Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 208

"So generous?" My mother asked, doubting me.

"To reward Aunt Yun."

"You're one of the few with a conscience."

Of course I have a conscience. What would I need those women for?

"What about the losses from not opening the store for the past two days?" they asked guiltily.

I was completely convinced. No wonder he came to see me. I took out a piece of white paper and wrote two strokes: "Here you go."

Satisfied, the two left hand in hand.

I was rushing to draw up the sketches and work on a solution to deal with the transgender people.

As the flowers were in full bloom, I extended an invitation to the transvestite—inviting him to a gathering at Yanxiao Tower.

I was sure I only invited him, but then A, B, C, (Qianqing, Zimo, and Chouqian) followed.

I ignored them and greeted the transvestite: "The arrival of Young Master Yao Yao brings glory to my humble shop and ensures your lasting fame."

"You flatter me." Yao Yao bowed to me in a businesslike manner, and I extended my hand to him, using both modern and ancient etiquette interchangeably.

"please."

"Please, Ziyi."

We lifted our feet at the same time, stepped in at the same time, smiled at the same time, and simultaneously guessed each other's intentions. We habitually came in and closed the door behind us. Just as I kicked the door open, Qianqing—bang—kicked it open: "There's someone in the back!"

I quickly bowed and apologized. "Come on in, don't cause trouble."

The transvestite, Qianqing, Zimo, and Chouqian stood blankly at the door, forgetting to go inside.

I proudly straightened my back. You little fool, aren't you? Purely modern audio-visual packaging, the flashlight is composed of 1,768 luminous pearls, colorful and creating a unique atmosphere;

On the large stage, there are musical instruments that do not exist in this era. A hundred musicians stand in perfect unison, ready to perform.

Dozens of beautiful women dressed in cheongsams walked through it;

The round bar counter, inlaid with platinum, glitters and shines;

All the seats were replaced with bar stools and soft leather sofas.

The wind chimes on the roof tinkle and jingle, whispering their secrets to each other...

"How about it, please?"

Yao Yao snapped out of her daze, suppressed her surprise, and followed me inside.

They led him to the seat of honor, a seat specially reserved for him in the entire hall.

The demon looked at Qianqing, knowing the difference between ruler and subject, and dared not enjoy it alone. Qianqing shook his head, and the demon took his seat.

I glanced at Qianqing, gave him a friendly look, and said, "You'd better know your place and not linger."

I stepped onto the stage, and even without a microphone, I could make my voice the only one echoing in the hall (money really does make things easier): "Welcome, Mr. Transvestite, to this 'Brotherly Righteousness' event, which we have specially organized for you despite your busy schedule. On behalf of the Central Committee, the people, and the fundamental interests of the broadest masses of the people, I welcome you!"

He bowed and stood up. Why wasn't there applause? "Clap!"

Clap! -- Clap! -- Clap -- Applause erupts, I wave, the applause stops:

"I hope that the performances of all the ladies will bring a smile to the face of the great transvestite prince. If Yanxiaolou is fortunate enough to preserve your heroic spirit, we will surely surpass Fu Nuan, step out of Dongqing, and go to the world!"

No response. "Applause."

*Smack!* -- *Smack!* -- *Smack!*

"Stop." An eerie silence followed.

"Now I declare the show open! Applause!"

*Smack!* -- *Smack!*

"Play the music!" The sounds of drums, pipa, piano, erhu, xiao, qin, and violin rose together. A magnificent opening anthem was played (anything incoherent is fine, since they won't understand it anyway).

The first to appear is Nuya, the most beautiful courtesan in Yanxiaolou.

Dressed in a splendid gown, adorned with blooming lilies, she performed a solo throughout the entire show:

Giving you my everything, you are the only bet I'll ever make in this life.

Only a few years remain

It allows me to give my all without any regrets.

I'm afraid you'll be sad, I'm afraid you'll cry.

I'm afraid you'll be lonely, I'm afraid you'll be confused.

The journey through the mortal world is long and arduous.

I can be there day and night

I'll give you my way

You are the footsteps I keep walking through my life.

Let me create a sky