Minister of Women's Organization in Government Agencies

  Yuna was overjoyed, and tonight she could get a decent commission from it. In less than ten minutes, Yuna brought in Lulu, another girl with a good figure, black shoulder-length straight hair, giving people a fresh and elegant feeling. She looked very pure and beautiful, with a hint of rare shyness. Her appearance immediately captivated Song Xiaoyang, he really couldn't believe that there would be such an innocent and lovely girl working here.

  She is like a lily flower, fragrant and elegant, pleasing to the eye and delightful to behold, gentle and lovely.

  He himself had been to the dance hall and club many times, but how come he had never met such a lovely girl before? Song Xiaoyang thought to himself. Qiao Bo, who was sitting next to him, was very good at understanding people's emotions, and from Song Xiaoyang's distracted gaze, he could see the subtle flavor contained within.

  Qiao Bo was well aware that Mayor Song had a good impression of the girl, and possibly even fell in love with her at first sight. He pretended to be nonchalant, but in his heart, he had other plans.

  "Nana, this is Brother Song."

  "Song big brother, this beautiful girl is Xiao Ran, she's still a university student and has just started part-time work at our club for two weeks. Xiao Ran, take good care of Song big brother."

  "Sister Nana, don't worry, I'll take good care of Brother Song."

  On the other hand, LuLu came in and sat on QiaoBo's body, flirting and quarreling with each other.

  "You're a dead man, you haven't come to see me for so long, you really have no conscience, and you didn't even give me a phone call."

  "What's wrong, missing your brother Qiao?"

  "Thinking about it, you don't even come to see me, are you intentionally torturing me?"

  "If you were thinking of me, you should have given me a call."

  This part-time girl is called Wei Ran, and her friends call her Xiao Ran. When Xiao Ran sat down beside Song Xiaoyang, this man who had been married for over ten years felt a little flustered and nervous inside. It was as if he were experiencing his first love all over again - he wanted to take another look at her, but was too nervous to do so. His mind kept tracing the outlines of her beauty and innocence.

  Song Xiaoyang's hands were clasped together, his fingers intertwined as he rubbed them against each other. He didn't know how to communicate with this beautiful girl. In his heart, it seemed like there were many words he wanted to say to her, a strong desire to learn about her story. But now, his mind was in disarray and his emotions were in turmoil.

  He has a lot to say but can't find an entry point for any topic.

  Wei Ran broke the awkwardness and took the initiative to chat with Song Xiaoyang.

  "Song, why aren't you saying anything? Don't you like this type of girl? If you don't like her, I can ask the manager to switch her with someone else. We can't let our customers not have fun."

  "No, but I really like your type. You're too beautiful, so beautiful that I was nervous when I first saw you and didn't know what to say."

  "Brother Song rarely comes to this kind of place to have fun, is it because his wife controls him too tightly at home?"

  "That is, what women are most sensitive about is their own men going out to play in entertainment venues."

  "Actually, coming here to drink is just a way to unwind from work and doesn't necessarily mean anything. A man's heart is always rebellious, if a woman controls him too tightly, he will be more curious about this kind of life and it will be easier for unexpected things to happen."

  "Xiao Ran, you don't have a boyfriend yet? You can understand so many things between men and women."

  "After hearing and seeing so much, emotions between men and women are just that simple."

  "How long have you been working here? Is it convenient for you to say?"

  "There's something inconvenient about this, it's not a secret, it's been two weeks."

  "Xiao Ran, seeing you, I don't know why, but it feels especially intimate. It seems as if we are old friends who have known each other for many years, and in my mind, there are some vague memories that resemble you."

  "Song, you're saying this, aren't you just dreaming of me?" Wei Ran was excited. Her profession was to make customers happy, and when customers were happy, they would spend money and consume more, which also allowed her to get higher rewards.