Although she was also wearing a skirt, it was knee-length and loose-fitting, completely obscuring her figure. She wore a short-sleeved top that barely revealed her collarbone.
The heels were high enough that even a child could wear them, her hair was simply tied into a ponytail, and her makeup was nowhere near as exquisite as Beibei's; her original appearance was immediately recognizable.
Princesses make money off men, so it's no wonder that Beibei said there wasn't much business after she arrived, given her attire.
She doesn't look very likable, so who would want to order from her?
Unless someone prefers absolute innocence, then it has to be someone who feigns resistance; if you were to touch her, you'd probably scream like a pig being slaughtered...
That sounds pretty "exciting"!
"Young Master Han, Young Master Yang, this is my girlfriend, her name is Xiaomin."
Beibei enthusiastically introduced them to everyone, and then said to Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, these are the young masters I told you about. They are all my regular customers, and they are all very nice people... If you keep them company, Young Master Han said he will directly pay for it for you!"
Towards the end, Beibei lowered her voice and emphasized it to Xiaomin again.
When she went out to look for someone earlier, she had already spoken to Xiaomin at length, telling her to be good at keeping the young master happy, and that she would be rich in money.
You feel that what you lack most is money, but for other people, money is really nothing.
Xiaomin seemed to have taken it to heart, but unfortunately, her performance was still not quite satisfactory.
"Young Master Han..." Xiao Min's voice trembled as soon as she opened her mouth, and she didn't dare to look people in the eye.
Although she had been working at the club for some time after being introduced by Beibei, she hadn't actually served many guests, let alone tried to persuade anyone to drink.
People think she's dull, boring, and doesn't know how to have fun.
Moreover, because of the vast difference in their status, Xiaomin would feel inexplicably nervous whenever she saw them, and she didn't dare to say anything to them at all.
Even though she was genuinely envious and longed to be able to handle things as easily and effortlessly as Beibei and the others.
So she tried to imitate them, but ended up looking like a poor imitation, which was quite embarrassing.
The competition is fierce in the club. Each senior has a regular customer base, so who would dare to steal their business?
Xiaomin dared not do it again.
Newcomers who adapt quickly can also quickly gain a few customers, but she didn't.
After being told off a few times, Xiaomin dared not learn anymore. In fact, her own conditions were not suitable for being a princess, so she could only suffer more and more misery.
She was well aware that if it weren't for her connection with Beibei, she would have been fired by the manager immediately.
Even if there is such a relationship, if she can't adapt, the club won't give her that much time.
Therefore, once she had a chance to perform, she was very anxious and wanted to do well, try her best to leave a good impression on the guests, and at least get through the pressure of her current life so that she could continue to work here.
Fortunately, everyone present was experienced and understood Xiaomin's nervousness, and they invited them to sit down.
"Xiaomin, you sit next to Han Shao. Come on... I'll sit here."
Beibei settled Xiaomin to Han Mingliang's left, and then sat between Han Mingliang and Yang Xiaofan.
Xiaomin sat there, still looking very restrained, as if everything she did was wrong, even reaching for a wine glass was done tentatively.
It was only because Beibei was there that she was able to imitate her, and she was able to do a little better.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, Xiaomin, right? Beibei said you encountered some difficulties, which is why you came here to be a princess." Han Mingliang picked up two glasses of wine, handed one to Xiaomin, and kept the other for himself, then clinked them together.
After making this gesture, it usually means you're going to drink alcohol. Xiaomin knew this, so she hurriedly poured the alcohol down her throat before daring to speak.
"Yes, I need money. Everyone says this is a quick way to make money, so I came here, but..."
She nervously kept twisting the glass in her hands, and Han Mingliang was worried that she might use too much force and break the glass.
"I understand, nothing is easy these days. You have a good alcohol tolerance, but... you can't go on like this."
Since there were new people present, Han Mingliang, the big bad wolf, put on an act, appearing to be a very gentlemanly person who was very considerate of Xiaomin.
His words carried too much meaning, and Xiaomin couldn't understand them.
She really can hold her liquor, otherwise she wouldn't dare to consider this kind of job; she's afraid of being taken advantage of or taken advantage of.
But this amount of alcohol was all from her own drinking to drown her sorrows. She doesn't know how to persuade others to drink, and even when drinking with others, she just drinks silently.
As Han Mingliang spoke, he pointed to Xiaomin's outfit.
Xiaomin lowered her head helplessly.
This outfit was already the "sexiest" one in her wardrobe, and she didn't have the money to buy a new one. The club wouldn't provide it to someone like her who didn't have sales performance, let alone any other possible means of obtaining it.
So, it turned out like this.
"Oh dear, Young Master Han, look at you... So, Young Master Han, I brought her here for you to 'train' her. Please, I know you're a good person, help her out..."
Seeing Xiaomin's helplessness, Beibei spoke up for her, pleading in a soft, sweet voice, and then desperately tried to wink at Xiaomin.
Xiaomin mustered up a lot of courage before refilling her glass and raising it to Han Mingliang.
"Young Master Han, I know I didn't do well, but thank you for choosing me... This drink is for you."
Yang Xiaofan laughed heartily, drinking with Beibei as he said, "Isn't this good? They're starting to get the hang of it."
"Cough cough cough..."
Perhaps she drank the wine too quickly, or perhaps Yang Xiaofan's words caused Xiaomin to misunderstand, Xiaomin suddenly choked and coughed.
The cough, coupled with her embarrassment, turned her face bright red, so red that you could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of it with your toes. She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.
But to be fair, the atmosphere in this private room was already the most relaxed, and no one would try to persuade Xiaomin to drink or joke with her.
"Look, don't be in such a hurry." Han Mingliang reached out and patted Xiaomin's back, still taking good care of her.
As soon as they touched, Xiaomin instinctively tried to dodge, then realized what situation she was in and slowly relaxed her body.
Actually, you can tell from her clothes and appearance that she is a very proper person. In a place like this, where everyone is having so much fun, she must have been very reserved, uncomfortable, or even scared.
It must have been difficult for her.
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