She now only had three days. If she could gather three hundred thousand, she could buy another month's time.
"Mu Anran, come on, you can do it!" She took a deep breath and walked towards the crowd with her trademark smile.
Mu Anran was very intelligent. In this bar, where low-cut and belly-showing outfits were the norm, she chose a tight-fitting little girl outfit that subtly revealed her slim waist. Beneath the ultra-short skirt, her legs were long and straight.
With her pretty and innocent face, she was truly a breath of fresh air in the Night Club.
Thus, since she arrived at Night Club, she quickly usurped Hebe's position as the queen of alcohol sales.
In the past, Hebe wouldn't have given Manager Huang, that fat pig, the time of day, but now she had also fallen to the point where she had to trade her body for money.
"Little girl, if you drink with me, I'll open a bottle of Louis XIII."
