Chapter 4: Miss Flowing Cloud
As a new employee, if you wait for your seniors to guide you in everything, the leadership will perceive you as lacking ambition. Therefore, take advantage of your spare time to familiarize yourself with the business...
He slowly got up, put on the light blue coarse cloth long shirt left by Yang Xiaosi, which suited him well. He pushed the door open and stepped into the courtyard. As soon as he entered, he heard sighs coming from the room on the left and cries from the room on the right. It seemed that these young masters and misses had not yet adjusted their mindset; having been accustomed to a life in paradise, they were unable to adapt to hell! In fact, if one could think like him, it wouldn't be a big deal. Standing in paradise looking at hell, life is like a scene in a play. Standing in hell looking at paradise, for whom do we toil and for whom do we busy ourselves? Just enjoy it! In fact, if one could think like him, it wouldn't be a big deal. Standing in paradise looking at hell, life is like a scene in a play. Standing in hell looking at paradise, for whom do we toil and for whom do we busy ourselves? Just enjoy it!
The woman's voice is soft and melodious, light and delicate, as if drifting from the horizon, making one unable to resist the urge to reach out and grasp it, forever keeping it in their heart. Even those in the entertainment industry, accustomed to so-called sweet songs, are entranced by Liu Liwa's dolphin-like voice. ... Just the sight of her flowing hair, silhouette, and voice can captivate one; if only one could see her face ...! ... Liu Liwa couldn't help but touch her nose, her composure severely tested under the torment of Furong and Fengjie!
He leisurely lay on the bed, crossing his legs, gazing at the cobweb-covered ceiling, feeling quite content. At least this house does not have a high rent. In fact, one should live like this, adapting to circumstances and being down-to-earth. It is often said that there is a lot of pressure, but the pressure is self-imposed. Some people strive hard to provide a good life for their parents, claiming they are under great pressure. But do you really know that your parents have lived for decades, raising their children? Do you think their lives are not good? Some people work hard for loans, saying they are under pressure. Then why do you still want to buy a house and a car? No matter how many houses there are, you only need three feet to sleep. Walking a hundred steps after a meal can help you live to ninety-nine. They say it is for marrying a wife and buying a house and a car. There are countless women in the world; why must you seek one who demands a house and a car?
In what seemed to validate his thoughts, Miss Liuyun slowly stood up. Her figure was exquisite beneath her white dress, with a slender waist and graceful legs, tall and elegant. She offered a slight bow to the crowd, while two maidservants assisted her in standing. One of them spoke on her behalf: "Miss Liuyun thanks all the esteemed guests for their generous tips, but my lady has a rule: she only sings one song on the first floor each night. If you are interested, please come again tomorrow evening"
The women moving through the crowd, dressed in light gauzy skirts, are vibrant and colorful, resembling butterflies flitting among flowers, graceful and elegant, fully displaying their charm. They come in all shapes and sizes, exuding endless allure. The melodious songs of the orioles and swallows are enchanting and captivating.
He is inherently an outgoing person. Between the ages of 15 and 18, his parents passed away one after the other. In his third year of university, his grandmother, who raised him, also died. As a result, he dropped out of university. Furthermore, without any connections or background, he found it difficult to secure a job and ultimately had no choice but to enter the entertainment industry. He did not seek fame or fortune; he merely hoped to catch the eye of an oblivious, older, menopausal female director for some unspoken rules, just to make a living. Heaven does not let a blind sparrow starve, and a blind cat can always stumble upon a dead mouse. After a long wait, when a talent agency finally recruited, he demonstrated immense perseverance and a thirst for knowledge to complete the rigorous training for agents. However, the outcome was serving Feng Jie and Fu Rong, which was even worse than being with that menopausal female director.
One can only see the intoxication within the Heart Tower of www.hetushu.com, where joyous songs and laughter resonate both upstairs and downstairs, with seductive voices rising and falling. Colorful ribbons flutter, fragrant scents waft through the air, and the sounds of bamboo flutes intertwine as people weave in and out. It is an incredibly lively scene, with an atmosphere filled with the allure of indulgence, truly a splendid place that makes men wish to obtain a green card and settle down here
This young lady, with her two elegantly arched eyebrows resembling a painting, possesses a pair of phoenix eyes that naturally exude charm and allure. Her delicate nose is prominent, and her slightly full red lips are imbued with sensuality and temptation. She embodies an innate allure akin to a blooming rose, vibrant and dripping with beauty. Yet, her expression is cold, almost frosty, exuding a regal and haughty demeanor, reminiscent of a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, noble and ethereal. This noble quality is not something that can be feigned to attract customers; rather, it is a natural disposition, a result of her inherent nature. It is likely that she is the daughter of a once-prominent family now fallen into disgrace, alas, how pitiful! A fresh flower has fallen into a crematorium!
Nevertheless, he has always maintained an optimistic attitude towards life. Arriving here is even better; although he has been demoted to servitude, he is not truly Liu Liwa, and thus does not experience any psychological disparity. On the contrary, serving the courtesans is better than being with Furong and Fengjie. They wish to enter the brothel, but they must have clients who are interested in them! If such clients truly exist, their psychological resilience must be exceptionally strong, having at least endured three apocalyptic events, witnessing the extinction of women worldwide! Serving the courtesans is indeed better than being with Furong and Fengjie. They wish to enter the brothel, but they must have clients who are interested in them! If such clients truly exist, their psychological resilience must be exceptionally strong, having at least endured three apocalyptic events, witnessing the extinction of women worldwide! Otherwise, they would be severely depressed individuals, viewing them as tools for suicide!
He had no time to pay attention to these young masters and young ladies, and secretly made his way to the front, peeking out to experience the millennia-old brothel culture of Huaxia in advance
Liu Liwa felt increasingly at ease as he thought, and eventually dozed off in a daze. When he awoke again, the sky had already darkened, and the bustling and noisy Zui Xin Lou had come to life.
In the center of the hall lies an open space, resembling a stage. A woman sits on a high stool, leaving only a graceful and enchanting silhouette, her long hair cascading down to her waist, each strand light and ethereal, moving as if stirred by an unseen breeze, reminiscent of willows swaying in the wind. Dressed in a flowing white gown, she gently raises her delicate hands, plucking the strings of the guzheng before her, singing and playing in harmony. Her soft voice is like the sound of chimes, tender and melodious, captivating the hearts of all who listen. As the piece concludes, the hall remains tranquil, with only the lingering notes echoing in the air.
It is indeed a hardship for Liu Gong and Tushuzi, who have already been demoted to the status of slaves, and moreover, are serving as slaves in a brothel. Yet they still have the leisure to contemplate internal employee pricing, which can be considered utterly heartless.
As the song concluded, the hall erupted with enthusiastic applause and cheers. Several voices from the patrons followed in succession: "Manager Wang rewards Miss Liu Yun with fifty taels of silver... Mr. Zhao rewards Miss Liu Yun with a jade ring... Young Master Zhang rewards one thousand taels, requesting Miss Liu Yun to sing another song..."
After the words were spoken, a chorus of regretful sighs filled the hall, yet no one spoke up to persuade otherwise, nor did anyone create a scene. It seems that the Zui Xin Building truly deserves its reputation as the foremost establishment in Dongning, with strict regulations and an official background, ensuring at the very least a secure environment for its employees
Liu Liwa was deep in thought when he saw the young lady, Liu Yun, slowly turning around with the assistance of her maid. Her flowing hair danced lightly, and her true beauty appeared before his eyes, instantly leaving him, who prided himself on his background in the entertainment industry and his extensive experience, utterly stunned
The bosses sitting in the hall were generous, competing to give tips, all to leave a good impression on the young lady, hoping it would make future dealings easier. Moreover, their willingness to spend so lavishly indicated that this young lady was not easily won over. With such a heavenly voice, she must be the legendary performer who sells her art but not her body