Chapter 2324: Si Ning'an (5)
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Libel stood in front of snin'an, with ease.
Ning'an asked her how old she was this year.
She replied, "last month, she was 19."
I'm not old enough to sign for five or six years.
As long as she doesn't smoke, she won't grow old in five or six years and can become the pillar of the club.
It's just that sningan doesn't know if she has potential.
The club is a wind and moon field, which can not only sing, but also deal with the guests.
Si Ning An is not to invite a ancestor.
His eyes were slightly bent, and he came to libel and approached her.
Her skin is tight and wheaten. It seems that she is a South Asian woman, not from the mainland. Her eyes are slightly shallow, and she can see that she has mixed blood.
It's just that she speaks Cantonese very well, like a native.
"Where are you from?" Si Ningan walked behind her and whispered in her ear.
Liebel is wearing a low collar shirt today, trying to show her good figure as much as possible. It's also what the club needs. It's a knock on the door for her to come in for an interview.
Sningan's breath was almost on the side of her neck.
She didn't have the shyness or affectation of a good family girl, but she was slightly slanted, and her lips accidentally brushed the face of Sinian. "I am a Cantonese, but my family has moved to Malaysia already, and my father has a rubber garden there."
"Then how come to Hong Kong?"
"Hong Kong has a chance." "Hong Kong can eat on its own," says libel
Ning'an smiled a little.
He got closer, his voice low and inaudible. "Do you have the ability to eat?"
Libel suddenly reached out his hand, fingers soft as bone, gently rubbed on the lips of Sinian, "I have. Boss, I'm better than them, aren't I? "
Si Ning'an thinks a little.
Libel's fingers, however, slipped gently to his jaw, and then turned slightly.
Her action is extremely ambiguous.
There have been countless women in Si Ning'an, but she still makes her heart melt.
With a little restraint, libel's lips came up.
She gave him a light kiss.
"Enjoy your meal, boss." Her voice was different from that of the just now. She was hoarse and imaginative.
Si Ning'an is sure now. She is very skillful.
He smiled and took a few steps back. "I don't need to reward you for eating. God has already rewarded you for your job. You can stay, libel. "
Libel is very happy.
Ning'an told her about the contract again.
Libel agrees to sign for six years at a time. In terms of salary, xinlemen club is the richest in Hong Kong. After hearing this, libel is also slightly more satisfied.
In addition, the club will rent her a high-end apartment nearby and hire her two servants.
Her duty is to sing.
She can go with the guests, but she doesn't need a drink. She needs to protect her voice.
If the guest is on the way and is willing to send her mansion, she can accompany the guest out, which is her own will, the club will not force.
Of course, if she doesn't agree, the club will break the leg of the guest for her.
Libel seems to be more interested in these additional rights and interests, and asked a lot.
"The world is different now. The club is doing serious business. The pillars are the facade and the club's long-term plan. "
Libel understood.
The club will protect her as long as her voice can provide enjoyment for the guests.
As for the rest, the club will do it, but it's not something she needs to worry about.
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Libel stood in front of snin'an, with ease.
Ning'an asked her how old she was this year.
She replied, "last month, she was 19."
I'm not old enough to sign for five or six years.
As long as she doesn't smoke, she won't grow old in five or six years and can become the pillar of the club.
It's just that sningan doesn't know if she has potential.
The club is a wind and moon field, which can not only sing, but also deal with the guests.
Si Ning An is not to invite a ancestor.
His eyes were slightly bent, and he came to libel and approached her.
Her skin is tight and wheaten. It seems that she is a South Asian woman, not from the mainland. Her eyes are slightly shallow, and she can see that she has mixed blood.
It's just that she speaks Cantonese very well, like a native.
"Where are you from?" Si Ningan walked behind her and whispered in her ear.
Liebel is wearing a low collar shirt today, trying to show her good figure as much as possible. It's also what the club needs. It's a knock on the door for her to come in for an interview.
Sningan's breath was almost on the side of her neck.
She didn't have the shyness or affectation of a good family girl, but she was slightly slanted, and her lips accidentally brushed the face of Sinian. "I am a Cantonese, but my family has moved to Malaysia already, and my father has a rubber garden there."
"Then how come to Hong Kong?"
"Hong Kong has a chance." "Hong Kong can eat on its own," says libel
Ning'an smiled a little.
He got closer, his voice low and inaudible. "Do you have the ability to eat?"
Libel suddenly reached out his hand, fingers soft as bone, gently rubbed on the lips of Sinian, "I have. Boss, I'm better than them, aren't I? "
Si Ning'an thinks a little.
Libel's fingers, however, slipped gently to his jaw, and then turned slightly.
Her action is extremely ambiguous.
There have been countless women in Si Ning'an, but she still makes her heart melt.
With a little restraint, libel's lips came up.
She gave him a light kiss.
"Enjoy your meal, boss." Her voice was different from that of the just now. She was hoarse and imaginative.
Si Ning'an is sure now. She is very skillful.
He smiled and took a few steps back. "I don't need to reward you for eating. God has already rewarded you for your job. You can stay, libel. "
Libel is very happy.
Ning'an told her about the contract again.
Libel agrees to sign for six years at a time. In terms of salary, xinlemen club is the richest in Hong Kong. After hearing this, libel is also slightly more satisfied.
In addition, the club will rent her a high-end apartment nearby and hire her two servants.
Her duty is to sing.
She can go with the guests, but she doesn't need a drink. She needs to protect her voice.
If the guest is on the way and is willing to send her mansion, she can accompany the guest out, which is her own will, the club will not force.
Of course, if she doesn't agree, the club will break the leg of the guest for her.
Libel seems to be more interested in these additional rights and interests, and asked a lot.
"The world is different now. The club is doing serious business. The pillars are the facade and the club's long-term plan. "
Libel understood.
The club will protect her as long as her voice can provide enjoyment for the guests.
As for the rest, the club will do it, but it's not something she needs to worry about.
.
Libel stood in front of snin'an, with ease. Ning'an asked her how old she was this year. She replied, "last month, she was 19." I'm not old enough to sign for five or six years. As long as she doesn't smoke, she won't grow old in five or six years and can become the pillar of the club. It's just that sningan doesn't know if she has potential. The club is a wind and moon field, which can not only sing, but also deal with the guests. Si Ning An is not to invite a ancestor. His eyes were slightly bent, and he came to libel and approached her. Her skin is tight and wheaten. It seems that she is a South Asian woman, not from the mainland. Her eyes are slightly shallow, and she can see that she has mixed blood. It's just that she speaks Cantonese very well, like a native. "Where are you from?" Si Ningan walked behind her and whispered in her ear. Liebel is wearing a low collar shirt today, trying to show her good figure as much as possible. It's also what the club needs. It's a knock on the door for her to come in for an interview. Sningan's breath was almost on the side of her neck. She didn't have the shyness or affectation of a good family girl, but she was slightly slanted, and her lips accidentally brushed the face of Sinian. "I am a Cantonese, but my family has moved to Malaysia already, and my father has a rubber garden there." "Then how come to Hong Kong?" "Hong Kong has a chance." "Hong Kong can eat on its own," says libel Ning'an smiled a little. He got closer, his voice low and inaudible. "Do you have the ability to eat?" Libel suddenly reached out his hand, fingers soft as bone, gently rubbed on the lips of Sinian, "I have. Boss, I'm better than them, aren't I? " Si Ning'an thinks a little. Libel's fingers, however, slipped gently to his jaw, and then turned slightly. Her action is extremely ambiguous. There have been countless women in Si Ning'an, but she still makes her heart melt. With a little restraint, libel's lips came up. She gave him a light kiss. "Enjoy your meal, boss." Her voice was different from that of the just now. She was hoarse and imaginative. Si Ning'an is sure now. She is very skillful. He smiled and took a few steps back. "I don't need to reward you for eating. God has already rewarded you for your job. You can stay, libel. " Libel is very happy. Ning'an told her about the contract again. Libel agrees to sign for six years at a time. In terms of salary, xinlemen club is the richest in Hong Kong. After hearing this, libel is also slightly more satisfied. In addition, the club will rent her a high-end apartment nearby and hire her two servants. Her duty is to sing. She can go with the guests, but she doesn't need a drink. She needs to protect her voice. If the guest is on the way and is willing to send her mansion, she can accompany the guest out, which is her own will, the club will not force. Of course, if she doesn't agree, the club will break the leg of the guest for her. Libel seems to be more interested in these additional rights and interests, and asked a lot. "The world is different now. The club is doing serious business. The pillars are the facade and the club's long-term plan. " Libel understood. The club will protect her as long as her voice can provide enjoyment for the guests. As for the rest, the club will do it, but it's not something she needs to worry about. .
