Mu Anran paused upon hearing this.
The new project of Mu’s had definitely been thwarted by that man.
She desperately needed money now and, aside from working at the nightclub, there was no faster way to earn it at the moment.
“I promise, this is the last time!”
Mu Anran swore to her best friend.
“Anran, if you need money, just ask me!
As long as money can solve the problem, it’s not a problem at all!
And Ling Li…”
“Shh!”
“Absolutely do not tell Brother Ling Li, or he will definitely flay me alive!”
Mu Anran interrupted her friend’s speech.
Nie Xiaoxun sighed helplessly, knowing that her good friend would not readily accept charity, “Really the last time, okay?”
“Mmm hmm!”
Mu Anran nodded in agreement.
Ten o’clock at night.
The largest bar in C city—Night Club.
The reason Nie Xiaoxun disapproved of her part-time job was because it involved selling alcohol in a bar.
But she had no choice, she urgently needed money now.
Inside Night Club, there were dazzling lights and colors, a haze of smoke and miasmatic air.
Mu Anran had just picked up some bottles of alcohol and was about to leave when the corpulent Manager Huang followed, “Baby, about the thing I mentioned to you last time, have you thought it over?”
As he spoke, Manager Huang’s greasy hand reached out towards her shoulder.
Mu Anran felt a surge of revulsion and deftly dodged his groping hand.
She smiled coquettishly, “Manager Huang, stop teasing me.
If Sister Hebe learns about this, she’s definitely going to slaughter me.”
“Hebe, she’s nothing, already a flower of yesteryear.
I prefer fresh and tender ones like you…” Manager Huang’s gaze was murky, his eyes leering, as he enticed, “Just stay with me for one night, and I will transfer thirty percent of the business income to your name, how about that?”
Mu Anran suppressed the urge to vomit and stepped back nonchalantly, “Wow, thirty percent?”
Manager Huang’s eyes brightened: there was a chance.
By then, Mu Anran had already backed up to the doorway.
She stuck out her tongue, “I’m afraid I’d earn the money but wouldn’t be alive to spend it.
You better save that thirty percent of the business income for Sister Hebe.
Sister Hebe, don’t you agree?”
She turned her head and yanked the door open.
Standing at the doorway was the Hebe she mentioned was involved with Manager Huang, her hair dyed in riotous colors, her face caked in thick, low-quality foundation, now glaring at Mu Anran with a fierce and malevolent look.
Manager Huang was Hebe’s cash cow; she didn’t dare to confront him directly and could only take out all her anger on Mu Anran.
“You two take your time discussing that thirty percent of the revenue, I’m off to work!” Mu Anran said with a beaming smile, then swiftly slipped away.
However, she hadn’t gone far before Hebe, who had caught up, blocked her, “What, got dumped by your sugar daddy and back here to sell alcohol?”
Mu Anran didn’t have the time to deal with her and turned to leave.
Being ignored enraged Hebe further.
She hastened after Mu Anran and grabbed her hand, “I’m telling you, don’t try to pull any stunts in front of me.
If you know what’s good for you, you’d better scram, or I won’t be nice to you.”
Mu Anran coldly withdrew her hand, “Sister Hebe, instead of plotting against me, you should spend more effort on earning money to buy better makeup.
Otherwise, even Manager Huang might disdain you for being past your prime.”
“What did you say?” Hebe shrieked.
“I originally thought the problem with you hooking up with Manager Huang was just your brain, now it seems your ears also have issues.”
“You bitch…
You…”
Hebe was almost driven mad behind her.
Mu Anran turned and walked away: She knew that in such a chaotic place, if you showed any sign of weakness, you would just end up being devoured alive.