"This way, please, this is your seat."
This is our drink menu. Please look at it and buy what you like.
Hela led the guests to their seats and handed them the menus with a blank expression.
The guests' eyes remained fixed on Hela, and they casually ordered a few more expensive dishes before returning Hela.
"Okay, give me a tip."
Hela took the menu and reached out her hand, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
The customer swallowed hard, glanced at Hela's stunningly beautiful face that made his heart stop, and handed Hela two hundred dollars.
Thank you, have fun!
After taking the money Hela left without looking back. After serving the guest drinks, she went to greet other guests.
This is my tenth customer in the two hours since I started working here, and almost every customer gives a generous tip.
Hela is now earning several thousand dollars just from tips alone.
Hela returned to her post at the door, ready to greet the next guest.
Many people who were passing by without intending to go in were drawn in after seeing Hela standing inside.
This made the receptionist beam with joy.
As for the other waiters, although they had no work to do because Hela had taken all the customers, they didn't say anything.
After all, they still get paid as usual, and they don't usually ask for many tips anyway.
Inside the residence of Hela and the others.
Your resolve isn't strong enough!
Aidan, who was challenging the final boss, looked at the heart that had been shattered once again and the words on it, and sighed wearily.
He pulled out a small notebook and drew 135 big crosses on the back of the Asriel Dreemurr.
He then shut down the computer, leaned back in his gaming chair, and muttered to himself.
"I've fought so many times and still haven't won. My cultivation level has been stuck at ' Ten Thousand Stars ' for too long."
If I don't beat him soon and improve my strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to help the boss anymore."
As he spoke, his heart inexplicably began to race.
"I always have this feeling that something bad is going to happen to the boss."
But I also felt that she wasn't in danger, but rather more like...
As he spoke, the panic in his heart intensified.
Finally, he picked up his coat from the chair, put it on, opened the door, and went outside to look for Hela.
Squeak--
Just as Hela finished greeting another guest and returned to the door, several well-dressed people pushed the door open and entered.
The woman leading the group was a woman with long, wavy blonde hair and a dignified and beautiful appearance.
She walked at the very front of the group, appearing extremely arrogant.
Beside her, a middle-aged man was holding a list and talking incessantly to her.
Welcome...
Hela bowed to welcome them as usual, but the group didn't even glance at Hela before heading into the private room.
But a man who looked like a butler, walking at the very end of the group, glanced at Hela inadvertently and immediately stopped in his tracks.
Then he pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket. "Come with us to the private room, but don't say too much. Just serve us tea and water."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
Hela took the money, put it in her pocket, and obediently followed the other person into the private room.
The private room was incredibly luxurious, with all sorts of expensive drinks laid out on the table.
Brilliant lights shone into the room, and two male models sang and danced.
However, the person sitting on the sofa didn't seem to be in the mood for enjoyment.
Apart from the blonde woman, everyone else looked at the middle-aged man with some nervousness.
The middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and wearing an expensive gold watch, exuded an air of nobility.
"Miss Lisa, this concert leans more towards a girlish and refreshing feel, which isn't very popular, so the quality of the singing isn't that important."
The main thing is to please the audience; in layman's terms, you need to be good-looking.
The middle-aged man patiently explained to the woman next to him named Lisa, adding a comment as well.
"If you participate, we can offer an appearance fee of 50,000 yuan."
Upon hearing this, the blonde woman scoffed, turned her head, and gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"Fifty thousand yuan? You think you can get me to pay that?"
Lisa crossed her legs, her face full of arrogance and disdain.
"At least two hundred thousand."
Her words were utterly uncompromising.
The middle-aged man's hand tightened around his wine glass, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.
He was clearly angry at the other party's arrogant attitude.
But considering that he was the only suitable candidate, she patiently discussed it with her.
Regarding the appearance fee, we can consider giving 100,000, which is the most we can offer at the moment. If you want more, we can discuss it after the performance.
If the results and gains are beyond expectations, we can consider adding some appearance fees for you.
The middle-aged man had already said very nice things, but Lisa just sneered.
"I feel like what you said sounds a lot like a term from the novel Great Xia, which is 'drawing a pie in the sky'."
What you're saying is that you can only give me a maximum of 100,000, and you're just giving me a glimmer of hope, implying that you might get 200,000.
These words made the middle-aged man frown, and he began to feel somewhat angry.
"Miss Lisa, please don't be ungrateful."
Considering your fame and talent, this is already a lot. Besides, this concert isn't anything special; we could easily choose someone else!
"Haha, choose someone else!"
Lisa seemed to have heard something funny and immediately stood up.
"Who else could I choose besides me?"
She pointed to another minor celebrity who was accompanying her.
"Her? Do you think she deserves it?"
The celebrity being pointed at immediately lowered his head in shame.
Or is it her?
Or perhaps it's her...
Lisa went berserk, pointing at all the women present with utter contempt in her eyes.
Or perhaps it's her?
Finally, she pointed to Hela, who had been standing to the side in a daze, and froze.
Hela slowly raised her head, blinked, and her large, peach-pink eyes...
"What's wrong?"
A soft, sweet voice came from Hela's pink lips, reaching the ears of everyone in the private room.
Immediately, all eyes fell on Hela.
Hela, with her long hair flowing, saw that they were all looking at her and forced a sweet smile.
It was this smile that made the middle-aged man tremble violently, looking at Hela as if he had seen some rare treasure.
Lisa, who was standing next to her, noticed something was wrong and panicked.
"Well, I've changed my mind. Ten thousand yuan is fine with you, and I'll take the performance."
But it seemed the middle-aged man didn't hear her words; he simply stood up and walked up to Hela.
His height of nearly 1.9 meters meant that Hela could only look up at him.
Upon seeing how short Hela was, the middle-aged man hissed.
"Miss, how old are you?"