Secret diary, a senior bar girl, can you think of the contents recorded in it?

Sitting inside, I struggled to open my eyes and finally saw that the driver was the guest who invited me to drink. I put my hand in my mouth and threw up in the car. After frowning for a while, the guest finally stopped the car and left me halfway. I quickly went to a public toilet on the roadside to wash my face and took a taxi back to school. ?

The foreman asked me vaguely how I was last night. I gave her an oblique look and didn't speak, but then the calm eyes in her smile made her feel bored. When the boss of Yuezhongyuan heard about it, he told me that you should stop being a wine girl and come to me as a bar girl. I have many friends on the road who can support you. Besides, the income of bar girls may not be lower than that of bar girls. I smiled and said thank you, but I still put on the purple miniskirt. I know that most of the tips for girls in bars are indeed higher than those for girls who drink wine, but I know that there is sweat, more tears and even that kind of deep red stuff in the tips.

Later, the guests came again, bringing an ordinary-looking but fancy-dressed girl. As soon as he saw me, his eyes suddenly showed pride. He grabbed the girl's hand like a demonstration and rubbed it hard on his bruised stubble, looking like a sadist. In order to prevent him from making much ado about nothing, I had to pretend not to see it, but I was worried about the girl inside.

Worried, still smiling. I almost always smile at work. A smile is a touching warmth for a woman, but I know that there is also indifference in a smile that keeps people away.