[A talkative train drama star VS a sinister boss with a bad taste]
"Please, help me..."
In the VIP box, Shen Youyou hugged her knees and cried pitifully. Just as the protective desire of several young masters was aroused, a cold sneer came from the main seat.
Fu Yanchen, the most difficult plutocrat in Haicheng, put down his tea cup casually: "Last night, you pretended to be an abandoned wife of a wealthy family. At noon, you played the role of terminally ill Bai Yueguang. At night, you changed to a miserable little cabbage? How many jobs do you work a day?"
Shen Youyou held back her tears for a second and said confidently: "It's just a meal, sir. If you don't like it, I'll get out right now..."
"Wait a minute." Fu Yanchen threw out a document, "I also have a job for you. Sign it, call me brother, and walk sideways in Haicheng from now on."
After glancing at the six-digit basic daily salary, Shen Youyou knelt down smoothly: "Okay, brother!"
…
Later, there was an open secret among Haicheng's upper circles:
Master Fu adopted a little girl and raised her as a younger sister.
Everyone knows very well that this sister is just a little liar picked up from nowhere, a complete fake!
But no one dared to say anything, and no one dared to offend anyone.
Until one day, Shen Youyou made a lot of money and felt that this job was too risky, so he planned to leave the country overnight to find fresh meat.
But in the VIP room of the airport, I was blocked in the corner with my luggage.
Rick, a man who was usually cold and stern and always acted like an elder, slowly pulled off his tie at this moment and tightly restrained her as she tried to escape. There was an extremely aggressive possessiveness in his eyes.
Warm breath fell on my ears, and my voice was dangerously hoarse:
"You've made enough money and you want to stop recognizing people?"
"Have I ever taught you that if you take something from me... You have to pay it back for the rest of your life?"
