Chapter 9 For Money, Sell...?

  Perhaps Xia Zhitong still doesn't know that she, ordinary and unremarkable, being ignored by the world, has already been tightly stared at by a pair of gloomy eyes.

  This is just the beginning of the game.

  She didn't know yet, but she was already in it!

  A few days later, Xia Zhitong's father suggested that on his birthday, he would take his younger daughter, Xia Zhijing - this little girl whose IQ was only at the level of an eight-year-old and who often had mental breakdowns - back home to stay for a day.

  Although Lin Meijin and Xia Yuxue opposed it, Father still insisted.

  She decided to save up enough money before her father's birthday to buy a pair of leather shoes for him, and then buy a set of fairy tale books for Xiaojing.

  In S city, she didn't have many friends, and her elementary school classmate Amy was the only friend she could turn to for help.

  "Xiaomi, long time no see, can you help me out and find a part-time job for me? The kind that makes money quickly!" Xia Zhitong asked nervously.

  "Hmm..." Amy fell silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "There is, but... hehe, I'm afraid you, young lady, won't be willing to do it!"

  "There's nothing I wouldn't do, as long as it's a legitimate job and can make quick money!"

  "That... is wrapped around me!"

  ……

  When Xia Zhitong arrived at the place where he had agreed with Amy, lively and lovely Amy immediately pulled Xia Zhitong into a high-end club.

  "Xiaomi, what's with the mysterious look? What's going on?" Xia Zhitong looked puzzled, her eyes wide with surprise as Amy pushed her into a dressing room and started undressing her without saying another word.

  "Wow, it's an emergency! No time to explain. You know my dad runs a brokerage firm, and he just so happens to need someone like you - a girl who can dance and looks great in this outfit. Quickly put on these clothes, and later when others give you something, just hold onto it and jump onto the stage for a crazy dance. Just mesmerize those men!"

  "Jump... dance...? Infatuate... men?"

  Xia Zitong had not yet reacted when Amy had already stripped her bare.

  Her skin was as smooth as water, Amy smiled slyly and pushed the shy Xia Zitong to the corner, throwing her a thin white gauze skirt as thin as a cicada's wing.

  "Xiao Tong, this time it's not that I'm not helping you, hurry up and put it on, there are only ten minutes left before it starts, you... just play it by ear later!"

  After that, Amy closed the door of the dressing room, and Xia Zhitong held a thin gauze in her hands, dazed for a long time.

  This... thin to almost transparent clothes, can be worn?

  And where is this place after all? What on earth is she going to do next?!