They are all bad women!

So she dared not take a vacation and could only stay in this suffocating camp all day, listening to the cheerful laughter of her comrades behind her, and gritting her teeth to earn overtime pay.

Even so, life was still incredibly difficult, with debt collection text messages flooding her phone like snowflakes. Her mood was extremely depressed every single day.

She used to have many ideas and aspirations. But now everything has vanished, and her only thought now is to make money.

However, due to her original foreign nationality, she is currently unable to do any work other than "salaryman". She can only stay here, lost and helpless.

If she really died, wouldn't she feel much better? Before, whenever this thought crossed her mind, she would subconsciously blame herself. But later, when the thought arose again, she thought that perhaps it really would be a relief, for both of them.

But now she doesn't even have such thoughts anymore; she's left only with numbness. Like a walking corpse, living mechanically.

I've given it my all, so why can't I escape this kind of life?

Xiao Xingshuang lay in her room, listening to indifferent music through her headphones. She could understand the taunts her teammates were making in Romance, but she pretended not to hear them. Perhaps they knew she understood, but they didn't care.

They showed no malice towards Xiao Xingshuang; indifference was their only attitude.

Its power is also waning.

If she really has to retire, what can she do? I've heard there's a good market for sex workers with superpowers; how much can she sell for?

She could never go back; she had fled Yu Pi, fled 0819. She knew they had prepared a farewell party for her, but she didn't attend; she left early.

She didn't deserve it; she didn't deserve their kindness. She was a sinner, a deserter, a traitor. She had no face to face them anymore, so she slunk away alone.

Feeling guilty, she deleted all her friends; she was now completely alone.

So when Xiao Xingshuang saw Shen Mochen, her joy was beyond words! After learning that he had lost his memory, she impulsively made an extremely bold decision.

Even though she knew Shen Mochen was definitely involved, and even though she knew they must be frantically searching for her, she didn't care anymore. She was going crazy too!

At this moment, she was utterly despondent, and only the physical pleasure she experienced with Shen Mochen could give her a brief sense that she was still alive.

……

After reviewing the hospital invoices from the past few months, Shen Mochen came to the conclusion that Xiao Xingshuang's salary was absolutely insufficient to cover the hospital's medical expenses, even if she worked every day of the month.

Perhaps she still has loans in place.

Having come to this conclusion, Shen Mochen took a deep breath and put all the invoices back in the drawer.

Her mind is completely broken; I don't know when she might go to extremes. I should be doing my job as a pressure relief valve, but what she needs most right now is money.

After hesitating for two whole days, Shen Mochen pulled a cell phone out from under the bed.

He found this phone in a trash can; most of its functions were broken, but it might still be able to make calls.

Shen Mochen dialed the number and, speaking haltingly in Roman, said to the voice on the other end, "Hello, I heard you're hiring, and I'd like to apply..."

The phone number came from a job posting he saw while out for a night out. The address was in St. Mary's most famous nightclub, "Empress 122nd Street." Based on what he'd learned over the past few days, it was one of the most luxurious nightclubs on 122nd Street.

After careful consideration, Shen Mochen knew he couldn't continue like this, a duck hiding in Xiao Xingshuang's arms. Xiao Xingshuang wouldn't let him go, and in her current state, she might explode even sooner than he did. He needed to take the initiative.

Two days after contacting the other party, Shen Mochen, wearing some decent clothes he had picked up, tidied himself up a bit, and then wrapped his head and face up tightly before heading to Street 122.

He walked for a long time before finally entering the area of ​​number 122.

Contrary to his expectations, 122 was not bustling with activity. On the contrary, the whole street looked extremely quiet, and even rather desolate if you only looked at it on the surface.

If it weren't for the luxury cars coming and going in an unusually quiet manner, Shen Mochen would never have guessed that this place was the legendary den of iniquity.

"Excuse me, where is Paradise Club? I'm here for a job interview," Shen Mochen politely asked a waiter at the restaurant entrance.

The other person looked at Shen Mochen strangely, but still gave him directions.

"You've already become a young master, what's the point of covering your face now?" After Shen Mochen left, Ying Shi snorted inexplicably, with a hint of disdain.

There were no street signs on Street 122, but Shen Mochen had an amazing memory. With the help of the waiter's rough description, he still found the Paradise Club.

The club's entrance was quite large, with a touch of understated luxury. The moment they saw Shen Mochen, the two men immediately smiled and stopped him, saying, "Excuse me, sir, we do not accept male guests here."

"I am applicant number 6475," Shen Mochen said in a low voice.

"Please wait."

The two men exchanged a glance, and one of them immediately used the walkie-talkie on his chest to contact the store.

A minute later, a simply dressed woman came out of the store: "Number 6475? Come with me!"

Shen Mochen silently followed behind the woman. She appeared simple, but the jewelry on her neck and wrists was of high quality. The two went through a security gate, took the elevator, and went straight to the fifth floor.

The woman glanced at Shen Mochen: "You can show your face now. We don't require you to have a specific nationality here. Men from every country have their own charm! In fact, many people like your exotic looks!"

Shen Mochen remained silent.

The woman smiled and said, "Are you sorry? If you don't show it now, you'll still have to show it during the interview! Or do you not understand Romansh?"

"Then we'll reveal it during the interview," Shen Mochen said softly.

"You've already decided to do this, so being so shy won't do! Although some older women do like shy boys, they'll get tired of them quickly!" the woman teased.

Shen Mochen remained silent, which slightly displeased the woman. Although the interview hadn't started yet, she was certain that a boy like this would definitely not pass.

This place is a paradise club, with secret members ranging from wealthy heiresses to noble ladies. Every year, countless boys try to use it to take a shortcut to success, but very few actually stay. (End of Chapter)