The scumbag of fast wear Cong Liangji

Chapter 415 The Little Boy Raised by a Rich Woman

Chapter 415 The Little Boy Raised by a Rich Woman (5)

He has no father and no mother, if it wasn't for the director of the orphanage to raise him.He is long dead.

In any school, after you come out, you either rely on your own ability.Or someone else gave you the ability.

Wen Ming's luck is very bad, he has been playing tricks in the crew.I belong to the type of person who will die after a few words. I have graduated from university for almost two years.Still can't find a stable job.

Sometimes, he wanted to lower his face and ask the director, but the dignity of a man was still there.

If he was wasting away, he would not even be able to support himself.

"Young man, why are you moaning?"

Wen Ming was startled, turned around and saw a woman.

Seeing the clothes she was wearing, one knew that this woman had a lot of background.

Jun Yan smiled and said, "Is there any difficulty?"

Wen Ming shook his head. "No."

Jun Yan didn't expose Wen Ming's lie, and said, "Wait."

Wen Ming waited for Jun Yan to leave, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid.It is obviously a very good opportunity, why not seize it!
She got out of the car and brought him something to eat.

"I saw your lip is broken, drink more water and eat something."

"Thank you!" Wen Ming was not pretentious, took what Jun Yan gave him, and started to gobble it up.

After eating and drinking enough, he said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." After finishing speaking, Jun Yan turned around and left.

"Wait." Wen Ming called Jun Yan to a stop. "I can tell you're dressed differently. There must be money in the family. I think, I think..."

The boy blushed, but couldn't speak.The word nurturing is really hard to say.

Those pure eyes, I thought it was Yun Sheng back then.

The phantoms overlapped, Jun Yan said coldly: "You have to think clearly."

"Well, I've figured it out. I beg you to support me. I want to be famous."

Jun Yan. "What about after becoming famous?"

"Most of the money I make is yours."

Jun Yan smiled and said: "There was a person who told me the same thing. In the end, I was almost cheated to death by him."

"No, I'm different. I know how to repay you. You can look it up. I obey the law in school, and I'm recognized as a good young man!"

Jun Yan was amused. "Okay, okay. You are really stupid to say you are stupid. Get in the car!"

"Huh?" Wen Ming was stunned, staring at Jun Yan's back in a daze.

Did she agree just now?
It is indeed.She agrees!
Wen Ming was overjoyed, he caught up with Jun Yan. "You wait for me."

Wenming followed Junyan back home, Qingqing was surprised when she saw it.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and prepare clothes for him."

She threw a stack of money to Qingqing, and after Qingqing took it, she went to the street to buy clothes and necessities.

Jun Yan sat on the sofa and said, "Listen to me. There are conditions for me to support you."

Wen Ming said: "I am down-to-earth and willing to work, I can do anything!"

Jun Yan smiled and said: "I'm not talking about this, I will give you the resources to let you enter the entertainment circle. But I want you to promise me one thing."

inscription. "Please say!"

"I want you to help me break a man, his name is Yun Sheng."

Yun Sheng, a well-known figure in the entertainment industry.Can he survive as a newcomer?

Jun Yan said: "If you don't even have the guts, I can ask the driver to take you back."

"No, I'll do it." Wen Ming gritted his teeth and agreed to Jun Yan's request.

In Jun Yan's villa, Wen Ming experienced for the first time what kind of life a rich person should live!

The bathing pools are all luxurious and advanced, and he has never enjoyed such treatment in his life.After changing into the bathrobe, he gritted his teeth and asked the nanny about the room Jun Yan was in.Go to Junyan's room to lie down in advance.

(End of this chapter)

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