Who would want a part-time job at a nightclub? No one, unless they were desperate for cash. Qiao Yu bit her lip. "Did you forget, Mr. Bo? You're the one who got me fired. Now, no company in the industry will touch me. I need money to survive. If I can't even take a part-time job, I'll be on the streets by tomorrow." Bo Hanshi just watched her, a flicker of confusion in his eyes. A month ago, he'd