn't good! Madam, we have rules in the bar. You can't just get into the customer's information." The waiter said.
Although the lady in front of him looks very valuable, he cannot break the rules of the bar, otherwise he will be fired if the boss finds out.
"Ten thousand, I want this person's name and mobile phone number!" Mu Shiyu offered the chips. He believed that no one would have trouble with money, and besides, he was just a part-time worker.
"Madam, this is not a matter of money, this is a matter of principle." The waiter was obviously very moved. Ten thousand was almost half a month's salary, but he was still a little worried that others would find out.
Murong Xue was also confused beside her. She didn't understand why her sister was so obsessed with that man. But she believed that her good sister had her own reasons for doing so.
As the eldest lady of the Mu Group in the Magic City, she has never seen anything in the world. Maybe she suddenly became interested in this man!
"One hundred thousand, don't worry, no one will know about this. Even if your boss finds out, I will help you settle it." Mu Shiyu added another ninety thousand, which is almost the waiter's four-month salary. Now he only needs to retrieve the man's information to get one hundred thousand.
For Mu Shiyu, even if the waiter disagrees, she can still get Junzimo's room to rest, but it's just a little more troublesome. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems now.
"One hundred thousand?" The waiter was shocked. So this is how rich women spend their money? What is the relationship between that man and her? Could it be that he pulled up his pants and refused to recognize anyone? That doesn’t make sense! The beauty in front of me wants money and beauty, no man should say no to her! .
"Hurry up, check it or not, my time is precious!" Mu Shiyu was a little impatient, so she asked you to check the housing information, and you could earn 100,000 for free. Even if something happened, I would help you settle it. Why bother so much? .
"Okay, okay! Dear lady, please wait a moment." The waiter started operating on the computer.
"Name: Junzi Mo, mobile number: 130****7608" Mu Shiyu wrote it down on her mobile phone.
"Here is 100,000 yuan." Mu Shiyu took out 100,000 yuan in cash from her bag and put it on the counter. She pulled Murong Xue, who was still looking confused, and left.
…
There is so much money in this magical city. If you are new here, you will hardly be able to find a place to live.
There are still five days until school starts, so Junzimo is going to find a place to live first. After all, he just "earned" 1 million yesterday, so he can't treat himself badly.
But Junzi Mo doesn’t know many people in the magic city. Who can he go to for help?
correct!
Jun Zimo dialed a number, "Hey, little Zhouzi!"
"???" The person who answered the phone looked confused. If you want to know who he is, he is the eldest son of the Zhou family in the Demon City. The Zhou Group, like the Mu Group, plays a decisive role in the Demon City.
No one in the magic city should be respectful when meeting him. Except for a few highly respected elders in the family, no one would dare to call him "Little Zhouzi".
But the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, which made Zhou Zetian very unhappy.
"Hey, who the hell are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you call me that!" Zhou Zetian typed into the phone.
Jun Zimo couldn't get in touch with anything Zhou Zetian said, but he could understand that with his status in the city, almost no one dared to speak to him like this, and he also changed his phone number.
"Hey, why don't you speak? Are you too scared to speak by Uncle Zhou?" Zhou Zetian heard that the other party was too scared to speak and thought he was very awesome.
"Xiao Zhou, don't be so angry, it's me, Junzi Mo!" Junzi Mo said calmly.
"Jun Zimo? I don't care if you are Jun Zimo or Chen Zimo, do you fucking know who I am?" This sentence on Sunday made him feel much better, but then he heard the other party calling him Xiao Zhou's anger rose again.
Just when Zhou Zetian was about to start his machine gun-like output again, what seemed to come to his mind?
"What? What did you say your name was?" Zhou Zetian was a little panicked. If it was really that person, then he would definitely get a beating.
"It's me, Junzi Mo!" Junzi Mo replied concisely.
"Ouch! It's you, please don't mind. I was criticizing the management staff, and I got a little angry." Zhou Zetian was having a meeting in the company at this time. The management staff made a very low-level mistake, which made him very angry. Annoyed, Jun Zimo called him again at this time, which caused this farce.
"It's okay, I understand!"
"Then why are you calling Xiao Zhou?" Seeing that Jun Zimo didn't mean to blame him, Zhou Zetian changed his face instantly.
"I don't have a place to live in Shanghai now. Please help me find a house." Jun Zimo explained his purpose.
"What? Are you in the Magic City now?" Zhou Zetian was also surprised, because he knew that Jun Zimo's true identity was the crown prince of the Jun family in Kyoto. How could he come to the Magic City?
"go to school!"
"What school? You're not joking, are you?" Zhou Zetian was even more confused.
"You heard that right, I did come to Shanghai to go to school. But there are still five days before school starts, and I don't have many connections here. I can't find a place to live. Please help me find a house!"
"Why don't you come and stay at my house? I just want to catch up with you." Zhou Zetian sincerely invited.
"No, there's no need to trouble you. Anyway, I'm in the magic city now and there are plenty of opportunities to meet." Jun Zimo refused. He didn't want to trouble others, nor did he want to owe others any favors.
"Okay then, I'll make a call now and let someone contact you to view the house!"
"Um!"
