Chapter 3 Why Give You Money

In Chen Nuo's hurry, the dance was finally finished, and after the music ended, she immediately returned to the backstage, wrapped tightly in her coat.

"Miss Chen, congratulations, someone gave you a crown. ”

The foreman walked in and said with a smile, "Come out with me to receive the award!"

That's the tipping rule of the bar, and one crown is equivalent to 50,000, which is the highest tip.

The dancer who receives the crown needs to come on stage to receive the award and ...... Drink with the tipping guest.

The guest was very young, less than thirty years old, with short black hair, round-framed gold glasses, and his facial features were not particularly good-looking, but they were all very clean.

But on his lap, there was a hot woman, and before Chen Nuo passed, the two were kissing.

Seeing Chen Nuo, the man pulled the woman away a little, and after looking Chen Nuo up and down, he smiled, "You are the one who danced on the stage just now, right?"

Chen Nuo slowly picked up the wine, "Yes...... Thank you, thank you for the tip. ”

Her words were extremely blunt.

The man just laughed, "No, just drink it and leave." ”

Chen Nuo couldn't ask for it, and after a mouthful, he turned around and left.

The man's laughter came from behind, a little harsh.

Before returning to the backstage, Chen Nuo glanced in the direction of Wen Henian, and he was no longer there.

It should have left.

This is his bar, he said, let her work here to pay off her debts, in what way, it doesn't matter.

And what Chen Nuo needs most now is money.

For the crown of 50,000 yuan, Chen Nuo can get a dividend of 5,000.

But this is far from enough for the one million required by the cemetery.

After that day, Chen Nuo would dance on the stage every night, the fabric of her clothes became less and less, the same was her stiff expression and movements, and the man's reward.

Chen Nuo could only receive a reward from him alone.

One crown per day.

When Chen Nuo toasted him, he never said much, just let Chen Nuo drink and leave.

A week passed quickly.

Chen Nuo already got a lot of money in her hand, which also made the other dancers blush, but it was less than one-tenth of the money she needed.

After receiving a call from the cemetery again, Chen Nuo decided to take a gamble.

After she toasted the man as usual, Chen Nuo didn't leave directly, and stood there, "Mr. Su." ”

She'd heard people call him that.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Huh?"

"I can...... Do I want you to do anything?"

Chen Nuo's words were harsh, and his hand tightly grasped the skirt on his body.

Say. ”

"You can ...... Loan me some money?"

"Oh, how much do you want?"

His tone was relaxed, and Chen Nuo's heart suddenly ignited hope, and he looked at him, "Nine hundred and fifty thousand, I will definitely return it to you!"

After Chen Nuo's words were finished, the man didn't react, but the woman next to him laughed, "Little sister, do you know what you're talking about?"

Chen Nuo knows.

Incomparably clear.

But at that time, she could only look for him!

She didn't want her father to be dug out after he died, she just wanted to ...... He was able to have a resting place.

After the man looked her up and down, he said lightly, "Why should I give you this money?"

Chen Nuo's hand was clenched, his fingernails almost sank into his flesh, and the tingling sensation was nothing.

Her voice was in a noisy bar and was quickly drowned out.

But the man heard it clearly.

"I'm still ......," she said. For the first time. ”