Big people are playing all kinds of games, and small people also need to survive.


    Jenny is a young girl from Arkansas. She is young and beautiful. She thinks she is very capable. She wants applause and cheers. Regardless of the opposition of her family, she rushes into the Vanity Fair of Hollywood with indomitable momentum.


    Unfortunately, the ideal is still ideal after all. The tragedy of reality made her head broken and bleeding. Let alone being a big star in Hollywood, she didn''t even touch the door of Hollywood. She can only do some drinking and dancing at night.


    In the early morning, Miss Jenny walked alone on her way back with heavy makeup, cheap clothes and skirts and high heels in her hand.


    "Gina, you stupid pig! Be your worker! You''ll regret it when I become a big star!" Miss Jenny drank a lot of wine tonight, but she still kept a bit sober and scolded her roommate while walking.


    As a member of the bottom of the Hollywood pyramid, I don''t know how many people like Miss Jenny. Her roommate now shared the same conditions as her. Although they didn''t have any deep friendship, they still have some common language.


    But last month everything changed. Gina gave up her Hollywood dream, washed off her heavy makeup, took off her earrings and went to work in a small factory. She was as tired as a donkey every day, but her income was ten times more than Miss Jenny, which made her both envious and sad.


    When the other party invited her to work together, she flatly refused! I''m kidding. I came to Hollywood to be a big star. When I''m full, I go to the factory to be a small worker? It''s better to go back to Arkansas and farm.


    As an ordinary person, she doesn''t know why the manufacturing industry suddenly burst out such huge energy. Let alone her, even those "promising young people" who often come to the night for fun can''t understand the relationship behind it.


    Whenever she sees guests fiddling with alien science and technology products, she can only be greedy. She doesn''t know anything about big people. She only knows that she can''t afford those science and technology products with her meager income.


    Miss Jenny, who has no educational background and is dedicated to making a fortune, doesn''t know the complex logical relationship here. She only knows that the huge demand of the manufacturing industry has rarely caused a round of labor shortage. Even the night show where she works has attracted several sisters. As the only remaining employee, her workload has soared.


    In the past, I could wink at some people suspected of "Hollywood practitioners" and leave a note. Now I''m so busy that I don''t have that mind at all.


    "This fucking country has suddenly become so busy! Ouch!" everyone is busy, and naturally there are fewer people to play. The tip income, which accounts for a large part of her daily income, has plummeted. She kicked a stone angrily. The moment the stone touched her foot, she remembered that she didn''t wear shoes.


    The result is self-evident. She can only sit on the ground with her feet. Everyone is very tired. Most people choose to go home and sleep after a tired day. Without fat sheep, naturally no one comes out to rob. Compared with the situation that single women couldn''t walk at night a month ago, the public security on the street is unprecedented.


    Miss Jenny, who was ambitious and talented, sat on the ground with her feet in her arms. She had a heart to curse and didn''t know who to scold. In a trance, she found a glimmer in a house and faintly called to her.


    I pass here every day. Have you seen this house before? After drinking a lot of wine, Miss Jenny felt dizzy and swollen. After thinking for a long time, she seemed to have seen it and didn''t seem to have seen it.


    Go in and have a look? Don''t go in. What if there''s a ghost in it? All kinds of thoughts sprang up in her mind. Miss Jenny subconsciously felt wrong, but it seemed that a voice was tempting her to go in and have a look. Anyway, she had nothing. Wouldn''t she be rich if she found a baby?


    Yes! I have nothing on me. Don''t worry at all! Jenny didn''t know whether the idea was her own idea or imposed on her by the outside world. Without hesitation, she pushed the door and went in.


    The interior furnishings are very particular. It looks like a rich family. She has never seen anything like a real rich family. She can only refer to what she sees on the TV network.


    The ground was covered with gorgeous carpets, and there were precious oil paintings hanging around. Through the magnificent corridor, Miss Jenny looked as she walked. Her curiosity was like a cat. She held her heart tightly. She didn''t dare to breathe hard for fear that her breath would break something too hard.


    "Hello, is there anyone?" she said softly, her voice so low that she couldn''t hear it.


    Just when she thought no one would respond to her, the nearby high drum stirred up a mist, light smoke around her, the mist dispersed like a light cloud, and a lazy woman showed her body.


    "Guest, what can I do for you?" there was a faint gray on the woman''s skin, but it would quickly ignore the past, because her voice was so charming. Even if she was the same woman, Miss Jenny felt her heart beat a little faster.


    "Me? I..." she hesitated. She didn''t dare to say that she came in to see if there was a bargain here.


    "My name is siren. Do you need anything? We can buy and sell everything here, hehe." this lazy woman is naturally a semi divine Banshee siren mixed with spiritual power, wealth power and artistic power.


    In order to promote economic circulation, well, at least thea thinks so. Being idle is also idle. She sent out the Banshee king to do some "small business".


    "Don''t be nervous, sit down and eat." the Banshee waved and turned into a huge table. All kinds of exquisite food Miss Jenny had never seen were placed on the table and waiting for her to enjoy.


    Can I eat? After drinking for half a night and tossing for a long time in fear, Miss Jenny was a little hungry. She got a sign that sirens could eat at will. She grabbed a chicken leg and ate it.


    I haven''t been to Michelin restaurant, but she thinks her mouth is full of joy. It''s so delicious. She ate a meal in a muddle and finally drank a bowl of soup. Her idea is very simple. She doesn''t have money to pay the bill anyway. She owes it at a big deal.


    Siren didn''t care about her little citizen''s mind at all. The Banshee kept a smile. "Guest, what else do you need? Do you want to make a deal with us?"


    She thought she had taken advantage of it. Miss Jenny''s reason replied a little. She asked uncertainly, "what kind of deal?" she thought these guys wouldn''t sell organs. Should they run away?


    "Cars, houses, weapons, superpowers, everything you can think of is within the scope of our transaction."


    Siren saw her confusion and continued, "of course, your transaction also includes all your things, money, materials, and even your life and soul."