C26

"Xiao Xin, I remember back then, you said that you entered the Night Fragrance for two years, yet you are still the lowest level of artiste?"

I have no way to deal with Zhuang Feiyun, but I believe in one thing from the very beginning — there is always a road ahead of us, and naturally, there is always a straight road ahead.

"That's right. I've been staying at the Night Fragrance for two years, but I'm still just a lowest level of artiste. Do you think I'm ashamed and can't say anything about it?"

Xiao Xin glanced at the direction Zhuang Feiyun left in, and asked me with a smile.

I nodded. "That's what I meant, but not anymore."

Xiao Xin laughed, "This is no big deal. Maybe the people Manager Su brought you to see before are all artists, but in our circle, not everyone can be considered an artist, and the majority of us are still stuck at the stage where we need to use our bodies. People like them can only be called PR. "

I thought for a moment before understanding. "So that's how it is. I had thought that I would be able to use the term 'artiste' once I entered the clubhouse."

Xiao Xin shook his head and said: "In this business, there are many people who still hope to work hard with their bodies, but for us, we are long past that stage. "Only artists like me, who are at the lowest level in the industry, can be considered to have truly stepped into this line of work."

"What about the normal PR people?"

"They can only hope when it's time to move on, to be seen by some rich woman, and then to be able to rise to prominence. But the reality was that the more they thought about it, the more remote the opportunity became. Just like what I have told you before, if I met the second Zi Lu before, and he asked me for a lighter, and if I went out to find a lighter for him and didn't directly tell him that there wasn't any, I might not be able to compare to him now, but I won't be too bad. "

Xiao Xin said as he put away the glass of lemonade in his hand and rubbed his hands together, "We also have a lot of normal public relations, but speaking of status, it should be considered the lowest class in the whole of Night Fragrance. This is also the reason why Manager Su didn't bring you around."

"Furthermore, there are too many people. If you were to meet them one by one, you would definitely not be able to regain your senses."

Just as Xiao Xin finished speaking, a waitress came to his side and said: "Brother Xiao Xin, Sister Wang is looking for you."

"Alright, I understand. I'll be there immediately."

Xiao Xin straightened his clothes and said to me: "Brother Zi Lu, you should be very happy, because at night, you are the only one who did not go through the public relations stage and directly became an artist. We do not dare to think about Manager Su's thoughts, but we know that it will definitely be beneficial for you."

After saying hello to me, I led the waitress to the corner of the second floor. It was then that I realized that perhaps I had misunderstood that only artists were allowed to bring people up to the second floor. The rooms on the second floor were all prepared for them.

It was now 10: 30, and the night incense had become real "night incense". All sorts of strong or light perfume smell filled the first floor's hall, one woman walked over, bringing a fragrant wind, another woman pulled on a man beside her as they walked, and a completely different fragrance instantly washed away the previous smell.

I walked down the stairs to the first floor. Liu Fangfang did not call for anyone to accompany me, nor did she ask anyone to tell me what to do.

"Small Volume."

As if instinctively knowing what to do, I walked to the Small Volume who was standing by the front desk and greeted him.

"Brother Zi Lu, why are you here?"

I smiled bitterly: "You can call me Zi Lu, but you don't have to call me Brother, I really can't accept it."

"Yeah yeah, okay Brother Zi Lu. What business do you have with me? "

Small Volume looked at the second floor as if she recalled the lemonade that was sent to us before she ran over to grab the lemonade cup and held it steadily in her hands.

I felt that what I was about to say might be a little awkward, so I changed my way of speaking. "You should be able to tell that I'm new?"

Small Volume looked up and thought for a moment: "Hmm, I think so. But what does it have to do with that, Brother Zi Lu? "

I was both amused and helpless. Small Volume couldn't be considered beautiful, not to mention her exquisite facial features and fair skin, but when she wore this set of white uniform, she seemed more like a lady next door.

And her actions just now were really unstoppable.

I coughed dryly. In the end, I still licked my face and said, "Small Volume, it's like this. Because I'm new, I don't have a fixed number of guests …"

I looked at Small Volume, hoping that she would understand what I meant, but in the end I was disappointed. This girl's brain seemed to be a bit weak, even after I said all that, she still had a stupefied look on her face.

I continued, "I'll be in the lounge over there. If there's a new guest, or if there's no fixed artist, you can call me."

After saying that, I felt my entire face turn red and hot. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a hole to hide in.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"

This time, Small Volume finally understood as she covered her mouth and laughed in a flurry. Seeing his unbridled laughter, I couldn't help but feel a black line float across my forehead.

"Okay, Brother Zi Lu, I will help you take note. If there is a suitable customer, I will be the first to tell you."

After Small Volume finished speaking, he quickly moved away from me.

I covered my head, not knowing how to respond. After a long while, I could only say, "Alright, thank you Small Volume."

He left the hall and went down the corridor to the lounge on the first floor.

There's no one in the lounge right now, so the moment I walked in, I could smell a fragrance. It should be the perfume that belonged to Xiao Xin and the other two.

I opened the window, and the cold wind blew in along the sill.

I took a few deep breaths, and the blush of shame I'd felt in the hall disappeared with the feeling of being watched on my back.

I waited alone in the lounge, a little nervous at the thought of what I was about to face, and at the same time a little afraid.

On one hand, I hope that Small Volume can bring me guests. On the other hand, I also hope that Small Volume can tell me that there aren't any suitable guests tonight.

Because I was bored and apprehensive waiting, I simply picked up my phone and sent a message to Liu Fangfang, asking if she had anything on her mind. If she had nothing to do, she would accompany me and talk for a while, but when we reached 11 o'clock, the Small Volume did not knock on the door, and Liu Fangfang also did not reply to my message.

I stood up and stretched my waist. I stood by the door of the lounge and glanced at the direction of the hall. There was still no movement. I could only sit on the chair in boredom.

Dong, dong, dong.

Just as I was hesitating whether I should send another message to Liu Fangfang, there was a knock on the door.

My heart tightened as I hastily stood up to straighten my clothes. Although I knew that I was about to face only guests, it was only my first time coming into contact with them through the door. My heart unexpectedly had a kind of ugly feeling of a daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws.

"Brother Zi Lu, can I come in?"

At this time, Small Volume's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in."

I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible and pretended to be calm as I looked at the door.

Ka-cha.

The door to the resting room opened, and behind Small Volume, there was a woman around 30 years of age. She had light makeup on, and her embroidered eyebrows looked like they came from a painting.

The woman was wearing a crimson red robe that went from her neck all the way to her navel. The small vest barely covered the most ample part of her body.

"Hello, Sister Wen, this is Zi Lu, a newcomer to our Night Fragrance Court. If you have any needs, you can have a chat with him."

Small Volume's face was full of smiles. She no longer had that casual look when she was playing with me.

Small Volume closed the door and the woman leisurely sat down with her legs crossed under her short gown. Then, she lit a cigarette and took a deep breath and exhaled a thin wisp of smoke.

I nodded, "Hello, Sister Wen. I'm a newbie who just arrived at Night Fragrance today, Zi Lu."

I put my hands behind my back and stood a little distance away from her, like a soldier waiting to be inspected, tense and excited, waiting for her to look at me.

Just as the room became quiet, Sister Wen suddenly burst out in laughter, "Zi Lu, don't be so serious, it's not like big sister will eat you."

With that, the Sister Wen put down her cigarette and reached her hand to my chest, stroking my tie. At the same time, she looked at me with a very flirtatious gaze.

I swallowed my saliva and said, "Sister Wen, what are you trying to do?!"

Sister Wen covered her mouth and giggled, "Little brother, you said that big sister wants to be … "What?"

It was unknown if it was done on purpose or not, but as Sister Wen spoke, she gently lifted up one of her legs, and moved her short robe up and down, revealing a large amount of snow-white skin.

"Wait!"

I finally could not take it anymore and retreated half a step, staying far away from the Sister Wen's teasing.

Sister Wen was startled, her expression was a little ugly. I cursed in my heart, and immediately laughed: "Sister Wen, what I mean is, the perfume you're wearing today might not be very suitable for your temperament."

Sister Wen's frowned brows gradually relaxed, "Then tell me, what perfume is it suitable for me to use?"

I heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the knowledge that Liu Fangfang had taught me in the past two days would finally be useful.

I took a very careful sniff and said, "Sister Wen, if I'm not mistaken, you're using a very classic perfume today. This perfume was very unique and very strong. Anyone who felt her for the first time would instantly be enchanted. Should be... Chanel Five, is that so for Sister Wen?! "

I thought for a moment and said confidently.

Sure enough, a smile appeared on Sister Wen's face, "Why, as far as I know, not only does Chanel Five possess this type of supercilious perfume. Let me think … Gucci's Flower Dance, Dio's Purple Poison, and a Polaroid Night Jasmine are examples of strong perfume. How do you tell the difference? You know, as a woman, elder sister can be wrong sometimes when you're not serious. "

I smiled. "This is probably due to my sensitive nose. The smell of Chanel Number 5 is extremely offensive, which means that her smell won't appear to be very long, but the Flower Dance series. If I'm not wrong, this perfume will last slightly longer than Chanel Number 5." As for the other two, with all due respect, I have never used them, so I am unable to give an accurate evaluation of them. "

Sister Wen laughed: "So, you were just being clever?! Come on, let's find a room and talk. Next time, I have to give your Manager Su a suggestion, the resting room is too cold. "

After saying that, Sister Wen shrank his shoulders and with a thought, she took off her jacket and lightly patted his shoulders. Sister Wen didn't refuse, and instead, opened the door and led me out of the room.

Passing through the bustling corridor, Sister Wen seemed to be more familiar with Night Aroma than I was, and she walked towards the second floor. I was a little dumbfounded, but at the same time, I was pleasantly surprised.

However, when I was walking upstairs, I caught a glimpse of Small Volume from the corner of my eyes and noticed that she was looking at me while acting cute and sticking out her tongue. I suddenly felt that it wasn't that simple.

After all, the Sister Wen also seems to be a woman who has a deep understanding of the affairs of the world, she doesn't seem to be someone who would be defeated by a few light words from me.

It was only until Sister Wen took out her own room card did I understand. Originally, there were fixed guests, even if they didn't have a fixed artist accompanying them, they would still be able to own a separate room on the second floor. For example, my previous owner of the long legs, Sister Wen.