Sinful Marriage

Chapter 222

Cloud clothes appeared. She was dressed as an urban beauty with light makeup. Her facial features were beautiful and three-dimensional. Her long black hair was soft on her shoulders. She had a blue folder in her armpit. Her upper body was wearing a small black suit with a white shirt inside. The shirt was very tight, outlining the majestic cost of cloud clothes.

She is wearing a miniskirt, which is also very tight. Below her are black beautiful legs and a pair of black high heels.

Sexy, mature and charming, so the words describing women's beauty are gathered in the figure on the big screen at the moment.

"What if I fall in love with her?"

"Goblins!"

"Shit, I really want to take a sneak picture of this scene. Go back to my bedroom and brush it twice. Who made the school rules?"

Yunshang hurried into an office. Liang ronger appeared. It is reasonable to say that Liang ronger is a big shot. Now the students should be very excited to see her.

However, with the contrast of cloud clothes, the film watching students really don't think that Liang ronger dressed in ol is better than cloud clothes at the moment. They can only say that they have their own strengths.

"Here comes Huarong!" Liang ronger came out from behind his desk and sat on the sofa holding yunshang's hand: "how about it? I recruited you myself. When I first saw you, I knew you were born to do this business. How about it? Has it been negotiated? "

Yunshang's expression was very embarrassed: "manager, can I adjust a post? I can be an accountant or a clerk. "

Liang ronger is a movie queen. Her acting skills are absolutely first-class. Seeing her face suddenly cooled down, "so you didn't talk about it?"

Yunshang lowered his head, clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands, and whispered, "the director of the hospital, he... He's a little dishonest."

Liang ronger suddenly laughed twice, but there was no smile on her face: "serious? Can you be a fucking meal or money?

Huarong, this society is cruel and realistic. The harvest is in direct proportion to the pay. You don't want to give anything and you won't get anything in the end.

God gives you a good capital. You don't know how to use it. Women's youth is just a few years, and it's gone in the past. If you still want to be beautiful, you can continue to buy it with money.

Have you ever thought that if you don't take advantage of your youth and beauty to make a fortune, when you get old, you won't have a chance to make money. At that time, your husband will lose interest in you and you don't even have the capital to stand on your own, what will you do then? "

Yunshang raised his head and said definitely, "no, no, my husband loves me very much."

Liang ronger sneered, "do you know men?"

"I know my husband enough!"

Liang ronger looked very speechless. She rubbed her eyebrows: "don't think about changing your job. I'll go to the talent market to catch a lot of accounting clerks. I'll introduce you to a customer. You talk about it. I don't care what method you use, it must be done. This is your last chance."

The scene turned into a hospital corridor. The door of an office suddenly opened, and the cloud clothes dressed by urban beauties rushed out. They looked flustered and their clothes were a little messy.

The scene changed again. It was another office. Hua Zi came out. He put his legs on his desk and threw a folder on the carpet.

"Is that what you did this month?" With a pair of hands picking up the folder, the camera gives Wang Lei's expression.

There is anger, anger and inferiority in his eyes. The hand holding the folder was very hard, the veins jumped violently, and it was still shaking.

"Oh, top students, Xueba! I really overestimated your ability. I wanted to report your performance. " Hua Zi tilted his head, lit a cigarette, raised his head and spit a column of smoke: "according to the level of our group, your performance can be ranked in the top 100. How do you do things?"

Wang Lei clenched his teeth, bowed his head and said, "manager, I can't rank in the whole group, but my performance ranks first in our branch, and I..."

"Shut up!" Hua Zi patted the table and stood up: "you don't do much work and complain a lot. To tell you the truth, I just don't like you. One day, you don't want to climb up and get out. "

Wang Lei suddenly raised his head and looked at Huazai.

"Oh, what's the matter? Do you still have an opinion?"

Wang Lei's head slowly went down, and the light in his eyes gradually faded. He bowed to Huazai, then turned around and left.

Many students in the movie hall are thinking deeply. Many of them don't understand the cruelty of society. Is it really like what is described in the film?

Some people are confused, some are angry, and some have bright eyes.

Wang Lei, whose tie was loose and pulled to his chest, looked tired. He opened the door and walked into a very narrow but clean room.

Sitting on an old-fashioned sofa, Wang Lei looked up at the sky and a child ran over.

"Dad, look at my painting."

"That's a picture painted in an old newspaper." Wang Lei touched the child's head. Even if he was in a bad mood, he still forced a smile on his face: "son, painting well, he must be a great painter in the future."

Yunshang came out dressed up at home with two dishes in his hand: "Wen Wen, how many times have I told you not to waste watercolor pens and draw anything in the newspaper?"

Wang Lei whispered to his son, "don't listen to your mother's nonsense. When you run out, tell your father that your father will buy you a new one."

"You two hurry to wash your hands and eat."

Wang Lei walked into the bathroom with his son. The father and son washed their hands together, and then Wang Lei went to get a towel.

At this time, Wang Lei saw the clothes hanging on the hanger. The clothes were cloud clothes. He found a tear in the collar of the white shirt.

He went up, took down his shirt and looked carefully. There were two buttons missing at the top. He made a gesture of tearing, and then his face became very ugly.

The picture turns to the outside of an old tube shaped building. A couple's fierce quarrel and a child's crying for his father can be heard faintly.

"Bang"

The corridor door was knocked open and Wang Lei rushed out. Yunshang stuck his head out of a window upstairs and shouted, "where are you going? Come back."

Wang Lei didn't look back at all. The camera only gave him a back.

At that time, when shooting, Zang Yimao wanted to shoot the front, but Wang Lei's expression was wrong. He was too hurt. There was no anger on his face, only pain, and he wanted to cry.

What the hell is pain? I can't even get stuck for several times. The shooting time is limited, so Zang Yimao can only choose to take his back.

The cloud clothes kept shouting, "you come back, you come back."

In the cinema, many girls covered their mouths and their eyes fell down.

Boys are so angry.

"Son of a bitch."

"Paralysis, can't you listen to Hua Rong explain?"

"Grass, such women are willing to throw it down. Zhao Sanshi is an animal."

In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Lei became a bearded drunkard.

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