Maxim, wearing girlish attire, hit the stage. At that time, he was placed in the public crowd as a special dancer.
Both male and female clients howled in excitement as Maxim glided onto the pole, doing his usual moves, and waited for the money to shower on him.
After Maxim's performance, paper money danced in the air and fell on his feet as he bowed. He seductively collected the money before he went backstage.
"It's good money for a thirty-minute performance," Maxim whispered as he stuffed the paper money in his bag. He was about to rest when Daniel approached him with a sly smile.
"Hey, Maxim," Daniel said playfully. His body was swinging on the side, and his excitement was evident in his eyes.
"What is it?" Maxim raised an eyebrow, knowing Daniel would ask him to do something he might not like.
"Silent tongues are capable of unspeakable things."