Chapter 9
星期天

Blue sky and white clouds, clear sky

Ye Yuwei works as an hourly worker in a maid shop.

This was also negotiated with the company, after all, she couldn't survive with the little allowance from the company.

Here you may have doubts, don't you give them money for dancing in the company?
The money is paid, and there is a fixed allowance. Note that it is an allowance, not a salary.

Because wages are paid after signing the labor contract.

Once a formal labor contract is signed, insurance must be purchased for these little idols, and at the same time, the salary must not be lower than the local minimum wage.

The subsidy is a temporary subsidy and does not involve these.

In this way, the company can save a lot of money, and can deduct the hard-earned money of the little idol at will.

Another advantage is that if you feel that this little idol is no longer good, you can fire him at any time without paying a dime for liquidated damages.

However, if the little idol wants to leave the company freely, he will have to pay high liquidated damages instead.

Ye Yuwei, who was wearing a Lolita costume, was standing next to a middle-aged man with a piping bag, and asked respectfully and enthusiastically, "What do you want me to write on your cake?"

The well-dressed man with gold-rimmed glasses smiled and said, "Write down the word 'maid'!"

Ye Yuwei immediately wrote these two words in the island language with enthusiasm.

The business of this store is good, and many diners come to taste it.

There is also a special game area here, and the girls in the store can also play various games with customers, but there is a fee.

After a day's work, Ye Yuwei felt fulfilled and satisfied, especially at the moment when she got the money.

"Yuwei, have you gone back?" A "girl" with a fair face and a quiet demeanor smiled at Ye Yuwei.

She is actually not him, but a pseudonym, who usually wears Lolita costumes and works in the store to meet the needs of some special groups of customers

His name is Lan Yening, he is from a single-parent family, and his tuition fee is still the student loan he applied for.

But he is really handsome, especially those eyes, which seem to hide the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

Ye Yuwei knew that he had always liked her, but she really couldn't promise him.

"Going back, I have class tomorrow, so I have to rest early."

A trace of sadness flashed in Lan Yening's eyes.

He also knew that the girl in front of him didn't accept him, maybe he still looked down on him in his heart.

In fact, he also knows that many people don't understand, and even discriminate against these fake mothers.

But when he was very young, he saw those little girls wearing brand-new tulle skirts, looking like a proud little princess, and he was very envious in his heart.

Since then, owning a beautiful little skirt has become his greatest wish.

When he grew up, he saw a set of pictures on the Internet.

A delicate girl with a crown and a gorgeous dress is photographed in a dreamy castle, like a princess coming out of a fairy tale.

His heart was completely touched.

Later, he came into contact with Lolita clothing. In order to be able to buy such a skirt and become a princess in a fairy tale, he became a "mother-in-law".

However, he just simply likes it, deep down he is still a boy.

"Yuwei, I think, I think..." Lan Yening, who mustered up her courage, wanted to speak, but was flatly rejected by the other party.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Ning, I really need to take a good rest."

Ye Yuwei understands that this kind of thing needs to be cut quickly, and can't give the other party a glimmer of hope.

She is not the kind of "green tea", and she still hangs around if she doesn't like people.

"Okay, okay!" Lan Yening tried her best not to appear so disappointed.

"Brother, I'm a little idol. If I want to be a star in the future, how can I fall in love with you." A "girl" wearing a long black dress, wearing a metal chain, lips as red as blood, and white hair dyed coldly said coldly.

"Little idol?" Lan Yening was surprised.

"Yes, she is a little idol in the 'Xingmeng' theater. I have friends who often go there to watch performances." Lu Zhao said coldly.

This person is also a fake mother like Lan Yening.

Lan Yening stared blankly at the direction where Ye Yuwei disappeared, thinking about the word "idol" repeatedly in her heart.

"I said that she is different from other people in the store. She never takes pictures together or plays games with those people."

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Lu Zhao's mouth: "Brother, what people like is a benefactor who can vote for her. You can't afford such a girl."

Lu Zhao's words were like a knife piercing Lan Yening's heart, making his expression dim immediately.

He knew that he had nothing but a good-looking face.

Looking at Lan Yening's melancholy and painful look, a trace of inexplicable color flashed across Lu Zhao's cold face.

"Xiao Ning, will you attend the party the day after tomorrow?"

"Don't go! We are fake mothers to earn money for food. It's really boring to compare and compare at such a party."

"I think it's better to go! I heard that 'Dark Angel' who is quite famous in the 'mother circle' will also participate this time. You also know that he is also quite famous in the live broadcast industry. Maybe he can see us and lead us .”

Lu Zhao's words made Lan Yening fall into deep thought. In fact, he himself is an ascetic person who only wants to live a quiet life.

But when he thought of Ye Yuwei, his calm heart couldn't stop.

He likes Ye Yuwei and wants to be with her, but he can't do without money.

"Okay! I'll go" Lan Yening gritted her teeth.

Ye Yuwei, who left the maid shop, was about to take a taxi back when she suddenly heard someone honking behind her.

Subconsciously looking back, it turned out to be the "Lamborghini"

Ye Yuwei hurried over, and Wu Jingwen also opened the car door.

"Yuwei, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?" Wu Jingwen smiled at Yuwei who was sitting in the co-pilot.

"I'm working here, Mr. Wu, why are you here?"

For some reason, as soon as she saw this teacher, she felt an indescribable sense of joy in her heart.

"I'm going to eat, you haven't eaten yet!" Wu Jingwen laughed.

"Ate".

She heard that Teacher Wu wanted to invite her to dinner, but how could she be a student so that the teacher would invite her to dinner.

Wu Jingwen smiled: "Then have a glass of red wine with me! Always eating alone is too lonely."

Ye Yuwei actually wanted to refuse, and felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't say it out of her mouth.

Pearl 1

The most famous French restaurant in the area.

Ye Yuwei had only heard of it before, but had never been here.

When the neatly dressed waiter opened the door.

What presented to Ye Yuwei was a huge luxurious space.

Gorgeous crystal lamps cast faint light, making the whole restaurant look elegant and quiet.

Colorful murals, gorgeous European-style tables and chairs exude aristocratic atmosphere everywhere.

Suddenly, Ye Yuwei felt that she, who was only wearing a T-shirt, a short skirt, and carrying a small cheap bag, was so out of place here.

Especially after the women sitting on the larger table next to her were wearing high-end long skirts, combing big waves, and wearing exquisite looks, after they cast contemptuous glances at her.

"Ms. Wu, why don't we change places! Look at what I'm wearing..."

"It's very well dressed! It's exactly what a girl of your age should wear. Some people are too old to wear it even if they want to." Wu Jingwen laughed.

Ye Yuwei suddenly felt her brain buzzing, and her pupils widened instantly.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Wu, who was always gentle and ladylike in her eyes, could speak so sharply.

She knew that this was Teacher Wu talking about the "big sisters" next to her.
Ye Yuwei suddenly felt that she had her own backbone and was no longer afraid.

The women glared at them fiercely, and one of them seemed to want to speak, but was held back by the person next to her, and she snorted resentfully, without saying anything.

Immediately, Ye Yuwei noticed that there was only one person on their table with a few dishes and red wine in front of them, and everyone else had a glass of water.

She realized instantly that these were the legendary fake ladies.

(End of this chapter)

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