My sweet wife won again

Chapter 16 Was tied to the backstage

The nails almost sank into the palm of her hand, she fought back.

Just touched the shoulder, Feng Lingling, don't make a big fuss.

After finally waiting for the auto show to start, she thought she had got rid of the pervert, but she didn't want to receive more staring eyes.

I am like an animal being watched, forced to accept the gazes of strange men.

"This dress would look better if it was a little more transparent."

"Show your thighs! Hey, the one in the red dress, why are you standing there stupidly? Are you a car model?"

"The skirt is pulled down, the exposed point is hooked, and it is so tightly covered, how can we buy a car?"

They were joking or booing, but it was just lip service.

Feng Lingling thought that it would be good to get through these three hours, but unexpectedly Jiang Cheng, the person in charge of the auto show, walked up to her and said, "Pull your skirt down."

"What?" She frowned.

"The customer is god, they tell you to pull your skirt down a bit, don't you hear me?"

"I'm a car model, not a girl."

"What's the difference? One is watched for collecting money, and the other is raped for collecting money. How clean do you think this profession is?"

Feng Ling was so angry that she clenched her fists tightly, "Please respect the profession of models."

"Hey, are you talking about respect with me?"

Jiang Cheng's fat face was slightly ferocious, and he said again: "If you don't want to do it, get out! In a word, do you want to pull down your skirt?"

"If you want me to go, that's fine. Pay me the wages, not a penny less."

Feng Lingling refused to show weakness at all.

From changing clothes to putting on makeup to waiting, she did nothing wrong for so many hours, and getting paid is her legal labor right.

When she was about to bring out all the labor laws, her wrist tightened, and she was pulled away from the display stand by Jiang Cheng.

"What are you doing?"

Panicked and anxious, she shook her hands desperately.

The man who had been patient again and again grabbed her throat and forced the girl down on the sofa.

"Pull with me, right? I've seen a lot of women like you, don't you just want money? It's not like I won't give it to you."

"Let go, cough..."

"What are you pretending to be? Do you know how many car models I have slept with? I think you are tender, so I patronize you."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he reached out to pull Feng Lingling's skirt.

"I don't want to be rough on you. You listen to me carefully on stage. If I touch you again at night, I must be very gentle. But who knew you were so ignorant?"

The girl was pinched and couldn't breathe, "Help, help!"

Many staff members passed by the door and heard it, but they acted extremely numb, and they didn't notice the strangeness at all, and turned a blind eye.

Manager Jiang and the car models can be written into a book. Usually, at the auto show, there are many things to play.

He often plays NP with several car models in the office alone, and after the end, he will let the models get dressed and continue to show.

Once a colleague who was not used to him tried to stop him and even complained to the head office, but unexpectedly he was fired the next day.

Jiangcheng has a backstage, and his uncle is an executive of the Murong Group.

If you want to keep your job, you have to learn to turn a blind eye.

Several people in the sales department bowed their heads and whispered, "It's a pity that girl, she looks so pure and lovely."

"Don't worry, how many girls are clean now? It's good to get the money in the end. Manager Jiang won't treat her badly."

While speaking, a voice came from far and near: "What are you still doing in a daze? Young Master Murong is here!"

"The Pagani Zonda.R customized by Master Murong, the car key is with Manager Jiang. Where is the manager? Find him quickly."

(End of this chapter)