Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Not long ago, didn't you just find me a new assistant?"
If being tough didn't work, Li Luo decided to take a softer approach. After all, the woman in front of him did not look like an easy target; he certainly didn't want to keep a ticking time bomb by his side.
"Well, I've already sent someone to inform her not to come!"
"Big Brother, you?"
Li Luo was taken aback. His big brother was acting too decisively, wasn't he? The events from last night had just happened, and now he was immediately showing him who was boss?
"This matter is settled. You can leave now!"
"Big Brother!"
"Leave!"
Zhang Shaocong had a habit: every time he slightly raised his eyebrows, it indicated his displeasure. At that moment, deep inside him, anger was brewing. If he didn't escape quickly, the consequences would be unimaginable. Li Luo wisely left the office before Zhang Shaocong could act further. As he was about to exit, he glanced at Shen Qingyou with an air of arrogance and gloom. When Shen Qingyou met his gaze, she felt provoked but did not shy away; instead, she held his stare defiantly until he angrily closed the door behind him, at which point she finally decided to let it go.
"Sister Shen, if there are no objections, how about signing this contract?"
Shen Qingyou quickly scanned the black-and-white document. To avoid overthinking the consequences, she decisively signed her name. It wasn't until Zhang Shaocong led her out to introduce her to everyone that she felt as if she had sold herself. However, ten thousand a month wasn't a bad price.
Li Luo sat in a corner on a swivel chair, watching Shen Qingyou with sharp eyes. Some people fall in love at first sight; others have an instant attraction. But from the moment Li Luo and Shen Qingyou met, they were locked in an endless struggle. Shen Qingyou's job was simple: keep an eye on this young master and prevent him from doing anything that would tarnish his reputation. No nightclubs, no flirting with women. Every morning at eight o'clock, she had to wake him up on time; by nine o'clock, he needed to appear spirited at Set; eleven o'clock for a visit on set; noon for a break; and two o'clock back to filming. In between, there would be interviews—both commercial and non-commercial performances.
His entire schedule was packed by Shen Qingyou, with no chance to catch his breath. He felt like a spinning top, rapidly rotating and being exploited by this woman, who was as ruthless as Huang Shiren, turning him into a mere tool for making money.
After half a month of this kind of life, Li Luo could no longer endure it. Thus, he came up with a very, very wicked plan.
"Hey, Lu, I don't care what method you use; today, I don't want to see that woman!"
With that, Li Luo hung up the phone without giving the other person a chance to respond. Lu usually called him brother and acted as if he would sacrifice everything for him. This time, he wanted to see what kind of results Lu could achieve for him. Just the thought of not having to see that noisy woman today made Li Luo feel incredibly happy. So, he started calling his old friends to invite them over for a party at his villa, including those charming bunny girls.
The clear mountain breeze blew against Shen Qingyou's face as she breathed in the fresh air under the bright blue sky. Driving a sheep she had bought from a second-hand market, Shen Qingyou sped along the winding mountain road leading to the summit. She was contemplating that next time she needed to have a serious talk with Zhang Shaocong. Wasn't Li Luo's place too far away? She had to get up at six o'clock every morning, wash up, eat breakfast, and finish everything in half an hour. Even so, she still had to rush just to arrive before eight o'clock. He should compensate her for transportation costs. As Shen Qingyou rode along, she pondered how to bring this up with Zhang Shaocong when suddenly, the sheep made two strange noises and stopped dead in the middle of the road!
"Hey, hey, hey..."
No way! Are you breaking down on me now? Shen Qingyou glanced at her watch; it was already seven-thirty. She looked up at the villa faintly visible among the lush greenery and gritted her teeth as she pushed the sheep to the side of the road and squatted down to start inspecting it carefully...
At that moment, a white sports car suddenly zoomed past her. Then, a sudden screech pierced the air as it slowly reversed toward Shen Qingyou.
Comment 0 Comment Count