I couldn't help admiring him. No wonder the boss recommended him. His voice was really pleasant, like the sound of nature!
The other one was very likable: "I can dance, sister. Can I dance a pole dance for you?"
"Can you dance pole dancing?"
Qin Yu was shocked. She had seen men Dance Pole Dance. In the past, she entertained some rich women and took them to the club to enjoy. The male publicists in the club could do anything.
Pole dancing is no problem.
Qin Yu remembered that scene all his life. It was like opening the door to another world.
Several good-looking men tried their best to flirt with each other in front of the greasy rich woman, who almost looked at them with disdain.
That kind of look is the same as that of a woman who looks at wine and vegetables in a social occasion.
Scorn, disregard.
She went to tell Qin's mother. Qin's mother just told her to look down on it. Just get used to it.
Qin Yu suddenly felt very happy, so her habit of ordering men on every occasion fell away.
But she remembered that those people danced very greasy and disgusting.
Ridiculous.
In front of the clean and pleasant little boy, he smiled and had two small tiger teeth.
He's going to pole dance?
Qin Yu could not help but imagine, "OK, you jump!"
It doesn't matter if you can't dance well, as long as you don't dance too greasy.
Seeing this, several other people were very impressed. They knelt down beside Qin Yu and Ning Zhi, poured wine on their knees, and sat with fruit plates for them. Their hospitality was outrageous.
The music outside is still deafening, but here it becomes background music.
Ning knew that he was blindfolded and tried to distinguish several people in front of him, but it was almost useless.
A clear and pleasant voice sounded slowly. The song was very tacky, but in the noisy music outside, it was like a wisp of breeze that stood out from the crowd, and people wanted to hold it.