His Private Sweetheart

The deeper the night is, the more lively the bar is. All the people who come here for consumption are the rich people in the city, because this is not an ordinary low-grade bar!

Jing Yao's mood was also affected when she was choked by the woman whose stage name was Xiaoxin. There was a lot of competition in this business. People who made money in the bar would come here to grab their jobs.

Jingyao had robbed another girl before, so it was a vicious competition.

"Ignore her. I don't think she can dance better than you." The little assistant comforted.

"It's OK. It's all up to you to work here." Jing Yao is calm. Of course, she can't lose such a job. If she doesn't have this job, where will the family expenses, father's usual expenses and mother's medical expenses come from?

So Jing Yao doesn't want to lose her job at all, even if it's a cheap job.

"Xiaomei, is the dress I refused to wear last time still there?" Jingyao asked suddenly.

The assistant immediately opened his eyes, "are you sure you want to wear that dress? That's very exposed, and it will go out at any time. Besides, the clothes are too sexy, so bloody! "

"I can't help it. I can't lose my job. If this Xiaoxin replaces me, I will be driven away at any time." Jingyao sighs. She can't choose her own life because of the pressure of life. If she doesn't make money when she is young, how can she have such a profitable career when she is old?

It's not that she doesn't do her job and doesn't focus on her serious work, but now, her name has appeared in the newspaper several times. Those companies with higher salary have contacts with her father's company before. Those powerful people look down on others, but she doesn't want to look down on them!

It's better to rely on their own efforts, and this job is only carried out at night, and can take care of their mother at any time during the day.

After thinking about it, Jing Yao felt that she had to keep her job.

When she went out dancing, wouldn't he watch it under the stage? If he had sharp eyes, would he recognize her?

At the bottom of her heart, Jing Yao didn't know how to choose.

If she doesn't dance on stage, she will lose her job. If she dances on stage, it means that she is more hated by this man.

It is a difficult choice for her to choose one of the two.

At this time, Xiaoxin on the stage has already called the curtain, and she turned around and received a lot of tips. When she stepped in like a proud peacock, she grabbed at least 20000 tips on her hand. She looked at Xiang Jingyao and snorted, "see? That's my charm. You can't match it. "

Jing Yao looked at her calmly, "what's the big deal."

When the little assistant took this set of golden sexy dance clothes, it really exceeded some of her bottom line. After she put it on, her perfect figure was able to hold this dress, but for men, this golden dance clothes was really the seduction of chiguoguo!

At this time, Xiaoxin also changed her clothes. It's a pure black pearl Sequin dress. It's also very sexy, but it's less visually attractive than Jingyao's.

"Well! What else can you do besides working on your dance clothes? Even if I'm not as well dressed as you, I'll definitely attract more guests than you, you know? Because you stay here for a long time, the guests are tired of your face, man! They all like freshness, don't they? " Xiaoxin complacent said.

At this time, the program came down. Xiaoxin danced first, followed by Jingyao. She knew that the bar was arranged on purpose, in order to see their status in the eyes of the guests. If Xiaoxin could get more customers, she would lose.

"Xiaomei, you say, what can I do to attract guests later?" Jingyao is in a bit of trouble.

"Sister Jing, I know. Is it OK if you don't wear a mask this time? You know what the guests like to see most is your face. Your face is much more beautiful than this little Xin! "

Jingyao's heart was shocked immediately, without mask? Does that mean she's going to expose herself to these guests?

"Sister Jing, you don't need to wear a mask, but you may not be able to cover your original face! Now it's popular to put some makeup on your face! I think you can try it! "

"Who can draw?"

"Makeup artist number three can draw."

"Call her over."

After a while, No. 3 makeup artist came. She was very happy to paint a special makeup for Jingyao, that is, two peacock feathers were used as decorations, pasted on Jingyao's eyes and face, making her narrow eyes more attractive, like a goblin.

After putting on her make-up, Jingyao looks at herself in the mirror. It's quite different from her original appearance. Even people who know her may not be able to recognize her from such exaggerated make-up.

After everything is ready, Jingyao is waiting to dance with Xiaoxin. She can't lose anyway.When Xiaoxin was dancing, Jingyao stood backstage and looked at her. Sure enough, Xiaoxin's dancing posture was quite special. In addition, she was bold and unrestrained, and her eyes were very attractive to interact with the guests, which made many male guests whistle. Some even took the opportunity to stand by the stage and touch her hand. Xiaoxin was also an old hand and knew how to mobilize the atmosphere. After a while, the audience became lively.

Xiao Xin's eyes looked around. Suddenly, she saw the tall and charming figure on the dark sofa. Although his face was not very clear, with her ability to see people, she could see the man's extraordinary place at a glance. Moreover, it was definitely a face that could make women scream.

It was as if he had set out a territory, and everyone was excluded from his aura.

Xiaoxin is so excited that she throws several glances at this man, only to find that he doesn't look at him in the stands at all, which makes her very depressed. She doesn't believe that she can attract any man present, and won't get a positive eye from him?

So she danced harder.

Standing in the direction of backstage, Jingyao is watching Xiaoxin dance. At the same time, her eyes subconsciously sweep to the stage. She wants to see what guests are coming, but she is scared. Her heart is choked, and she can't believe looking at the man on the sofa in the corner, my God! It's Leng Shuo!

Jingyao hid behind the curtain. Her heart beat wildly, and her breath was short.

Why is he here? How can he always be here these days?