I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 545 Making Money_1

Chapter 545: Chapter 545 Making Money_1

"Twisting with such little force, did you skip your meal or something? Give it a stronger twist."

"That’s odd, I saw her twisting with quite the strength earlier. Why is it so weak now? Do you think we haven’t given enough money, madam? If you feel that way, we might just have to crazily throw more money at you."

"Do you guys think the woman in the middle is pretty? If she’s pretty, let’s all put in money together, so she can twist with more force. Twisting like this is so tiny, it’s incredibly boring to watch. Let’s all get in on this, folks."

This young master was always especially domineering, and he was quite generous in this situation too, directly tossing the large sums of winnings in. Those bright red banknotes went straight into the basket belonging to Zhang Yue, making it impossible for her not to shift her attention from Shen Dong to those young masters.

Forget it, Shen Dong isn’t giving her any attention right now, so she might as well please these young masters first. Seeing them really throw quite a lot of red banknotes into the basket, she was extremely excited. After all, that’s all money! She had never thought earning money could be so easy, just by standing on this platform and wiggling her butt, a job she had never considered before.

She had tried so many jobs before just to make money, washing dishes in a restaurant, handing out flyers on the street, even working the front desk at a hotel, but all were incredibly tough. Unlike now, earning money was so much easier, and at those other places, she would often face harassment, which could lead to complaints if she didn’t agree.

It was because of that feeling of suffocation, feeling that her beauty was hurting her, that she had felt incredibly stifled. Only today did she truly understand what ’leverage’ means, that money could come simply by wiggling her body on this platform, exciting the young masters to cheer for her, leading to more money falling into her basket. The red banknotes were piling up more and more.

The crowd around her was extremely excited too. To win the favor and rewards from more young masters, they had to shake their bodies desperately. In no time, the basket was heaped full with red banknotes. Shen Dong, seeing those red banknotes, was also very happy, as the more the young masters tipped, the more he earned.

"I’m telling you, people these days can really make money so quickly, so easily earning so much. It makes me really envious." A woman said this and began to shake wildly on the spot.

Kang Yue had spotted their frenzied antics and couldn’t help but find it incredibly funny. They were nothing but playthings for others, yet this method did indeed earn them money.

Zhang Yue hadn’t expected to make so much money in just one night. All these stacks of banknotes, they were hers? Watching as the heap of banknotes was taken and replaced with a fresh basket, she felt even more excited. It seemed she could reap the rewards once more, as the basket probably needed to be taken away to tally her earnings.

She heard that she would get a cut of the takings. Wouldn’t that mean she was about to make a fortune? In a little while, she could live like those rich people. At that thought, her heart leapt. She wasn’t inferior to anyone. Surely the boss wouldn’t look down on her now, if just by twisting a few times on stage, she could earn so much money.

Whether that woman could do it or not, the thought made her sneer disdainfully, feeling that she was now way more formidable by comparison and cast a provocative glance at the other.

Kang Yue, however, hadn’t expected this silly woman to look at her with such a gaze. Surely she didn’t think she could compare to herself after this? The mere thought seemed utterly ridiculous, but it looked like the other woman truly felt that way. Barely containing her laughter, Kang Yue found it highly amusing. This woman’s naivety knew no bounds; what she had, could never be taken away by anyone.

This kind of enticement with one’s body, this way of earning money by enticing attention, is never sustainable. Did she really think that basketful of money was worth much? 10,000, 20,000, 50,000 — all these amounts were possible. Why would she automatically assume she had more than Kang Yue? Kang Yue had created her wealth with her own two hands, while what could the other woman have gotten without those young masters’ tips? A mere 1,000 more or so doing some random twisting on the street? Such a joke. Seldom had she seen such naïveté.

Kang Yue, feeling superior as a daughter of a wealthy family, naturally couldn’t let this woman look down on her. Going once, she raised her glass and toasted the other, thinking, what could she do now? She had no choice but to keep standing there and wiggle about, while Kang Yue could sit here, sip her drink, and savor all the delicacies, watching their performance. Such was the difference between the two of them. And what was more outrageous? Even just by sitting here, drinking and watching the spectacle, she could earn more than the other woman, who had to share a portion of her earnings with Kang Yue, enough to infuriate Zhang Yue once she realized it.

Her face turned so many colors, Shen Dong was oblivious to the intricacies of these women’s recent maneuvers. He was just watching those carefree young masters tossing in money one by one, feeling that he was nearly breaking even. With these wealthy sons around, there was no fear of not making a profit, as the money they threw in was copious, albeit not much individually.

But think about it, adding it all up, it amounted to quite a lot. Those wealthy young masters were never stingy; one might throw in a few tens of thousands, another might throw in over a hundred thousand. Add it up, and who could ensure they wouldn’t turn a profit of 10 million in one evening? The bar business was a hugely profitable one; even the sale of drinks would bring in a hefty profit.

Let’s not even mention the tips for the dancing girls; the real profit comes from the drinking thereafter, which comprises the true income of those accompanying the drinks. But after spending, they wouldn’t feel it was unworthy because it was their willing act. Even if they spent a lot, it didn’t matter to the young masters, they could also earn it themselves. What they earned, they could spend.

They had a sense of balance in their minds. They would come back again another time. What this bar had to offer was always anticipated by everyone. So today, their maiden support would be rewarded with some special concessions, a little compensation.