Jiang Wu lifted up his eyelids and stared at the door panel with his black eyes as if he could see Song Mangmang standing at the door through the door panel.

Is she going to come to him to borrow money?

Her slender fingers were placed on the desk and tapped unconsciously.

He has always...disliked Song Mangmang's appearance of doing whatever he wants for money and profit, but this time, if she spoke...

Jiang Wu closed her eyes gently.

Maybe, even if it wasn't this time, even if it was any other time, even if she was not helpless, even if she was just an obvious plan, as long as she was willing and as long as she spoke, he wouldn't be able to refuse her, right?

…

Song Mangmang did come to the entrance of the study room, but she raised her hand several times to knock on the door, but several times at the last moment, her hand fell down again.

She and Jiang Wu were just plastic couples. In addition, Jiang Wu had many misunderstandings about her and hated her deeply. He might not believe what she said, and he might even think that she was lying and cheating money again, right?

She couldn't help but remember what Jiang Wu said to her before - "Don't think that money is so easy to make. Whenever you learn to serve people, your brother's medical expenses will be paid!"

If she had spoken with Jiang Wu today, she would definitely have to serve him with her body in exchange for money. Isn’t his favorite thing to do the same? Isn’t it just to use the money to humiliate her?

Song Mangmang's footsteps unconsciously retreated.

It's funny to say that everyone's little self-esteem can be willing to give up on people who are insignificant, but to those who have cared about and loved deeply, they will never compromise with that little self-esteem.

She hesitated again and again, and finally raised her feet, turned around and left.

Back at the master bedroom, Song Mangmang picked up his cell phone and sent a message to the people she knew, asking them if there was any job, money was coming quickly and the reward was high.

There are three days left, and she still has other opportunities!

All night, although Song Mangmang was very tired, he was very anxious inside, so he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Fortunately, Jiang Wu didn't know what she was busy with in the study and never came back to the room. Song Mangmang still breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not until the sky lit up that Song Mangmang's eyelids gradually became heavier and he fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but the phone dinged.

Song Mangmang was immediately awakened and opened her eyes wide open. She fell asleep with her phone, picked up her phone and looked at the screen.

A friend replied to her: [There is a private party, a sea cruise, two days and one night, and an emergency needs a pole dancer. The reward is high, and the daily payment is good. The tips are also very good. It meets your requirements. It was originally my sister who was going to, but she sprained her ankle temporarily. Do you want to try it?]

This friend was met when she was working abroad. They had a good relationship, so the information she provided should be true and reliable.

Song Mangmang also roughly knew that the rich second-generations in the circle were having fun and would hold such parties from time to time to broaden the social circle and consolidate their connections. In order to make the venue popular, they would dig up beautiful women who sing, dance, etc. to cheer them up, so that the guests were happy and satisfied, and they could indeed get a very generous reward.

This was a rare opportunity. Song Mangmang quickly called and decided on the time and place with the friend.

"Thank you, I'll invite you to dinner." After hanging up the phone, Song Mangmang's heart was slightly lost after a night.

The party will start at 8 o'clock tonight. She has to hurry up and sleep for a while to raise her spirits and set off later.

Song Mangmang didn't sleep for long, so he forced himself to sleep for a few hours. After waking up, he brushed his teeth, washed his face, packed two clothes casually, picked up her bag, and went out.

…

Jiang Wu waited for Song Mangmang all night, but she didn't wait for her to come to find him. In the end, he couldn't sit still and went back to the master bedroom by himself.

However, he only saw the empty bedroom, the quilts on the bed were neatly folded, which showed that Song Mangmang had already woken up.

He immediately strode out and went downstairs.

I didn’t see Song Mangmang in the living room, nor did I see her in the kitchen. When I walked to the entrance, I saw that Song Mangmang’s shoes were gone.

Going out again?

At this time, Song Mangmang was eager to save Song Zicheng. She couldn't have the mood to do anything else, so... was she going out to raise money?

If her husband, who is close to him, doesn't ask for help, how should she raise money or raise one million in three days?

Not knowing what he thought of, Jiang Wu's eyes sank little by little, and there was a cold feeling in her eyes.

…

Song Mangmang arrived at the dock by car and met her friend Wenwen.

Wenwen is responsible for organizing those performers, which is equivalent to a leader. She takes them to the cruise ship to perform. When the party is over, she also settles their wages.

At six o'clock, Song Mangmang followed Wenwen on a cruise ship and went to a special dressing room to put on makeup.

Many rich second-generations in this circle know Song Mangmang, but not her fiancée, but Jiang Wu's ex-fiancee is famous.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Song Mangmang and Wenwen discussed and put on a mask when dancing.

At 8 o'clock, the party officially announced the start of the party. Wenwen handed it to Song Mangmang in her performance dress, "Mangmang, change into clothes, you are going to show up."

Although Song Mangmang was mentally prepared, he knew that this dance costume would be more sexy... but this dance costume... was more sexy than she thought.

She didn't take it right away.

Wenwen urged, "Mangmang, think about the reward!"

Yes... Chengcheng's life requires this amount of money. Why is she still pretentious? It is better to make money by dancing with her own labor than to sleep with her body and exchange for money!

Song Mangmang took the dance costume, quickly changed into it, then walked out with a slightly blushing face.

Wenwen looked at her slender waist, her skirt covered her thighs, revealing her two slender white legs, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

It was by chance that she would see Song Mangmang dancing pole dance in a bar abroad, which made her unforgettable at first sight, and she would only remember her this time.

Wenwen clenched her fists and encouraged her: "Mangmang, come on!"

"Thank you." Song Mangmang smiled back.

She took a deep breath, put on her mask, and walked onto the stage with graceful steps.

As the music started, Song Mangmang held the steel pipe in his hand, jumped gracefully, hooked the steel pipe with long legs, and his beautiful figure rotated into a graceful curve.

The force was just right, and every movement seemed to be jumping in everyone's heart. Her dance was not gorgeous, but instead brought a kind of fairy spirit that directly focused everyone's attention on her.

After the dance, the applause was like a tide.

Song Mangmang returned to the backstage with a light breath. Wenwen came up and said, "Mangmang, you are dancing so well!"
Chapter completed!