Vertigo Bar seems to have regained its former peaceful but not too deserted atmosphere in recent days.
Although Tang Lu felt a lot more relaxed, people were like this. When they were busy, they couldn't wait to rest. When they were free, they couldn't help but feel bored. It seemed that they could never find a comfortable state.
However, she had another reason for being dissatisfied.
Although the place was packed with guests and friends on those nights, there were not many more people willing to tip than usual. They all stared at the singing girl on the stage, only willing to order a glass of lemonade, listened quietly, and left silently.
"How can anyone come to a bar just to listen to music?" Tang Lu cursed in her heart.
"You bunch of stingy poor people have no money and still want to imitate other people's pursuit of celebrities and pick up girls. People will feel disgusted just by looking at you!"
She held a tray in her hand and served wine and drinks to the guests sitting in the corner. Most people who come here just order a mojito or a gin and tonic, sit there all night, pretending to chat with the female companion next to them, and when they finally look at the bill, it's only three digits.
Tang Lu sneered at this behavior: "You are poor and you love to pretend!"
Suddenly, she felt someone lightly scratch the back of her thigh. Looking back, she saw a man in his thirties.
He leaned heavily on the sofa, looking lazy and slightly arrogant. His hair was a bit long, covering half of his face, and the light was dim, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
Tang Lu turned around crookedly, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and gently pinched her waist with the other hand. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Sir, your hands are not neat."
The man did not answer immediately, but picked up the glass of wine that Tang Lu had just sent and took a sip. Although he was sitting in a low position, his irresistible eyes had carefully looked at her from beginning to end, like a picky businessman inspecting the goods to be purchased.
"Your body... is beautiful."
The man's voice was hoarse. Tang Lu's heart trembled when she heard it, and a dangerous and slightly irritating emotion surged into her heart.
Judging from this person's clothing, he at least has a certain financial foundation, and his appearance is not unpleasant. If not, Tang Lu would have walked away long ago, and maybe even scolded him.
"What do you mean?" She approached him curiously, like a newborn calf that had never seen a tiger.
"I'm praising you!" The man chuckled softly, but his frivolous look did not displease Tang Lu.
"Only the body is good-looking? Isn't the face good-looking?" Tang Lu suddenly started to compete with him.
"Don't be so greedy, little girl. It's all rubbish thrown by Nuwa, how can it be perfect in everything? If you have a beautiful part, you should thank your parents!"
Tang Lu suddenly felt a little disappointed. This man seemed to have a good temperament, but what he said was really unpleasant. She rolled her eyes silently in her mind and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." But at this moment, the man stopped her and handed her a small card.
Tang Lu reached out and took it, looking at the bright light. It was a business card for a personal studio.
Zhuoyu Media.
"Zhu Tao?" Tang Lu gently read out the name on the business card.
The man named Zhu Tao shrugged in response.
"Can I... buy your body?" He said deliberately vaguely: "One hour, two hours at most, and I'll give you two thousand yuan."
When Tang Lu heard the price, she had already surrendered. She worked part-time in a bar at night and could not finish work until one or two in the morning. The best time she had the best luck was when she met a generous second-generation rich man who gave her a tip, which was only a small amount of money. 500 yuan.
"One...an hour?"
"Maybe it won't take that long."
After hearing this, Tang Lu couldn't help but laugh: "What you intellectuals say is really interesting."
She came back again and sat down close to Zhu Tao.
"This is the first time I've heard a man say he won't last that long."
"Well, I'll try to be quick."
"What are you talking about? Don't worry, even if it's over time, I won't ask you for more money." Tang Lu laughed so hard that her branches trembled.
"So, you agreed." He really knew the key points.
Being told so bluntly, she actually felt a little shy: "Well...don't you have any weird hobbies?"
"Do I look like a pervert?"
"Perverts who don't look like perverts are the scariest!"
"We are all adults... Oh, by the way, you are an adult, right... It follows the voluntary principle. If you don't want to, I won't force you. I'll just find someone else."
There shouldn't be any pervert who asks for advice in advance like this.
"Well... I need to make sure first, you're the only one, right?"
"If you don't want others to be present, then I can do it alone."
"I...I won't be hurt, right?"
"It will feel a little uncomfortable, but it will never be hurt." Zhu Tao assured her.
Tang Lu bit her lip and thought for only half a minute before saying, "Then... when will it start?"
"As soon as possible, I'm very busy recently."
This man smelled of cologne, and Tang Lu couldn't help but lean towards him again.
"At this time tomorrow, come to the studio location on the business card. I'll wait for you there, okay?"
"Okay." Tang Lu responded immediately, as if these two words did not come from her mouth.
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"I heard from Qiqi that you resigned from your original company because you didn't like your job as a programmer?"
"Yes."
"But Qiqi hopes that you will continue to do your original job. After all, the wages in this industry are high, and you are still paying off the loan for the house you live in, right?"
"Yes."
"How willful."
"sorry."
"What can you say to me that you're sorry for? I don't want to live with you."
"But now you have thrown the problem to me. You have to consider the needs of real life while taking care of your spiritual pursuits."
"sorry."
"But speaking of which, you are really lucky. A piece of pie fell from the sky, and it just happens that this piece of pie suits your taste!"
"As you all know, I have an ex-wife and he has a son with her. There is nothing to avoid about this kind of thing, so I became his stepmother legally and legally."
"This kid seems to have found his purpose in life recently, and I'm really happy about this. I have always been worried that this kid will become a bad guy who is ignorant and idle in the future. But it turns out that he is just a bad guy. It’s just that you haven’t enlightened yourself. When the time comes, you will know everything and everything will go smoothly.”
"As long as he has a goal, his path will not be too crooked, and his father and I can rest assured."
"Hey, look at me, I don't know where I wandered off while I was talking. But you can't blame me. In the first few months, I was not allowed to go out and run around. I stayed alone in a place with only strangers. , I was really about to get sick. Fortunately, I was allowed to go out to attend the class reunion last time. I reconnected with my former classmates and made some new friends, which kept me from being so bored."
"Oh, look, I've gone off topic again! Since I got pregnant, I've become a nagging person. Please bear with me."
"Let's get back to the topic, I found a good job for you that gets the best of both worlds!"
"Didn't I just say that my machine has found his goal in life? This goal is to make movies! Maybe our family will produce a big star or director in the future, haha."
"Since you want to make a movie, you must have a story, right? The camera, scenery, props, and lighting are all ready-made in the company. If a child is just starting out, I don't think it is necessary to have top-notch equipment right from the start, so , it was quickly assembled for him. Only the position of screenwriter is specially reserved for you."
"Having dreams and ideals is undoubtedly a good thing. Some people are born strong and their dreams can be a living meal. Some people may be less lucky and need to lend a hand to others. In fact, there is no difference between the two. There is no distinction between superior and inferior, because they all achieved their goals and realized their ideals."
"Go, my screenwriter Yao, please build a bridge for my son, so that he can climb high, without looking at his feet, just climb up, so that everyone can look up to him."
