Senior Sister was about to sing for the second time.
No one knew where the tidbit had leaked from, but that evening, the Giant Bar was packed.
Due to the overwhelming crowd, the owner had laid down a ruthless rule: a minimum charge of five hundred, and two thousand for a booth.
This sudden rule made Ye Tiao the subject of ridicule.
Damn, was this a mad cash grab?
But despite the mockery, people still stayed.
And... only the two presidential suites on the second floor were left.
As Ye Tiao smoked, leaning over the second-floor railing looking down, her feelings were incredibly mixed.
Back in the day, Tang Wu really drew in business, but that was because she was Tang Wu.
Now, even with a different look, how was she still so popular?
Damn, was this what they called a natural advantage?
Watching the packed venue, Ye Tiao finally had the only member of the security department, Lao Li, hire three to five temporary workers.
But why did seeing so many people put her in such a good mood?
She scanned the crowd several times and suddenly felt a tap on her shoulder.
Ye Tiao turned around and saw Tang Jingming with a grin.
Tang Jingming was dressed casually today, looking around as he stood next to her and asked, "Where did you hire this ’Senior Sister’ from?"
"What, you want to help pay her salary?" Ye Tiao stubbed out her cigarette and blew the last puff of smoke directly into Tang Jingming’s face.
Tang Jingming’s face scrunched up, "I mean, as a woman, why do you love smoking so much, you old chain-smoker!"
"What’s it to you?" Ye Tiao shook her showy heavy-metal jacket.
"Hmph!" Tang Jingming looked at her cool, friendless demeanor, glanced down at his own outfit, and suddenly felt a bit lame.
But not wanting to be outdone, Tang Jingming straightened up, "I came today to see that ’Senior Sister.’ I also saw that video. Don’t you think she imitates my sister super well?"
Ye Tiao grinned, a touch of smugness on her face, "Yeah, otherwise why would I hire her?"
Tang Jingming, not noticing anything particular about her smile, immediately asked, "So when is she starting her performance? It’s already past seven, isn’t she going to sing?"
"At 7:45," Ye Tiao checked her mechanical watch, "until eight."
"Huh?" Tang Jingming was incredulous, "You charge such high prices for drinks and even have a minimum charge, only to sing for 15 minutes?"
"Yeah," Ye Tiao retorted confidently, "if you don’t want to listen, then scram."
Just as Tang Jingming was about to argue back, a cheer erupted from below.
Looking down, a petite figure emerged.
She was dressed in straight brown dungarees, a white shirt, a large brown suit, and a large brown jazz hat that enveloped all her hair.
"Senior Sister?" Tang Jingming said, recognizing the figure immediately.
The Senior Sister below seemed to hear his voice and looked up.
Her black, shiny mask, under the spotlight, radiated an obscure and cold light.
Only her red lips were visible, flaming against her pale skin, clearly becoming the focus of all attention.
She slightly tilted her lips, her smile looking somewhat roguish.
This smile elicited quite a few screams from the girls in the audience.
"Ah ah ah ah, I feel like I’ve been flirted with!"
"Miss is so cool and so aggressive!"
"Meh, it’s all just an act; who knows if she’s really skilled?"
"I think she’s overhyped online; watch out, she might fall and crash!"
Shi Mei didn’t care; she had just connected the power when she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.
She paused for a moment, and the next second, her lips silently stretched into a smile.
He had actually come too.
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