Chapter 451 The Blood Pack That Was Tricked (Part 4)
Ji Changbin: How can she not do it? I've never seen anyone as useless as her. She can't drink, but can't she at least charm men? At worst, let them take advantage of her. With her face, she can earn a lot of tips.
"No, Yan Yan, listen to me, you absolutely cannot leave. You just arrived and haven't adjusted yet."
Okay, I'll borrow some money from my roommate tomorrow and transfer some to you. You should learn makeup from someone, buy a couple of pretty outfits, and also learn how to talk to customers. You'll definitely be making a lot of money soon!
"Really, Brother Changbin? You have that much confidence in me?"
"Then I will definitely study hard and try to earn lots of money so that Changbin can focus on his studies."
"real."
Ji Changbin even considered sending her some tutorials on how to seduce men, and after patiently coaxing her for several times, the two finally hung up the phone.
Ning Yan cursed "idiot" and continued eating.
He even wants to manipulate me into selling myself to earn money for him to spend, haha!
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H University male dormitory.
Ji Changbin stood on the balcony, staring at the phone that had been hung up, his face dark with disbelief.
After a while, he pushed open the glass door between the balcony and the dormitory and walked back to the dormitory. "Ji Changbin, are you really going to pursue Miss Gong?"
My roommate thought that Ji Changbin had just called Miss Gong.
Ji Changbin regained his composure. "I fell in love with her at first sight. I would be very unwilling to give up if I didn't try."
"Then all we can do is wish you the best."
It wasn't that they looked down on Ji Changbin, but rather that they felt the two men came from vastly different family backgrounds.
To put it bluntly, a cup of milk tea for the young lady costs as much as Ji Changbin's daily food expenses. A single meal for her can wipe out two months of his living expenses. How can a relationship like this be possible?
Just thinking about it makes me feel sorry for Ji Changbin's wallet.
If it were them, they would never have been so delusional as Ji Changbin.
Ji Changbin chatted with his roommate for a couple of minutes before going to bed.
Now, Ning Yan is his cash cow. He's heard that some women at the club can earn hundreds of thousands or even millions a month. With Ning Yan's looks, she could easily earn three to five hundred thousand a month if she wanted to.
As long as she comes to terms with it!
Therefore, initial investment is still necessary.
With that in mind, Ji Changbin transferred 5,000 yuan the next day.
Ning Yan looked at the five thousand yuan with a mocking smile in her eyes, and then clicked to accept it. After all, this was all money that the original owner had worked hard to earn.
Even though they had money in their hands, they still tried to squeeze money out of the original owner, showing no regard for the original owner's life or death.
She needs to get him into the trash can as soon as possible.
I casually sent a message back: Thanks, Brother Changbin. I'm going out to buy cosmetics and a dress later. I've already consulted with the club's manager. Anyway, I'm not good at dressing up, so I'll just buy whatever they buy. I'm sure I won't go wrong.
Ji Changbin didn't reply, since he was in class at the moment.
Ning Yan ate dinner at 5 p.m. and went to the club when it was almost time.
In this world, the original owner had no education. People without education can only do the hardest jobs and earn the least money. The work at the club was easy and the money came quickly, but she wouldn't stay there for long.
Upon arriving at the club, she immediately sought out the owner.
The boss comes to the club every day at eight o'clock to inspect the premises, and the matter of raising the base salary must be implemented first.
She knocked on the door, and someone inside called for her to come in. Ning Yan pushed the door open and entered.
"Boss, has the manager told you about my situation?"
The boss isn't bald or has a beer belly, and he's not a creepy guy. He's a wealthy middle-aged man, not even forty yet, who works out regularly and has a great physique. Most importantly, he's kind.
None of the girls working at his Moonlight Club were forced; on the contrary, he provided them with a lot of help, including the original owner of this body.
The boss beckoned to Ning Yan, gesturing for her to sit down and talk.
Ning Yan obediently sat down.
"Is your boyfriend asking you for money again?"
The owner calmly brewed a pot of Kung Fu tea, placing one cup in front of Ning Yan and drinking the other himself.
He's lived a long time and has seen all sorts of people.
Previously, his club had prostitutes who supported men. The key point is that after giving money to the men, the men would beat and kick the women, and the women would not break up with them but continue to earn money to support the men.
To be honest, he wanted to punch someone when he saw it—not a man, but the girl, to wake her up and shake the water out of her head.
But there's a saying—put aside the urge to help others and respect their fate.
He told them twice, but they wouldn't listen, so he gave up.
Fortunately, the girl in front of him wasn't too naive; she had her own bottom line and only accompanied him for drinks, not for sex. He was willing to say a few more words to her.
"I wanted it, but I didn't give it to him."
The boss paused in his tea-drinking motion, genuinely surprised. "Have you finally finally figured it out?"
Ning Yan laughed, "What are you talking about! How can I give you money if I don't have any?"
Boss: What about the tip Mr. Zheng gave you last night?
"Okay, okay, whatever you say."
Young people should make money while they are young.
How about this, from now on we won't have a base salary. As long as someone requests your services, the club and you will split the income 50/50.
The commission on alcohol sales remains the same, what do you think?
Ning Yan: "Thank you for your generosity, boss."
"Work hard, earn enough money and leave here as soon as possible. Take my advice, what kind of good person comes here all the time?"
People might come once or twice out of curiosity, but those who come regularly are definitely not good people.
"Thank you, boss. I'll be going now."
“Go ahead, I’ll tell Xiao Cheng to recommend you if there are any suitable guests.”
Xiao Cheng is the manager.
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Nine o'clock.
The number of guests is increasing.
Finally, someone requested Ning Yan.
In the large private room, there were four guests, who had ordered eight hostesses to accompany them. One of them was Zuo Xuan. The drinks they ordered cost more than 30,000 yuan. These men were all regular customers. One of them was said to be a high-ranking executive of an entertainment company. His eyes lit up when he saw Ning Yan come in.
"Come here and sit here."
Ning Yan walked over and sat down to the man's right, about a foot apart. "How old are you? What's your name?"
Ning Yan: People who don't know better might think you're checking household registrations.
She poured two glasses of wine, handing one to the man and keeping the other for herself.
"What is your surname, sir?"
"My surname is Ji."
"Mr. Ji, I'm number 9. It's fate that we've met. Shall we bump into each other?"
Mr. Ji downed his drink in one gulp and then revealed his purpose: "Number 9, right? I'm the artist director of Yuren Entertainment. Do you want to enter the entertainment industry? If you do, I'll bring you in. With your face, I guarantee I can make you a big star."
The music playing in the private room was a song by a popular pop diva. He pointed at the screen and said, "If you sing well, I can make you even more famous than her. She's an artist in our company!"
Sitting to her right, Zuo Xuan whispered in her ear, "Don't believe it, you'll be a fool if you do."
Ning Yan: ……
Ning Yan quickly poured another glass of wine for President Ji. "You come to the club to drink, so shut up."
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