Under the neon lights, the city's deepest desires and humanity are hidden in the bustling shopping malls. I, a "male mommy" who has been struggling in this circle, my daily life is to deal with all kinds of wealthy businessmen and singing girls with different personalities. Arranging private rooms, resolving disputes, dealing with emotional debts, and even guarding against the overt and covert attacks of peers.
From being forced to hold back the drinks for the girls under my command, to seeing through the scheming rich young man's tricks, I stood by and watched indifferently in these emotional and ethical whirlpools, but I was deeply involved. Those girls who collapsed in the middle of the night, those twisted souls in front of money, intertwined into a bizarre ukiyo-e.
In this Vanity Fair, where even sincerity can be clearly priced, should I just follow the crowd and become a puppet of capital, or should I wade through this quagmire and create my own rules? As night falls, the show has just begun...
