Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 4 Bitten by a dog

The elevator reached the first floor at this time.

“I have to serve the dog ancestor, and I won’t send you there.” Pressing the button for Qingcheng to go to the negative floor, Shen Che ran to the side shepherd dog holding the walkie-talkie.

Black and white Bianmu is sitting next to a lush green fortune tree, surrounded by three or four people, with his mouth raised slightly, like a dog in the posture of being the emperor.

The elevator door closed, blocking Song Qingcheng’s gaze.

With her back leaning on the handrail, she couldn’t help looking at the mirror in the elevator, with smoky makeup and short ice blue hair. She was completely innocent and clean. However, her exquisite features, even with a decadent style of painting , Still full of charm.

“Ding—” The elevator reached the negative first floor.

As soon as the door opened, there was a faint sound of deafening music.

Song Qingcheng did not move.

In the past few seconds, she reached out and just wanted to press the number 7, which was the floor of the VIP box that Shen Che was responsible for. Suddenly remembering something, she paused with her fingertips and pressed the number 1.

…

Although the Royal Court’s business club does not implement a membership system, the boxes on the seventh floor are only open to some VIPs, not to mention the excellent confidentiality measures, and the service is more than one grade higher than the fifth and sixth floors.

Some real rich people in Nancheng will prepare a box for themselves on the seventh floor of the imperial court all year round.

Song Qingcheng came out of the elevator and aroused a small eye-catching ceremony.

She wore a white tunic chiffon shirt dress, with a wide neckline showing a beautiful collarbone, and her long hair neatly tied into a bud head. She had an unbelievable casual beauty, and her clean face was extremely light, even with eye shadows. There are no paintings, and no accessories are worn around her ears and neck, but it is so simple that it makes her skin white as snow.

Perceiving the stunning gaze from the side, she turned her head and smiled politely at the men who were waiting for the elevator.

When someone of the opposite **** wanted to come over and change her phone number, Song Qingcheng walked to the reception desk first. The staff heard the movement and raised her head. She knew the girl: “Look for Shen Che?”

“Yes.” Song Qingcheng smiled at her.

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When Song Qingcheng found Shen Che, the boy was lying on the sofa in the aisle rest area with his legs cocked and playing with his mobile phone, while the shepherd dog was lying on the carpet and biting a ball of colored bells, occasionally shaking his big fluffy tail.

Shen Che hurriedly got up when he saw someone coming, hid his mobile phone and pulled on his pleated uniform, trying to put on the image of a dedicated employee. When he saw that it was Song Qingcheng, he sighed with relief, clutching his chest and screamed: “What the hell? I thought our foreman was here.”

“That’s how you took care of the dog ancestor?” Song Qingcheng pointed at the border shepherd dog with his chin.

Shen Che rubbed his nose sullenly. After his guilty conscience passed, he asked back: “At this point, why did you come up without a bar?”

“Be one step ahead of others.”

Shen Che’s attention fell on Song Qingcheng’s skirt: “When did you buy it, isn’t it cheap?”

“Well, more than seven hundred.” Song Qingcheng replied and walked to the side of the shepherd dog and knelt down.

The box door not far away opens—

“Shen Che, go to the small kitchen to bring some fruits over!” Maybe there was not enough manpower, and the other party hurried back to the box after explaining.

Song Qingcheng turned his head and asked, “Do you want to help?”

Shen Che glanced at her face. He worked in the club for three years and was used to seeing all kinds of people. Among them, there are many beasts in clothes. Those who are playing cards in the box tonight, who can guarantee that there will be no hungry ghosts in color, in order to avoid Necessary trouble, he waved his hand: “No, the small kitchen is right in front.” Then, when he saw the border shepherd, remembering his responsibilities, he could only say to Song Qingcheng: “Then help me watch the dog ancestor, I I will be back soon.”

Song Qingcheng nodded.

Watching Shen Che disappear in the corner, she slowly retracted her gaze and looked at the side shepherd dog in front of her again.

Under the orange light, Bian Mu’s fur color is very shiny, and there is no unwanted hair.

—I just don’t know, whether this kind of dog hurts or not.

As soon as Shen Che walked out of the kitchen with a tray, the intercom sounded the sound of floating electromagnetic waves. He took the intercom in one hand and heard the foreman’s angrily voice: “Let you look at the dog, where did you go? Know! I don’t know if the dog bites someone now!”