The madam bursts out laughing, rapping her cane against the ground. "Maomao, where'd you find this one! She's something else. No, girl, you'll get paid just the same as anyone else who works here. I'm just as interested in you as I am your pretty clothes."

Maomao has a bad feeling about this. However. She also stands to gain financially from sealing this deal so unfortunately she is not intervening. Sorry, Natalia.
"You will actually get paid," Maomao assures her. "The madam's an old miser, but you keep your own tip — ow!"

The madam mercilessly drives a knuckle into the top of Maomao's head. Don't worry, Natalia, she doesn't treat the employees like this. This is just Maomao's lot in life.