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Chapter 62 Part-time job

Zeng Yang got up in the morning and walked to the living room on tiptoes. It was not because he was afraid of making noise that would affect his children, but because it was good for his body and mind.

She came to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, looked at the sunshine outside the window, and felt that her mood was better. She practiced the exercises casually, stretched her muscles, and then went to wake up the two children.

The two children go to nearby kindergartens, one in the middle class and one in early childhood education. She drops them off in the morning and is picked up by the nanny Aunt Wang in the evening.

"Kids, wake up." On the big bed in Zeng Yang's master bedroom, there were two children sleeping in an unsteady state.

"I still want to sleep." My brother rubbed his eyes, "Is it okay if I don't go?"

My sister also rubbed her eyes and said, "Sleepy."

"Little ones, mommy will buy you something delicious tonight."

"don't want."

Incentives and inducements had no effect, so Zeng Yang had no choice but to "coerce", "Get up, you two little lazy bugs. Whoever gets up last will get a spanking."

Both children got up and were brushing their teeth in the toilet, staggering and swaying one by one.

After washing up, it was time to eat. One of them ate all over himself and refused to eat. When it was time to change clothes, it was even more troublesome. This one was dressed, the other one lay down, the other one was helped up, and the other one was acting recklessly.

After finally sending her two children to school, Zeng Yang could go home and take a breather. She would check her account balance every day. Although this made her anxious, it also made her motivated. Millions of cash in Haishi

In a city where "the sun rises and gold rises," how long can a mother and her son sit on their own for a long time?

Zeng Yang looked through the online job recruitment. She couldn't always count on Shen Yiren, she had to do something. If the price of that house couldn't be negotiated, she would have to find another store, which might take a long time. If she could find some part-time dancing

She can perform, and she can still make some money.

After searching, she actually found one. The agency was looking for dancers. Zeng Yang saw it and decided to try it out for himself.

She put on makeup and beautiful clothes. She took the bus, took the subway, and arrived at the address written on the recruitment notice.

The address is on the third floor of an older office building. There is a sign hanging at the door: Xixiangfeng Performance Company.

"Happy reunion?" Zeng Yang looked at the environment and the name, and didn't want to join. What kind of team is this? A wedding party? A performance group going to the countryside? There were questions in her mind.

It happened that the door opened, and a bearded man came out to throw away the garbage. He looked at Zeng Yang and took a puff of his cigarette, "What are you doing? Are you applying for a job?"

Zeng Yang nodded.

"That girl is pretty, come here." The man waved to Zeng Yang.

Zeng Yang forced himself in, but she left the door open.

The man saw it, smiled, and said nothing.

"We are recruiting dancers, mainly for outdoor performances. There are some in the city and some from outside the city. Can you do it?"

"It's not too far, the child is still young." Zeng Yang refused.

"You all have children?" The man shook his head. He looked at Zeng Yang carefully and said, "I'm quite satisfied with the image and all. If you have children, you won't be able to get away with it."

"Taking acupoints?" Zeng Yang suddenly felt as if he had traveled ten years in time. Aren't they all talking about business performances now?

"Then forget it." Zeng Yang stood up and prepared to leave.

"No, let's talk again." The man asked, "Is it OK in the city?"

"What kind of performance is there in the city?" Zeng Yang asked.

"Shopping mall event." The man said, "There is one tonight. The action is not difficult, just dance next to it. One of the actors has sprained his ankle."

"How much?"

"I like direct people. Your image..." The man looked Zeng Yang up and down and said, "For the first time, I will increase it to three hundred for you. If you are good, you may increase it, but if you are not good, you will not survive in the future.

"

"Okay." Zeng Yang agreed.

The mall was crowded with people at night. On the stage in the lobby on the first floor, there were five beauties dancing dynamically.

Of course there is no Zeng Yang here.

Dance troupes usually work together, and even if there is a problem with the performers, there is always a backup. Zeng Yang is the ten people under the stage holding bouquets and jumping around.

The shorts and vest made Zeng Yang's good figure particularly conspicuous. Some people first started recording the dance on stage, but later they switched to filming Zeng Yang.

Zeng Yang was very uncomfortable, but she endured it. There was another thing that made her even more panicked. The project she participated in today was a promotion for a fitness club.

This fitness club provides fitness, yoga, and some dance programs, such as belly dance, jazz dance, and Latin dance.

A person who was going to open a training school was jumping up and down with bouquets of flowers to help another website. She felt mixed emotions.

After the dance, Zeng Yang could finally change her clothes. She changed back into her own clothes and took 200 yuan given by a girl from the agency.

"Isn't it three hundred?" Zeng Yang asked.

"Doesn't the lunch cost free?" The little girl looked at Zeng Yang's brand name and didn't feel good about it. She was not happy when she heard that the man gave Zeng Yang 300 yuan.

The man who was interviewing in the morning didn't know how much Zeng Yang's clothes were worth, but the little girl did.

"How about you experience life and play with us? A suit costs more than 10,000 yuan! You wear a Burberry windbreaker and earn 300 yuan a night?"

Zeng Yang didn't resist and put the money in her pocket. She rarely ate dinner, so she grabbed the lunch box, split open the chopsticks hard, sat on the stool and started eating.

A box of scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts and a piece of fried fish cost 100 yuan. She definitely wanted to "try it". At the same time, she didn't want to talk nonsense with the little girl anymore.

"Sister." A girl in her twenties next to her asked, "What do you do?"

"Me?" Zeng Yang said, "I teach dance."

"You must be a dance teacher. Then why do you want to take this job from us?" The girl laughed, "I'm new here, so I can't rely on it. I don't have any jobs to do. They're all part-time jobs. If there's no good job, I'll have to do it.

I went to the nightclub to dance. I have to make money!"

Zeng Yang smiled: "Me too. I just came here and am looking for a job. How about you take care of me more?"

"Sister, stop joking." The girl smiled sweetly, "Although I don't know how much your outfit is worth, but the 'stingy guy' just got so angry that it can't be cheap."

"I don't have much money now." Zeng Yang said, "But I'm not afraid of starting from scratch."

"Sister, you are awesome!" the girl said, "If you have a good job, remember me. My name is Yu Yanyan."

"Zeng Yang." Zeng Yang said, "What is your phone number? Please leave one."

"Okay." Yu Yanyan left a phone number for Zeng Yang.

"It's really easy for me to find." Shen Yiren's voice came. She used to walk in shows all the year round, but now she still has a bit of "professional inertia", and it feels like walking on the flat ground.

"Why are you here?" Zeng Yang asked.

"You left me an address, of course I have to come and have a look." Shen Yiren looked at the lunch box, "Is it cold? Stop eating, I'll treat you."

"One hundred yuan a box." Zeng Yang said in a deliberately high voice, and she also looked at the "stingy" little girl just now.

The little girl looked at Shen Yiren and became even more jealous. She couldn't even compare to Shen Yiren's appearance.

Zeng Yang's performance made Shen Yiren look at the little girl, with an unnatural look of murderous intent in his eyes.

When the little girl saw Shen Yiren's temperament, she didn't dare to offend him and pretended to talk to others.

"Have you encountered any cheating?" Shen Yiren smiled, "This is not what you should do."

"Girl, I can bend and stretch." Zeng Yang deliberately walked past the trash can next to him without throwing it away, and threw the lunch box into the trash can next to "Stingy Guy".

Zeng Yang walked up to Yu Yanyan and snatched her rice. "Don't eat it either, it's cold. I'll take you to eat."

"Oh." Yu Yanyan picked up her things and followed Zeng Yang without any thought.

"The house has been decided." Shen Yiren said as he walked: "Sixteen million."

"Oh?" Zeng Yang's heart dropped. "Then..."

"Let's start working." Shen Yiren said: "Sign the contract tomorrow. But you have to sign it."

"Why?" Zeng Yang asked.
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