One jump is worth two thousand yuan.

Widow Wen knew that the money would definitely not be so easy to get.

Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

In fact, during this period of time, she had been working hard in class and crazy about commercial performances, and she had collected enough money to hire a lawyer for Wen Fanhai.

But if you take out the money to repay the debt at this time, not only will you not be able to hire a lawyer, but you will not even be able to get the debt between your teeth.

Widow Wen refused, but the man looked at the group of children's parents not far away and threatened, "Ms. Wen, I'm afraid you don't want to lose your job again, do you?"

Widow Wen frowned.

"What do you mean?"

The man said in a rough voice: "I have many brothers here. As long as I shout, they will come over and cause trouble. Miss Wen, do you think your boss will still want you after something like this happens?"

Widow Wen was hit hard.

This training institution is now the only serious job she can find. If she loses it, she won't even have the money to hire a lawyer for Father Wen.

The widow had no choice but to agree, but before going, she repeatedly stated that she would not accept any other entertainment except dancing.

The man promised very readily: "Don't worry!"

At night, Widow Wen went to bule, the hottest bar in Jinghai District.

When the proprietress Sister He saw the widow's appearance, her eyes lit up and she said, "What a rare and good prospect. Are you interested in coming to my place for long-term development? All the famous bosses and rich second generation people come here at night. As long as you serve them happily,

It’s possible to make more than 100,000 yuan in one night.”

Widow Wen shook her head, "I'm sorry, Sister He, I'm just here to dance and have no interest in other projects."

Sister He brought her a set of revealing clothes and said, "It's okay. If you figure it out one day, you can come to me."

After Widow Wen changed into it, the clothes were too revealing!

Two suspenders were wrapped twice around the neck. The neckline was low and the fabric was tight. The good figure was clearly visible. The lower body was in a black short skirt. The sexual suggestion was too strong.

"Can I not wear this?"

"No. There are no nightclubs where you can wear conservative clothes for dancing, so who will come in and pay the bill?" Men, don't they all come here for the breasts of women? "Little girl, if you want to make this money, you must pay.

Something like that.”

Widow Wen remembered that last summer, the American sweetheart style was very popular. She and Tang Yan just wrapped up a black tube top and shorts and went to the streets!

Even more revealing than these clothes.

The number of people turning heads is countless.

After Widow Wen finished mentally building herself up, she went on stage.

The lights were bright and colorful, and she treated everyone in the audience like cabbage, twisting her body wantonly to the music. She had a top-notch figure, and her appearance was top-notch gorgeous.

The black short skirt accentuates her pair of slender and straight legs. Coupled with the woman's maroon waves and red lips, she looks like a natural enchantress under the light.

Full of charm.

The eyes of the men below are all straight!

"Is this new here? She dances really excitingly. I haven't seen such a charming beauty for a long time. Go and ask, how much does it cost per night?" the greasy man quickly asked the bodyguard next to him.

Mr. Huang squinted his cloudy eyes and stared at Widow Wen's exposed snow-white skin.

He had fallen in love with the dancing widow at the last real estate opening, but was stopped by Lin Yusheng. When he saw the widow again today, he said he would win over this beauty tonight!

"Mr. Lin, I want this woman."

As soon as Mr. Lin saw that it was Mr. Huang who was speaking, he immediately fell silent. Mr. Huang has been a real estate upstart in the past two years, and his career is currently on the rise. No one dares to offend him easily.

Mr. Huang's people asked about the situation, "This Miss Wen said she doesn't accept guests and is only responsible for dancing."

After dancing for half an hour, Widow Wen was about to change her clothes and leave when she was invited to the audience by Sister He.

Facing a group of men with unclear eyes, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Little widow, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and toast to Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang asked you to come here!" When Sister He pulled Widow Wen over, she kept saying that it was fine and she was just having a drink. She wouldn't let her do anything else.

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Mr. Huang smiled and picked up a glass of red wine: "Miss Wen, we meet again. You should treat me with a drink today, right?"

Widow Wen politely refused: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I'm allergic to alcohol and can't drink."

Mr. Huang: "If you are allergic to alcohol, how about just one bite? You'll be fine after just one bite."

Widow Wen lowered her eyes and looked at the unknown red liquid in the cup. She had heard Tang Yan say before that you should not drink alcohol randomly in the bar, because there is no chance that someone would drug you and take you away when you are not paying attention.

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She still refused: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Huang, I will be allergic even if I drink a little bit of wine."

Her repeated refusals made Mr. Huang obviously lose face, and the smile on his face became stiff, "Ms. Wen, this is how ignorant you are!"

Sister He beside her kept smiling and trying to smooth things over, saying that Widow Wen was new to the job and was not sensible, so she could give Mr. Huang another job.

But Mr. Huang made it clear tonight that he wanted to make a widow.

Seeing that Widow Wen refused, he couldn't stand it either.

He immediately started grabbing the woman's butt, "You're all here dancing, don't you just want to make money? How can you pretend to be innocent outside? I said I want you to accompany me today, so you have to accompany me!"

The widow has always been fierce. Unless she is willing, if others touch her, it will be as uncomfortable as killing her.

She immediately picked up the wine bottle nearby and threw it at the man!

Bang!

The wine bottle fell into pieces.

Mr. Huang has never been so shameless when he went out to play. He immediately became angry and slapped Widow Wen: "You bitch, you dare to hit me! You are done for tonight! I will make it impossible for you to crawl out of this bar!"

Things got big.

When Sister He tried to stop her, she was kicked away by the bodyguard beside Mr. Huang.

Widow Wen was slapped to the ground. As soon as she got up, she was pushed down by Mr. Huang again, "Originally I wanted to give you some face, but now I don't think I need to. I will kill you right here tonight! Who dares to come?

Who am I going to kill!"

Widow Wen was pressed to the ground by the fat man, and Mr. Huang tried his best to bite her white neck.

Widow Wen bit his ear hard, and Mr. Huang screamed in pain and slapped her again, and sent bodyguards to restrain Widow Wen.

Widow Wen said angrily: "Bah! You're a rotten cucumber and you still want to touch me, are you worthy of it!"

Mr. Huang said angrily: "Tear off her clothes and see if she dares to continue to speak harshly!"

Widow Wen thought she was going to be finished tonight.

At this time, suddenly a group of people rushed into the box and surrounded these people immediately.

A very tall man walked in quickly, bringing a cool breeze from outside.

"Don't move, crack down on pornography!"

Ji Shen took a closer look and found that the person tied on the ground was actually Widow Wen. The woman's cheeks were red and swollen, and she was wearing a black intertwined suspender belt and short skirt. Her almonds were red and swollen.

He immediately took off his police uniform and frowned on the widow.

Ji Shen turned around: "Take all these troublemakers back for interrogation!"

Widow Wen was still trembling in fear and could not react for a moment.

"Ji, Officer Ji?"
Chapter completed!