”Ten percent…” Lyla did not hold back and answered right away.
Morine did a little math when he heard that.
He nodded and said, “10% is pretty good. If your clients spend 10,000 here, you’ll earn 1,000 dollars a night and then 30,000 dollars in a month, which is more than what most ordinary people earn.”
Lyla saved 200,000 for herself in a few months, which was pretty normal if you calculated it that way.
It was indeed profitable to be a hostess, but you would get a bad reputation, and it was easy to put yourself in danger.
Lyla said helplessly, “How did you calculate it that way? Morine, my clients usually won’t spend as much as 10,000 dollars. I’m already laughing up my sleeve if they spent 3,000 or 4,000 dollars.”
“Most people who come to nightclubs are poor. There are very few rich people like you. Besides, rich people are difficult. Even if someone rich came here, I’m not necessarily the one to accompany them, and I don’t want to accompany them.”
Nirina said, “You’ve made enough money. The most important thing now is to finish college safely and get a proper job.”
“Dr. Lennon, there you go again. You’re not my father. Why do you care about me so much…” Lyla said sweetly, holding Nirina’s arm.
Just then, an alluring woman of 24 or 25 years old walked over, accompanied by a young man.
The woman passed by and saw Lyla wrapping her arms around Nirina’s arm.
She sneered and said, “Lyla, did you call your friend to back you up again? You keep ripping off your acquaintances. Aren’t you afraid you’ll be alone in the future?”
The woman glanced at Nirina and Morine again and said with a sneer, “You two should take it easy. Don’t force it to save face. The drinks in our nightclub are expensive. Be careful that you’ll go broke and leave here naked after paying with everything you own.”
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