One day, all my sisters went shopping. I was lying in bed thinking alone when I suddenly heard a faint sniffling sound in the lower bunk. I got up and got out of bed, but Hong Ling was crying in the quilt. She and I are the only two people in the room. I sleep in the upper berth in the corner. I guess she didn't see me. Otherwise, HongLing will not easily shed tears in front of others. HongLing was a little surprised to see me suddenly jump out of bed, then turned to the wall and stopped crying, but his body was still sobbing. I said, "Sister Hong Ling, what's the matter?" I thought it was the inflammation she said last time, so I said, "What's wrong with you again?" HongLing ignored me first, and then shook his head. She didn't tell me the reason until I pressed her again and again. Hong Ling's family belongs to urban residents, and no one in the family has a proper job. In today's society, the most difficult thing in life is not farmers. At least farmers have land to grow. And the zero-employment families in cities and towns like Hong Ling don't even have land to plant, and it's hard to make a living by having some unlucky things in the street stalls. No strength to work, no capital to do business. Hong Ling's father was paraplegic, her mother was laid off, and her grandfather was in a mess. His body is like a mortgage pharmacy, and he needs to put a certain amount of drugs every month. And the only strong worker in the family, her brother, is in prison thousands of miles away, and it is estimated that he will not be released until 1000 years later. To make matters worse, the place where her family used to live was demolished, and now the whole family rents a house outside. After the demolition, the rental subsidy given by the real estate developer to her family was simply not enough for the current rent. And the newly developed house, according to the area, the smallest apartment is 40 to 50 square meters more than her original house. All this means that Hong Ling has to spend five or six thousand yuan every month to support her father's life, her grandfather's medical expenses and the life of the whole family, and she has to find ways to raise hundreds of thousands to change her home.
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All this, all pressure in front of me this woman curled up in the quilt crying, yes, her name is HongLing. Hong Ling, who is famous for her coquettish and unrestrained style, and Hong Ling, who is famous for posing desperately to make money, can pull out a hair in her private parts for 100 yuan! Her monthly income is as low as seven or eight thousand yuan, and when it is good, it exceeds ten thousand yuan. She has gynecological diseases in order to make money, and she often drinks seven meats and eight vegetarian dishes in order to make money.
Hong Ling said, while crying, and finally I cried with her. We cried so badly that we could almost describe it as howling! At first I was sad because of her misfortune, but after crying, I don't know whether it was because of my bitterness or her hardship. In this way, there is only crying in the whole room ... the only sound, simple and sad, pure and far away, reaches my heart and hurts me deeply!
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I remember that month, I squeezed 300 yuan out of my teeth and gave it to Hong Ling. But she didn't say anything. Hong Ling said to me, "I have money, and I still have 20,000 to 30,000 on my card. But I dare not spend it, for fear that I will suddenly have no job and no food. " I know Hong Ling's mood very well. In our line of work, we earn 20 thousand this month and may have no money next month. Unknown and panic about the future will always spread in our hearts. We have no sense of security at all. We have money in hand, but we are afraid that we will lose our income tomorrow. What shall we eat? What to drink? This is actually a manifestation of poverty and fear.
I gave Hong Ling money twice again, but she refused. She said, "Good sister, you need money more. My sister does. " Seeing that she was persistent, I had to give up. I felt much happier than her at that time. Besides a pile of foreign debts, I have a complete and happy home. Although it's just a few broken tile houses with civil structures, it belongs to me. What about her?
Since then, Hong Ling has worked hard to make money. And I am still like that, and my performance commission has been kept in the penultimate place, and my performance is very stable.
At one time, Hong Ling took a few days off and did nothing but lie in the staff room to rest. I asked her what happened. Is something wrong? She secretly said to me, "I went for breast augmentation. Guests often laugh at her small breasts and don't tip."
I looked down and it really changed. She said that after a week's rest, she did not exercise vigorously, and after two weeks, the stitches were gradually removed, and after one month, she was basically normal.
Hong Ling rested for about twenty days and began to work again. At the end of the month, I was called to talk by the business director. The business director is the small leader in charge of liquor sales, in a sense, Li Jie's boss. He called me to my office and said, "Xiao Jing, you have been here for almost half a year. Why is sales still so low? " Your consumption of drinks in private rooms is 30% to 40% lower than that of other employees. I called Sister Li several times, and she always said that you were new and asked me to excuse me. How long do you want me to stay? "
I kept my head down and didn't talk, knowing that Sister Li didn't tell me because I was afraid of embarrassment. Only blush and keep silent. Finally, the business director apportioned: "Give you two more months." The meaning is clear. If you don't improve within two months, you will leave.
Back in the staff room, I cried a lot. Sister Li, Hong Ling and other sisters came to comfort me. I feel horrible. I'm afraid they'll throw me out of the house. What should I do?
Everything is still so confused, so helpless and so difficult. If you go out to look for a job, your monthly salary is more than 1000, and you have to pay the rent in addition to the rent and other expenses. You can send home two or three hundred yuan at most every month. What can that do? A prolific sow contributes more than two or three thousand a year, right? I panicked and didn't know where my future was. What should I do at this rate?
Finally, Sister Li and Hong Ling assured me that they would take care of me. I'm just trying to calm down The next day, Shao Hua bought me some clothes, all of which were sexy, such as large mesh pantyhose, miniskirt, leopard print bra, black dress, perspective dress and so on. Since then, Hong Ling's regulars have come. If you need more than two girls, Hong Ling will definitely call me.
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In desperation, I had to change my style and put on that kind of clothes. When I first put it on, I felt uncomfortable all over. After a while, maybe people around you are dressed like that and get used to it.
The first time I went to drink with Hong Ling, the guests were several businessmen, as if they were making clothes. In the private room, they pulled HongLing to do a body dance. HongLing looked very happy and rubbed against the guests through a thin shirt, which I didn't like very much. After a while, one of the guests came to hold my hand, and I struggled instinctively. Hongling, sitting opposite me, gave me a look, and her ears seemed to remember the words of the business director. Slowly, I closed my eyes, put my hand in the guest's and brought him a glass of wine. I remember very clearly that after drinking, the guest put his hand on my chest and touched my back and said, "You are the best figure to wear our new summer women's dress."
I silently endured everything with tears in my eyes, while Hong Ling secretly patted me and motioned for me to hold on. Fortunately, the lights in the private room were dim and the guests didn't notice. Hong Ling is familiar with these people. The guest not only touched her chest, introduced her to a so-called new bra, but also asked the guest to measure her underwear.
When the guests finally left, I took 200 yuan's tip and Hongling took 400 yuan. Anyone who has done night shows knows that under normal circumstances, only one order can be made in one night. Because all the guests came in prime time and left in the early morning, it was not the second round at all. So my income that day was 200. According to this calculation, I can probably get five or six thousand this month, almost twice as much as before.
That night, I cried silently all night with 200 yuan in my hand. ...
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Later, I often sat with Hong Ling, and there must be me with her in the private room, and there must be her with me in the private room. I also learned the stunt of drinking water like a mountain stream. Mountain running water means holding a cup between the four fingers of your right hand, then bending it 90 degrees, with your right thumb facing your chest, gradually raising your right hand, putting your lips on the cup between your thumb and forefinger, and slowly raising your little finger, so that the wine in the cup above will flow into the next cup one after another, and finally all the wine will flow through the cup at your mouth and drink four cups at a time. Hong Ling told me that this is the fastest way to drink. When drinking, we should shake our hands properly and let the wine spill, so that we can drink fast and drink less.
Slowly, I also have guests who like me and regular customers. Many guests come directly to turn over my work number plate. Corporate executives will never pity me again, but my income is still far behind that of Hong Ling. ...
In the first month after changing the style, I sent nearly 4000 yuan, maybe 3000 yuan, I forgot. After all, it's too long. But I still clearly remember that my mother called happily in a brisk voice. She said happily, "Daughter, there is hope at home. Everyone is very happy. My daughter has made a promise. " I'm glad to hear that, too. Our family has been unhappy because we are burdened with huge foreign debts. People who have never had such a heavy burden may not understand this invisible oppression. In the eyes of others, a small sum of money, even a meal for the rich, is an insurmountable difficulty in my family. The suffocating pressure is a burden that can change my life.
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My mother and I are very happy when we answer the phone. But when I hung up the phone, my heart was crying silently ... This little happiness may not even be happiness, but a vague hope for the future. This feeling is really hard-won for our family.
On that day, I invited Sister Li, Hong Ling and Pearl to eat hot pot for the first time. They usually take care of me the most. At that time, I just thought that Hong Ling was sitting next to me to take care of me. Later, I learned that there were other reasons.
In the next two months, my monthly income is also around 6000, which is very stable. Slowly, the burden on the shoulders gradually lightened, and there was no constraint and anxiety. Sometimes the panic and confusion that spread from the bottom of my heart still linger. I don't know how to eliminate these at the root.
Life is still like this.
In a blink of an eye, on the eve of the Spring Festival, some sisters have already left for home for the New Year. Sisters who go home early for the Spring Festival are generally sisters with light pressure burden, and generally only accompany the wine without introduction. Sisters who refuse to go home for a long time are mostly sisters who are under great economic pressure or indifferent to their families.
I was going to go back, but Hong Ling said to me, "Now the Spring Festival is coming, business is booming, and there are fewer sisters. Why go home? Hurry to make money! "
I looked at the two or three thousand yuan on the card. Apart from the round-trip fare, there is not much left. I thought it was right, so I stayed.
On the eve of the Spring Festival, business is really hot, and even the usual free lunch time often has guests. I sometimes go to the private room alone and spend most of my time with Hong Ling.
One day at noon, someone in the private room was looking for a girl, and the two sisters were still sleeping. I went, only one guest, and I was not picky about me. This guy ordered a table of wine and sang and drank. After he sang Deric Wan's "You Stole My Woman", he turned to me and asked, "What's your name?" I said, "Xiao Jing."
He drank a glass of wine and said, "Xiao Jing? Hehe, drink it yourself. We are both very casual. " If it were six months ago, I would be silent. But in the last two or three months, I got much bolder and said to him, "Let's drink together. What wine do you drink alone? " He waved his hand and said, "Help yourself. I have a moderate amount of alcohol.
Then he started singing again and ignored me. "
After listening to him sing "Looking Back" and "Pearl of the Orient", I can't help but forget the name of another song. He said to him, "Let's drink together. What are you drinking alone, old man? " . Let me show you a mountain stream. "
Say that finish, I picked up four glasses of wine and gulped it down. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Suit yourself. I just want to hear me sing and be with me. I am afraid of loneliness. "
I always find it strange to hear that. I have never seen such a guest. I find it boring to watch him drink while singing. After a while, he was slightly drunk. I counted the bottles on the table, but he only drank five or six. It seems that the amount of alcohol is really average.
After singing "Sleepless on a Lonely Pillow", he kept drinking, drank two or three bottles, and actually cried. I'm at a loss. The first time I met such a timid man, I was too lazy to pay attention. He suddenly said to himself, I've been out for four years and I haven't been home yet. My wife ran away with someone, and my son may not even know him. What's the point of that home? ...
He suddenly took out a hundred dollars and said to me, "Come on, go out, I want to be quiet." I thought he was crazy, so I took out the money myself. This is the easiest consumption I have ever earned. Every once in a while, there will be such a freak.
On one occasion, some people got drunk and gave out a pile of money to the audience, while others were very stingy. They tip girls before drinking and go back when they are drunk. It's always strange to have everything.
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Slowly, I also summed up the rules. The most profitable private room is the room where officials are invited to handle affairs. As long as the girl can entertain the host and guest well after she goes in, the boss who entertains you will give you a lot of money. One of my sisters took a tip of 2000 yuan at a time in such a room. Followed by the business room, I met the boss and the negotiations went smoothly. In a good mood, there are also big red envelopes distributed. The poorest are colleagues' meeting rooms, birthday rooms, etc. Generally, the maximum is 100 yuan.
During that time, I was so innocent, and my income was much higher than usual. I occasionally think of home, and I feel lonely, but when I think of the poverty at home, I will try my best to make money.
Once I went to a private room with Hong Ling. After I went in, a group of men who looked like gangsters were hungry and groped around. Hong Ling didn't care, but I was uncomfortable. Listening to the guests chatting, it seems that this group of people went gambling and won some money. They were all very happy and generous, and asked for two bottles of red wine, 1888 yuan.
There are five or six of them, one is singing and the others are drinking. Among them, holding Hong Ling's black suit is the most rogue, and pulling Hong Ling's collar down with his teeth. Although the little man holding me is more honest than a black suit, he is not a good man either. The middle finger of my right hand kept rubbing back and forth in the middle of my ass, so I had to take his hand away from time to time. I got up and went to the bathroom to avoid his salted fish hand.
I hid in the toilet for about half an hour before I went out. When I went out, I saw a group of people in the private room hall, black suits and small people, each with a glass of wine in the middle. Hong Ling squatted in the middle of the circle and looked up at five or six people around with his mouth open. They took turns holding a glass of wine, high above them, and slowly forgot Hong Ling's mouth. HongLing took the wine with his mouth and swallowed it directly. A group of men poured wine into Hongling's mouth one by one. After drinking a glass of wine, they stuffed one hundred dollars into Hongling's hand. I have no choice. I went to the black suit and said, "Brother, why don't you find some girls who are willing to play?" I didn't want to blacken my suit, so I smiled and said, "Yes, yes, find it quickly! Give me two hundred dollars. "
I went out to find some sisters who came out. Everyone in the black suit chose one, touched them and took them away. The scene at that time was no different from picking animals!