But the company belongs to him...

Is he that bored when he beats himself up when he has nothing to do?

What's even more irritating is that Tianlang has already told him not to put in Tianlang coins all at once...in batches and over time, otherwise the entire system will be in trouble.

Mud...are there so many rules?

If you dare to set rules with your boss, he will do anything if you push him too hard. If he breaks down, everyone will be dead.

I have no choice but to face such a willful boss.

This is not because he is being too conceited. According to what those people want, at least 5% of the tax will be deducted after the exchange.

Then as the boss, you can get back two point five points. What about the other two point five points, for Li Ping?

Why!

I'm so horny that I'll really blow it up for you to see.

If you have the ability to seal your labor account...

After being manipulated by him, Tianlang finally gave in and promised to take back all the Tianlang coins in his hand according to the selling price...

Therefore, if you have enough capital, you can really do whatever you want, even if you catch one of your own people.

At this moment, in a rental house far away in Beijing...

Clothes were piled up everywhere, the floor in the middle was soft, the quilt was messy, and the fruit cake was lying there, sleeping.

The smooth and white long legs lay across the dark blue soft body, like two jade bridges intersecting.

Tsk tsk, you deserve to be a model, your figure is great...

But compared with a few months ago, I'm obviously plumper.

"Ding ding ding...."

The phone rang. Fruitcake drowsily rubbed his eyes, grabbed it, and answered the call without looking at it. "Hey, who is it? Do you know that I'm spending the weekend?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then there was a hysterical roar. The voice sounded exactly like that of the assistant...

weekend?

Do you have any weekends?

Aren't they all on call 24 hours a day...

Okay, then someone has to call me. Now this cake is about to get moldy, and the situation is like no one cares about it.

Why not just go to Hengdian for a few months...

As for making it seem like the whole world has forgotten it?

When they first came back, they didn't realize it yet. They still went to work with enthusiasm, but then came back disappointed.

Anyway, it's normal...

After all, this was the situation when I left.

Later, every time I went there enthusiastically, I came back disappointed, which was a bit abnormal!

Fortunately, Fruit Cake reacted quickly and immediately realized that this was a passing moment - she had experienced it before, otherwise she would not have participated in Tianlang Rejuvenation.

It is good to be happy that the successful recovery of blood allowed her to live to this day.

But it’s different now…

Not only does she have to support herself, but she also has to raise an assistant. The problem is that the assistant is pretty useless and can't even find food for herself.

Now, I'm scolding her even more...

Alas, what can be done, this industry is like this.

No matter how graceful the body is, there will be times when people get tired of looking at it. Fan Pangpang played the vixen so well, but the audience liked to see her face slimmed down, so she was eliminated.

Of course she is not as good as Fan Pangpang.

But the fox still knows how to move, the eyebrows, the watery eyes, and the biting of the lower lip, but now they have no use for them.

Get up, stretch, and cover your belly with fruit cake...

It's already ten o'clock. Are you not hungry? But what to eat? I don't want to hold back anymore and decide it together with lunch.

Thinking about it, I changed my pajamas into a miniskirt and a small vest, walked to the table and drank some water, and suddenly I felt hungrier...

Oh, so helpless!

I wanted to save money, so I could only go extravagant and get instant noodles.

After a while, I sat cross-legged on the sofa with instant noodles and started playing with my mobile phone to see if I could find a job.

This is also her way of finding a job. She is more senior than her assistant. She can view several sister groups with just one click on her mobile phone.

As for the assistance, you will probably have to pay the fare for free.

"Sisters, please come to the rescue, please feed me..." and then add a kitten's crying face...

However, it was of no use. All she knew were models, and these people could barely save themselves.

Does the life and death of others have anything to do with me?

It seems that it does have something to do with it. If one of them dies, their chances of getting a job will be higher, right?

If it were the money owner, they would be quite happy.

Of course don't think about the high-quality ones, but some of the poor ones are fine.

It's quite satisfying for them to watch a flower being destroyed.

"We are not alive yet, so we have no time to care about you!"

"Is anyone wearing makeup? Please help me. I'm too embarrassed to see anyone in the West District..."

"Small cake, you just can't bear to let people eat it. I know Mr. Huang, do you want to introduce me to you?"

"Shut up, there's already someone there!"

"Is there anyone? No way, why haven't I heard of it? You must be keeping it a secret!"

"No one dares to keep secrets. Mr. Ren is looking after the little cake. Even Mr. Wu has to be polite when he sees it..."

"Mr. Wu, is this Mr. Wu from 660? Why don't you ask him for help, little cake? Are you running out of postures? Why don't you introduce Mr. Ren to your sisters..."

Seeing the noisy discussion in the group, Fruitcake snorted, sipping instant noodles with a look of silence on his face.

She doesn't care about other people's misunderstandings...

What she cares about is that what others say is that the sponsor gave her too little, just one play. If she could give her more money, she wouldn't have to be on the verge of starving to death.

After finishing the meal with the fruit cake feeling aggrieved, I decided to go to Qiu Shan District to have a look.

The assistant is there, and where are these people on the phone? Go and see if you can save the fare with the former even if you don't receive the goods and come back.

Thinking of this, Fruit Cake didn't put on any makeup, so she just wore shorts and a small vest and headed towards her destination.

Qiu Shan District is a gathering place for models. Many car shows, catwalks, and photo shoots will take place here.

As we walked back and forth, of course there were many models gathered here.

After getting off the car, the hot sunshine made people feel breathless. The fruit cake was carried on the bag and rushed towards the venue...

As soon as he came in, the cool breeze from the air conditioner blew in, and the fruit cake was alert, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Just then, a man with a bald head and black-rimmed glasses on the other side also walked away.

"Director Wang, are you alive?"

"Little cake, why didn't you go away from filming? Why are you back again?"

The bald man stopped and looked at her with a smile. There was not much surprise on his face. He obviously knew something already.

Fruitcake stared; "The filming is over, Director Wang, can you do anything? I'm too busy at home!"

The bald head nodded and then shook his head: "There is work, but you can't. What do you think you are doing when you come back after filming? You have to eat all the food by yourself, and everyone else is starving to death?"

"If others don't starve to death, I will starve to death."

Fruitcake had a sad face and felt aggrieved; "Director Wang, help me..."

"Ah, your movie hasn't been released yet?"

"I got in, but I didn't make much money..."

"No wonder..."

"Director Wang, hurry up, everyone is waiting!"

The two of them were chatting, and there was a shout in the distance. The bald man hurriedly walked over, with the fruit cake behind him unwilling to give up. When he was harassed, he directly retorted: "No one can use you!"

After saying that, he dropped the fruit and left...

It's so miserable, it's too cruel, but what they say is the truth.

The model industry is all about freshness.

What about after eating?

Either change careers or die.

Watching the bald head walk into the shooting area in the distance, the fruit cake also followed.

It's not that I'm unwilling to give in this time, I just feel that if I can't make it, I might as well take a look...
Chapter completed!