Chapter 59: Lu Yanshen Has Arrived

"Sorry, boss, we don't have any." the female manager replied.

"Then forget it."

Xie Wantang relaxed her stiff body, leaning against the soft sofa behind her.

"Okay."

After the manager left, Xu Yanqiu came over: "How come, have you been here before? Any old acquaintances among the male models?"

Seeing Xu Yanqiu's gossipy expression, Xie Wantang felt amused.

"I was just asking for someone."

Xie Wantang could only say that much.

Other than that, she couldn't tell Xu Yanqiu.

Xu Yanqiu is someone who knows boundaries; hearing Xie Wantang say that, she understood.

As she said, Xie Wantang is such a good girl; no matter how you look at it, she doesn't seem like a veteran who frequents these places of pleasure.

Moreover, she suddenly asked her to bring her to such a place, so she guessed she didn't come of her own volition.

Indeed, she was helping someone else.

She came here to look for a male model named An sen.

As for what happened to that male model, Xu Yanqiu wasn't curious either.

Soon, the female manager brought in over a dozen male models, had them line up, for Xie Wantang and Xu Yanqiu to pick from.

The two women exchanged a glance; their thoughts were utterly clear to each other.

Indeed, times have changed; before, they only ever saw such scenes on TV, except on TV those high-and-mighty guests were all men, in sharp suits, looking like human beings but acting like dogs.

Back then, they never imagined that when they grew up, their roles could actually be swapped.

Whether male or female, as long as you have money, there's nothing you can't achieve.

Over a dozen male models, each a walking hormone.

1.8 meters tall, eight-pack abs, his gaze seductive enough to be deadly.

Xu Yanqiu inwardly wailed, "Wow, what a waste of heavenly gifts!"

With such fine quality, how can they lack ambition?

But without such fine quality, standing here would only earn the bosses' disdain.

Which boss would pick misshapen melons and cracked dates, spending money just to invite trouble?

What a contradiction.

Xu Yanqiu's eyes darted back and forth over them, then she gritted her teeth and picked the one on the far left of the first row: "Him."

"Okay, Jie ke si, serve the boss well." the female manager told that person.

"Will do, manager." Jie ke si walked over to Xu Yanqiu with ease.

Making Xu Yanqiu so excited she didn't know how to react, the female manager saw her reaction and realized they didn't come often, perhaps it was their first time.

And the reason she had just stopped her to ask about An sen was merely to cover up their embarrassment at being first-timers here.

The female manager had seen such customers before.

"And the boss?" the female manager asked Xie Wantang.

"That one." Xie Wantang then pointed, indicating the one on the far left of the second row, the male model behind Jie ke si who kept his head down.

"Li ao, greet the boss well."

"Yes, manager."

The male models who weren't picked just left like that.

Li ao sat beside Xie Wantang, Xie Wantang wore a serious, earnest expression; when Li ao moved to get close, she told him: "Go sit over there."

"... Okay, boss."

Xu Yanqiu felt embarrassed—no, her dear had come here to request a male model, and the model's initiative to approach her was part of his job; why put on such a stern face?

Xu Yanqiu knew how to pamper male models even better than she did.

Have Jie ke si perform a talent.

Jie ke si could sing, so Xu Yanqiu gladly let him grab the microphone, and they eagerly started picking songs.

"Dear, relax; we're here just to have fun." Before Xu Yanqiu was dragged by Jie ke si to pick songs, she didn't forget to turn and tell Xie Wantang.

"Just enjoy yourself."

In other words, she didn't need to worry about how she was.

"Boss, want some fruit?" Li ao took a clear plastic fork, speared a seedless watermelon chunk, and brought it to Xie Wantang's lips.

"Thanks, I don't eat." Xie Wantang politely declined, "May I ask you a few questions? I'll tip you."

"Sure." Li ao put the watermelon flesh in his own mouth and tossed the fork.

"Short on money?" Xie Wantang asked with a smile, her first question.

"Yeah, boss, if you're not short on money, who wouldn't come here?"

Xie Wantang nodded, "Mm, that's right."

"Do you male models stay at one club, or rotate among several?"

"It depends; if no one books you for three straight months, you switch clubs; if after switching three clubs you still get no bookings, you'll be asked to quit."

"Oh, that's not easy for you either."

"Yeah, nothing's easy."

"Are there male models who get lots of bookings but then suddenly quit, or even leave without saying goodbye?"

"There are some."

"How common is that?"

"Boss, you... aren't a cop, are you?" Leo was still quite alert.

This question just happened to be heard by Xu Yanqiu, who had come over for drinks and fruit, and she interjected: "Young man, you don't know this, but this is MrsLu, the wife of Lu Yanshen, the young head of the Lu Clan Group."

"You know her?"

"Sorry, sorry." Leo immediately corrected himself, then seriously answered Xie Wantang's question: "Not much."

"Hmm."

Xie Wantang nodded, then finally asked about the duration and price of the minimum consumption for the male models in this private room; when the time was up, she straightforwardly went to pay and leave.

As they were leaving, Xu Yanqiu still felt a bit unsatisfied.

Standing at the club entrance, Leo and Jie ke si saw them out; Xu Yanqiu still reluctantly touched Jie ke si's abs, and the feeling was truly bouncy.

Seeing Xie Wantang ask Leo questions all night, she felt his abs were so nice, yet she didn't touch them at all.

What a pity.

They paid the money, and it's damn expensive, yet in the end they didn't enjoy any perks.

How uneconomical that is.

"Baby, you really won't touch it even once?" Xu Yanqiu coaxed.

Leo, being savvy, stepped over and said, "Boss, you can still touch."

……

Xie Wantang perfunctorily reached out and brushed it.

Just that brief touch was frozen in time.

Xie Wantang didn't know, and Xu Yanqiu didn't know either.

The two female friends took a taxi back to Yu Jing Zun Di.

For three consecutive days, Xie Wantang went to different clubs, requested different male models, and asked the same question.

In terms of gains, it seemed there wasn't much gain.

This group, after all, isn't particularly well-received or noticed.

The names that male models have in clubs are also fake, often just code names.

Between male models, it's probably hard to have deep camaraderie, so not knowing anything when asked is also normal.

However, Xie Wantang did not give up.

On the fourth night, she went to another club with Xu Yanqiu again.

Upon entering the private room, Xie Wantang's first question, as before, was to ask the manager whether they had a male model named An sen.

This time, An sen had some leads.

"Yes, but he quit a week ago."

"He quit? A week ago?"

Xie Wantang stood up excitedly.

Possibly because her emotions were too excited, her abdomen cramped a bit.

Xie Wantang quickly reached out to rub it.

At that moment, the male models summoned by the manager via ear mic were walking into the private room one after another; Xu Yanqiu beside them stared wide‑eyed, almost drooling.

Even after following Xie Wantang around for three days, she was still that naïve, inexperienced type.

The next second, upon seeing the one at the end of the male model line, Xie Wantang's eyes also widened instantly.