The man noticed she was scared and reached out to pat her half-exposed shoulder, taking the opportunity to cop a feel, smiling wickedly, "Beauty, don't be afraid. As long as you please the boss, he's a man who knows how to cherish women. When a man enjoys himself, everything else is easier. I'm just giving you a tip because I see you're sensible. If you win the boss's favor, don't forget about me."
Alice Green wished she could chop off the man's hand, but her face displayed a smile she had practiced for a long time, "Thank you, brother, for the reminder. I'll remember your kindness."
Her smile was both faintly fragile and charming, the kind that men liked the most.
Sure enough, the man's eyes were glued to her, mesmerized, almost unable to look away. He swallowed hard, keeping his hand on her shoulder, "What did you just call me?"
Alice smiled coquettishly, "Brother, I see you're a year or two older than me. Calling you brother isn't wrong, right?"
