Ye Tiao paused, her gaze retracting from Shi Mei.
From amid the scarce number of customers below, faint sobs could be heard.
Suppressed, sorrowful.
The hall erupted with cheers and applause!
But these claps, following the stunning and touching performance, seemed somewhat trivial.
"Boss..." Lao Li couldn’t hold back any longer, his voice slightly choked, "Where did you find this person? She’s incredible!"
Ye Tiao too was in a daze.
Where did she find this person?
Maybe he should ask, from where did this person emerge!
What a mess of a nickname!
This title, it had certainly taken advantage of people of all genders and ages.
"Senior Sister is amazing!" Xiao Yuan, who had just been sneering, shouted excitedly, "Senior Sister, one more song!"
Xiao Yuan’s suggestion was echoed by the crowd.
Shi Mei, hearing the applause and whistles from below, curled her lips into a smile.
Her red, delicate lips looked intoxicating under the spotlight.
It had been too long since she’d felt this way.
Being watched, admired, and worshiped – that was Tang Wu’s life.
Gently strumming the guitar strings, Shi Mei spoke softly, "I’m just here for an audition."
With those words, waves of excitement surged through the crowd!
With this level of talent, auditioning?
"Are you auditioning for a resident singer?" someone asked.
The previous resident singer hadn’t left yet, and upon hearing this, a sense of crisis washed over her.
With this girl’s talents and skills, why would she need to audition?
Hearing that question, Shi Mei nodded, a wry smile on her face, "Yes, after all, I ask for a high salary. The boss wants to see my abilities."
"How much are you asking? Come work for me! You can name your salary!"
"I’m a talent agent from an entertainment company; have you considered debuting?"
"Senior Sister, how old are you?"
A cacophony of voices blended together, to which Shi Mei did not respond.
She cradled the guitar and walked down, returning it to Ye Tiao.
Before Ye Tiao could say anything, she was hurriedly interrupted by Lao Li, "Senior Sister! Sing here from now on, say how much you want! If our boss doesn’t give it to you, we employees will pitch in to make up the difference!"
Xiao Yuan also approached, his face slightly red.
He shared a cigarette with Ye Tiao and Lao Li, and after a moment of hesitation, he handed one to Shi Mei.
Shi Mei cast a glance at his cigarette case, surprised.
Xiao Yuan quickly said, "Imported cigarettes, quite expensive. Hard to buy here, do you want one?"
Shi Mei chuckled and accepted it.
It was Sha Lingyan’s regular brand.
Seeing her take it, Xiao Yuan’s heartbeat inadvertently sped up a little, and he eagerly took out his lighter.
Lao Li rolled his eyes skyward at his sycophantic behavior.
Who was it that just said he looked down on this girl?
Shi Mei took the cigarette in her mouth, leaned in slightly, her movements smooth and natural, clearly very accustomed to others offering her a light.
This nonchalance couldn’t be mimicked by mere imitation.
Ye Tiao saw Shi Mei take a drag of the cigarette and instinctually squinted her eyes.
Xiao Yuan watched Shi Mei, his heart pounding.
She possessed a unique charisma – composed, elegant, yet with an air of insouciant dominance.
Such a demeanor easily prompted an association with two words: Boss.