All the people, including the foreman, the bodyguard, the young masters, the princesses, and the makeup artists, stood up to greet them.
"Who is Yuan Duoduo?"
Bai Mo shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Master Mo, Yuan Duoduo is on the stage. I'll call her for you. "The foreman answered quickly.
"On the stage? She can dance? What kind of dance is she doing? "
"She's pole dancing. This girl has a good foundation and she has the talent to be a star. But she doesn't want to stay on the stage. "
The foreman saw that his young master was interested in a woman, so he strongly recommended her.
"Pole dance …"
Bai Mo drawled and narrowed his eyes, "No need to call her, I'll go and see her myself."
On the stage, Yuan Duoduo didn't have her usual inferiority complex. She had transformed into a dancing butterfly.
A powerful golden hook hung upside down, accentuating her slender waist and slender and strong long legs to the fullest.
That pair of beautiful big white legs, that fierce clamping force, made a certain part of Bai Mo involuntarily tremble.
It was as if Yuan Duoduo was not holding a steel pipe, but a part of Bai Mo's body!
He really didn't know that Feng Xinglang was such a playboy! How could he hide such a strong woman to be his little Jiaojiao?
Because Yuan Duoduo was wearing a mask, people couldn't see her face.
But her figure and her pair of white and tender legs were enough to make men ignore her face.
Screams, whistles, and cheers were all cheering for Yuan Duoduo's wonderful dance in their own way.
When Yuan Duoduo was taken to the dressing room by the foreman, the whole dressing room was quiet. Only Bai Mo was gracefully stroking a lion-headed Tibetan Mastiff.
'Why does this man look like a monster!' Not only did he have white teeth and red lips, but his skin was also very well maintained.
It was full of collagen, much better than a woman's skin.
"Your name is Yuan Duoduo?" Bai Mo glanced at Yuan Duoduo.
"Call him Master Mo! He's the prince of our Night Manor and the whole entertainment kingdom of Shen Cheng! "
The foreman pushed Yuan Duoduo, who was staring at Bai Mo in a daze.
"Mo … Grandpa Mo." Yuan Duoduo murmured.
"Go wash your face, then talk to me."
Bai Mo coldly snorted.
To be honest, even though Bai Mo was immersed in rouge and makeup every day, he was still averse to women drawing makeup on his face.
Especially when Yuan Duoduo wore smokey makeup.
Yuan Duoduo didn't like smoky makeup, but smoky makeup could hide her original face better.
Instinctively, Bai Mo gave Yuan Duoduo the feeling that this man was so arrogant!
For the sake of the rich income of the Night Manor, Yuan Duoduo had to swallow her anger and wash her face clean. She faced Bai Mo without any makeup.
No matter how beautiful she was, her face without makeup was far inferior to her appearance after makeup.
What's more, Bai Mo was a man who had been through a lot. He had seen so many beautiful women that he could walk around Shen City hand in hand.
Therefore, a girl like Yuan Duoduo, who could only be considered delicate and pretty, was naturally not worthy of his attention.
"Follow me!" Bai Mo said leisurely.
Bai Mo didn't take a fancy to this ordinary-looking woman. But since Feng Xinglang had spoken, he still had to take care of her.
Yuan Duoduo was really stunned and stood there in a daze.
"I … I'm sorry, Grandpa Mo. I … I only dance. I don't sell … my … body."
Yuan Duoduo said hesitatingly.
As a girl coming to a place like the Night Manor, she still had the necessary vigilance.
"Heh … heh heh … Yuan Duoduo, you don't think I want to sleep with you, do you?"
Bai Mo sneered a few times. "Come on, there are so many women in the Night Manor. Even if it's not 100%, 99% of them are more beautiful than you!"
"You want to sleep with me? Dream on!"
Bai Mo's words caused Yuan Duoduo to be too ashamed to show her face. How could this man be so arrogant?
"Are you coming with me or not?"
Bai Mo's devilish face suddenly became cold, and he seemed to be a little impatient.
Yuan Duoduo, who already felt inferior, gritted her teeth and shook her head.
The moment she shook her head, she knew that her career of making money from dancing in the Night Manor was over.
"Humph! Not only are you wasting my time, but you're also wasting my feelings! "
Bai Mo stood up with a huff and said angrily, "Go back and tell that guy Feng Xinglang: if he wants to hide a mistress, that's his business. I won't wipe his ass and take care of women for him!"
Feng Xinglang? Hide a mistress? Take care?
What's this all about? Seeing Bai Mo leave the dressing room with the Tibetan mastiff, Yuan Duoduo was in a daze.
After Bai Mo left, Yuan Duoduo became like a wilted eggplant.
Vaguely, Yuan Duoduo seemed to realize that Feng Xinglang must have spoken to Bai Mo on her behalf. That was why Bai Mo had come to the dressing room to find her.
But what was the use of understanding now?
Everything seemed to be too late!
"Sister Mei, have I been fired? Will I not be able to come to the Night Manor to dance in the future? "
Yuan Duoduo pushed Sister Mei, who had introduced her to the Night Manor to do pole dancing, to try to find out the situation.
"I say, young lady, why did you have to offend Crown Prince Mo of all people?"
Sister Mei was also speechless. "Do you know who he is?"
Yuan Duoduo nodded and then shook her head.
"He is the Crown Prince of the entertainment kingdom in Shen City. In the future, he will unify the entertainment industry in Shen City. If you offend him, which nightclub or dance training institution will dare to hire you in the future? "
Sister Mei was a little angry. "Since you have already lowered yourself to dance to make money, why can't you grit your teeth and work hard to serve Crown Prince Mo for one night? There are so many women who want to sleep with him! "
"But I don't want to sleep with him!"
Yuan Duoduo retorted listlessly.
"Well, you don't have a chance to sleep with him now!" Sister Mei sighed.
"I have never seen a man as arrogant as him! What kind of man is he? Does he think a woman can sleep with him? "
Yuan Duoduo couldn't help but murmur. She had never seen a man as arrogant as Bai Mo.
[You want to sleep with me? Dream on!]
Yuan Duoduo couldn't use words to describe Bai Mo's arrogance.
"Alright, young lady. You should go back first! I will try to get your salary for this week back for you. "
Sister Mei sighed again. In fact, she also liked Yuan Duoduo, this kind of self-improvement girl.
"Thank you, Sister Mei. I will go back first!"
When leaving the Night Manor, Yuan Duoduo inevitably felt a little depressed.
After all, dancing in the Night Manor was paid a lot: 1,000 yuan for one dance. And it was only the basic salary. Not to mention the tip money was included.
It was enough for her to go to the dance training center for a week.
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