Ye Yuwei works as a part-time worker in a maid shop.
This was also negotiated with the company. After all, she couldn't survive on the company's small subsidies.
Maybe you have a question here: Don't they get paid for dancing in the company?
Money is paid, and there is a fixed allowance. Note that it is a allowance, not a salary.
Because wages are remuneration paid after signing a labor contract.
Once a formal labor contract is signed, insurance must be purchased for these little idols, and the salary must not be lower than the local minimum wage.
The subsidy is a temporary subsidy and does not involve these.
In this way, the company can save a lot of money and can deduct the hard-earned money of the little idol at will.
Another advantage is that if you feel that this little idol is no longer good, you can fire him at any time without paying a dime in liquidated damages.
However, if the little idol wants to leave the company freely, he will not be able to do so. Instead, he will have to pay high liquidated damages.
Ye Yuwei, wearing a Lolita costume, stood next to a middle-aged uncle with a decorating bag, and asked respectfully and enthusiastically: "What do you want me to write on your cake?"
The well-dressed man with gold-rimmed glasses smiled and said, "Write down the word 'maid'!"
Ye Yuwei immediately and enthusiastically wrote these two words in the island language.
The business of this store is good, and there are many diners coming to taste it.
There is also a special game area here. The ladies in the store can also play various games with customers, but they have to pay a fee.
After a day's work, Ye Yuwei felt fulfilled and satisfied, especially the moment she got the money.
"Yu Wei, have you gone back?" A "girl" with a fair face and a quiet temperament smiled at Ye Yuwei.
In fact, she is not him, but a transvestite. She usually wears Lolita clothes and works in the store to meet the needs of some special groups of customers.
His name is Lan Yening, he belongs to a single-parent family, and his tuition fee is still the student loan he applied for.
But he is so handsome, especially those eyes, which seem to hide the brightness of the stars and the moon.
Ye Yuwei knew that he had always liked her, but she really couldn't agree to him.
"I'm going back. I have to go to class tomorrow, so I need to go to bed early."
A trace of sadness flashed in Lan Yening's eyes.
He also knew that the girl in front of him did not accept him, and maybe she still looked down on him in her heart.
In fact, he also knew that many people did not understand and even discriminated against them, transvestites.
But when he was very young, when he saw those little girls wearing brand new tutu skirts, looking like proud little princesses, he felt extremely envious.
From then on, owning a beautiful little dress became his biggest wish.
When he grew up, he saw a set of pictures on the Internet.
A delicate girl, wearing a crown and a complicated and gorgeous dress, was photographed in a dreamy castle, just like a princess from a fairy tale.
His heart was completely touched.
Later he came into contact with Lolita clothing, and later in order to be able to buy such a skirt and become a princess in a fairy tale, he became a "pseudo-mother".
However, he simply likes her, and deep down he is still a boy.
"Yu Wei, I think, I think..." Lan Yening, who mustered up the courage, wanted to speak, but was rejected by the other party.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Ning, I really need to take a good rest."
Ye Yuwei understands that in this kind of thing, you have to cut through the mess quickly without giving the other party a glimmer of hope.
She is not a "green tea" kind of person and doesn't like being left hanging.
"Okay, okay!" Lan Yening tried his best to not look so disappointed.
"Brother, I am a little idol. I want to be a star in the future. How can I fall in love with you?" A "girl" wearing a black dress, a metal chain, lips as red as blood, and white hair said coldly.
Said coldly.
"Little idol?" Lan Yening looked surprised.
"Yes, she is a little idol from the 'Xingmeng' Theater. A friend of mine often goes there to watch performances." Lu Zhao said coldly.
This person is also a transvestite like Lan Yening.
Lan Yening stared blankly at the direction in which Ye Yuwei disappeared, thinking about the word "idol" repeatedly in his heart.
"I said she is different from other people in the store. She never takes photos or plays games with those people."
There was a trace of ridicule on Lu Zhao's lips: "Brother, what people like is a sponsor who can invest in her. You can't afford to raise such a girl."
Lu Zhao's words were like a knife stabbing Lan Yening's heart, causing his expression to darken immediately.
He knew that he had nothing but a good-looking face.
Seeing Lan Yening's melancholy and painful look, an inexplicable look flashed across Lu Zhao's cold face.
"Xiao Ning, will you attend the party the day after tomorrow?"
"Don't go! We become transvestites just to make money. It's really boring to have a party like that where everyone is comparing themselves to each other."
"I think we should go! I heard that the 'Dark Angel' who is quite famous in the 'girl circle' will also participate this time. You also know that he is also quite famous in the live broadcast industry. Maybe he can take a liking to us and lead us
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Lu Zhao's words made Lan Yening fall into deep thought. In fact, he was a stoic person and only wanted to live a quiet life.
But when I think of Ye Yuwei, my calm heart cannot calm down.
He likes Ye Yuwei and wants to be with her, but he can't do it without money.
"Okay! I'll go" Lan Yening gritted his teeth.
Ye Yuwei left the maid shop and was about to take a taxi back when she suddenly heard someone honking the horn behind her.
I subconsciously looked back and saw that it was the "Lamborghini"
Ye Yuwei walked over quickly, and Wu Jingwen also opened the car door.
"Yu Wei, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?" Wu Jingwen smiled at Yu Wei, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"I work here, Teacher Wu, why are you here?"
She didn't know why, but as soon as she saw this teacher, she felt an indescribable feeling of joy in her heart.
"I'm going to eat, but you haven't eaten yet!" Wu Jingwen said with a smile.
"have eaten".
She heard that Teacher Wu wanted to treat her to a meal, but how could she, a student, ask the teacher to treat her to a meal?
Wu Jingwen smiled: "Then drink a glass of red wine with me! It's too lonely to eat alone all the time."
Ye Yuwei actually wanted to refuse and felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't say the words.
Pearl No. 1
The most famous local French restaurant.
Ye Yuwei had only heard of it before, but had never been here.
When the neatly dressed waiter opened the door.
What appeared before Ye Yuwei's eyes was a huge luxurious space.
Gorgeous crystal lamps cast a faint light, making the entire restaurant look elegant and quiet.
The colorful murals and gorgeous European tables and chairs exude an aristocratic atmosphere.
Suddenly, Ye Yuwei felt that she was so out of place here wearing only a T-shirt, a short skirt, and carrying a cheap small bag.
Especially after the women sitting at the larger table next to her, wearing high-end long skirts, wavy hair, and exquisite make-up, cast disdainful glances at her.
"Teacher Wu, why don't we change places! Look at what I'm wearing..."
"The clothes are very good! They are exactly what girls of your age should wear. Some people are too old to wear them even if they want to." Wu Jingwen said with a smile.
Ye Yuwei suddenly felt his head buzzing and his pupils widened instantly.
She didn't expect that Teacher Wu, who had always been gentle and ladylike in her eyes, would speak so sharply.
She knew that Teacher Wu was talking about the "big sisters" next to her.
Ye Yuwei suddenly felt that he had a backbone and was no longer afraid.
The women glared over fiercely. One of them seemed to want to speak, but was stopped by the person next to her. She snorted angrily and said nothing.
Then Ye Yuwei noticed that only one person on their table had several plates of food and red wine in front of them, while the others had a glass of water.
She instantly realized that these were the legendary fake socialites.