Refused to marry a wealthy family: Love me, please line up

Chapter 4 One Night Love (7)

Chen Xiaorou breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the video on the notebook, she was determined, played the video quickly, and took screenshots.

Looking at the screenshots, some of the photos are very hot. She specially took a screenshot of the woman in the video, that is, her own back view. She was afraid of being searched by human flesh, but she really worked hard for this job. When the time comes, if she can't pay any more money, she will sleep on the street, and the family is still waiting for her salary for her brother to go to school.

Living is really not easy. Seeing that she lost her virginity for this job, and now she has to show so many people her blurry nude photos in order to keep her job, she feels really wronged. After doing so much, she I just want her and her family to have a better life.

When she was in college, there were many rich people who wanted to take care of her, but she is a principled person, and she would never be able to do such a thing. Now many of her sisters work with rich bosses and live a wealthy life. Many friends advised her that she just disdained to sell her body for money, and she was so sad now.

Turning the screenshot into a file and pulling it into the USB flash drive, Chen Xiaorou rubbed her sore eyes, got up and walked outside, now is not the time to feel sorry for herself, let's talk about keeping the job!
In the newspaper office.

The editor-in-chief, who was worried about his beer belly, looked at the computer screen with surprise on his face.

"Who is this woman? Isn't it Han Yumi?" The editor-in-chief stared at the photo.

"No." Chen Xiaorou pursed her lips, feeling very uneasy.

"Then do you know who it is?" the editor-in-chief raised an eyebrow.

Seeing the editor-in-chief staring at her photo, Chen Xiaorou felt uncomfortable: "Maybe the other company is looking for a woman to win over Gu Jinghang."

"Is that so..." The editor-in-chief leaned back on the leather chair, looking pensive, making Chen Xiaorou's heart hang high.

After a while, the editor-in-chief said: "Make the title more ambiguous, you can write it right now, Toutiao tomorrow."

When Chen Xiaorou heard this, she was slightly taken aback, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll go right away."

The editor-in-chief nodded.

(End of this chapter)