On both sides of Moonlight Avenue where the bar is located, neon lights flicker, and a variety of styles of bars and clubs stand side by side, making it one of the most bustling areas for nightlife in the city.
It is said that the bar owner is a woman with a cold and alluring temperament, named Crescent Moon, which is also the namesake of the bar.
The clamorous music faintly comes through the heavy soundproof door.
In the narrow but fairly clean staff lounge at the back of the bar, Fang Qingyu changed into a set of uniform provided by the bar.
Black slim-fit trousers, a white shirt with dark patterns, and a well-fitted black vest over it.
Fang Qingyu looked at himself in the mirror, his expression somewhat dazed.
Speaking of which, he had quite a fate with the bar, having worked part-time as security there before.
And it was in the bar that he started his first profession, thus embarking on the extraordinary path...
