Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

The next day I was a little late to roll up my arms for work, and a carp tried to jump up, but almost broke his waist.After hurriedly changing clothes and warming the milk, she closed the door with a lot of sundries in one hand and beat her own waist with the other. She felt that pretending to be lively is also a very hard job, especially for her who originally followed the route of a high-cold goddess For women.

During the few days in the small wooden house, she could be regarded as a playful person without any scruples about her image, she only hoped that Jiang Ling could let go of her knot and smile.From the point of view of the results, it seems that her plan is still well implemented, but I don't know if the blond boy is really smiling, or—like her, just pretending.

Alas, she is really earning money from selling cabbage, and she is really focused on selling white powder.

With this in mind, I checked my bank account, what the fuck!Did she really have to sell cabbage for half a year?Why is there only a few hundred dollars in the account?

Fortunately, before calling the police station, she thought of another possibility in advance, and called Jimo in advance, which avoided the abuse of police force.

"Ji Mo, did you use the money from my card?" On the subway, in order to maintain her ladylike image, Wan Wan deliberately lowered her voice. Of course, it was not low enough to cover up her sinister mood.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Jimo didn't hear anything, and replied with high spirits, Wanwan could almost see his bright and smiling face through the phone line.

She suppressed her anger, "How much did you spend in total?"

"I don't know." Jimo answered very simply, he clamped the phone around his neck, and put another card on the card tower with his free hand, "Then it's a little money, don't worry about it, wait I'll pay you back when I'm free."

"Cheng! Ji! Mo!" Wanwan was about to be pissed off by him, "Since it's so little money, why do you still use mine? What about your own money?"

"It was used up by Jiang Yun. She was in a bad mood these days, shopping like crazy, and maxed out several of my credit cards. Sigh, Wanwan, tell me, women are really..."

Gu Wanwan hung up the phone with a "snap", refusing to listen to his nonsense anymore.You said why there are two eyes, one nose and one mouth, but the fate of people is so different?Jiang Yun can max out other people's cards, but her card can only be maxed out by others? !

When she arrived at Mingchen Media, she immediately ran to the lounge, rushed forward and grabbed Jimo's neck fiercely.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Timo howled dryly while waving his hands desperately, trying to protect the card castle on the table that he spent several hours building.

With a wave of his arm, he swept all the cards to the ground, "Please explain to me, how did you spend all my money? Kaming is still in my bag."

Jimo finally struggled out of her hands, "Cough! Wanwan you went to the mountains so that you became so gorilla-like?"

"Don't change the subject!"

"Go to the bank, don't you put your card and USB shield here." Jimo touched his fragile throat and glanced at the laptop on the table.

"But what about the password?" Wanwan's eyes turned cold, "You won't find someone to hack my computer, will you?"

"What's the use?" Jimo waved his hands, his expression extremely relaxed, "When you were using the computer here, I had already written down everything about the account and password."