"My lady, you've finally returned!" Shouted Manager Yu as he clumsily sprinted towards Wen He backstage like a sweaty bear. "President Lin from Shang Ran Corp. has been anticipating you! He's going to throw a tantrum if you don't go now." 

"President Lin?" Wen He frowned in bewilderment, "Isn't that the loaded dork who wants to be my sugar daddy by giving me a million dollars per month?"

"Yes!"

Wen He sighed, her eyes went wry, "Haven't I told you a gazillion times before? To never take his request for me, I'm not performing for him, never again?"

Who likes that porky dork who can't even watch his mouth? I nearly wanted to castrate him with my fist if it wasn't Manager Yu who stormed into the room in time.

"Can't help it—he pays a lot…" Said Manager Yu pitifully, "He's both rich and authoritative, not someone who could be stopped by an ordinary folk like me. I think all the wealthy men there are aware that you sell nothing else than your dance. So—he can't do anything to you as l