Chapter 4: I Heard That My Sister Used to Work as an Oiran (5)
"Work?"
What else can a woman do when she comes to work in the Qinglou?
But judging from past experience, who doesn't come quietly and with a "I have something unspeakable", is there anyone who is so open-minded?
The attendant was slightly stunned, but quickly came back to his senses. He motioned for Yueberry to go and report it, and Banzhu Xianggong replied: "Our old bustard invites you to go in and talk in detail." β
The moment you step into the Golden Lock Pavilion, you feel as if you have arrived in another world. In the eye, there is a large piece of moon-white gauze curtains, flying up with the gusts of fragrant wind, and the sound of music, fat powder, and wine fragrance come over in wisps, stimulating people's senses.
For those who are looking for fun, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a fairyland on earth.
Yueberry followed the attendant around into an accomodation, and an elderly woman inside smiled and waved her hand when she saw her, and the attendant retreated.
"Call me Mother Spring." This old bustard is obviously well-informed, she snorted the berries without a trace, and said, "The girl's clothes are also silk and satin, I'm afraid that she came to our Golden Lock Pavilion because of her anger, so think about it more." β
This is a polite refusal.
Yueberry is not angry or annoyed, a pair of beautiful eyes are clear and flowing, and the cheeks are slightly pear vortex, very pure and sweet.
But as she tilted her head and grinned, a thick ruffian aura appeared for no reason, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in No. 439's heart.
Sure enough, in the next second, the Yueberry was shocking as soon as she exited, and she said slowly: "I'm here to be an Oiran, just put a name, how much is this name, I'm willing to pay a price to buy it." β
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Mother Chun almost had a big question mark on her forehead.
Yueberry's domineering posture made her stunned in place, and suddenly, Mother Chun felt that this girl didn't seem to be here to do any oiran, but to become some kind of generous prostitute.
No. 439's jaw was about to fall in shock: "Little berry, I won't take you to play like this!" You're cheating! β
Yueberry didn't even bother to give it a corner of the eye, just smiled and looked at Mother Chun.
What she pursues is to achieve her goals in the simplest way possible.
And this body, as the most favored descendant of the hidden family, has proper gold, silver, jewelry, and cultivation resources. Lack of anything, that is, lack of money. What can be solved with money, then it is not a problem.
But I'm afraid I won't fulfill her wish so easily.
Anyway, try it and don't need money, don't ask for nothing.
"I wonder what Mom thinks?" The jade finger tapped lightly on the desk for a while, and the berry pear vortex was trapped, looking innocent, but after looking at it for a long time, it became more and more like a little fox with a bad heart.
"The girl is very unconventional and unconventional."
It took a long time for Mother Chun to find her voice: "I'm not the head of the Golden Lock Pavilion, and I still need to report such a thing to the above." β
Her somewhat cloudy eyes looked deeply at the bright face of the girl in front of her.
It's not that Bilberry is narcissistic, this face is really good-looking. A pair of oblique phoenix eyes are as clear and seductive as the stars and the moon, a delicate nose, pink cheeks are slightly dizzy, and dripping cherry-like coveted red lips.
The capital is indeed sufficient, but unfortunately, they have never used those people whose backgrounds are unknown and cannot be trusted.
"That's right."
Yue Berry bowed his head clearly, as if he looked a little regretful.
It's like when you are interviewing, people tell you "we will consider you, and we will contact you in a few days", and nine times out of ten you will refuse.
In fact, she also expected that the Oiran of a green building was actually equivalent to its faΓ§ade, and the Golden Lock Pavilion was made to such a scale as famous in the capital today, and there must be big people behind it.
Big shots, it's definitely not a problem that can be solved with money. The hidden value of a well-run green house, such as the information spit out by various customers indulging in the gentle township, makes the value of the Golden Lock Pavilion far exceed the function of making money.
So even a small Oiran will not make a hasty decision.