Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 91 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 2

Song Xianyin had earned five thousand yuan today and originally wanted to treat herself to a big meal, but then she thought it was too extravagant and decided to save the money.

Just as she was about to fall asleep that night, her landlord suddenly sent her a WeChat message.

"Xiao Song, it's time to pay the rent."

Includes two smiling emojis.

Song Xianyin almost fainted when she saw the message. Sure enough, money always slips away in some unexpected place.

After paying the rent, she had no money left in her WeChat account.

Looking at Qin Zhaochuan's WeChat, Song Xianyin decided she had to squeeze some more money out of him.

The next morning, Song Xianyin, wearing a mask, squatted down on Qin Zhaochuan's usual route and set up her camera in the bushes not far away.

It's been raining all day, the sky is overcast, and there aren't many pedestrians on the street.

Song Xianyin kept her eyes fixed on the front. At this moment, a girl approached her somewhat fearfully: "Miss, where are you going? I can take you there."

Song Xianyin shook her head firmly: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to stay here."

The girl glanced at her hesitantly, then helped her put on the hood of her raincoat.

She said something to the girl next to her, and the two left together.

Finally, after waiting for ages, Qin Zhaochuan's car arrived.

Song Xianyin once spent a week memorizing all of Qin Zhaochuan's license plate numbers, and she would never forget them until she died.

A black Cayenne slowly drove by, and Song Xianyin seized the opportunity to quickly squat down in front of it.

Why didn't she lie down? Because she thought it was too dirty.

The black Cayenne looked a little confused. It drove to the side, and Song Xianyin jogged over and squatted down on the other side.

Both parties knew what the other meant.

Qin Zhaochuan got off the bus with a cold face, and the driver quickly held an umbrella for him.

Qin Zhaochuan, wearing a black overcoat, walked up to her and looked down at her: "What do you want?"

Song Xianyin kept her head down and remained silent.

Qin Zhaochuan laughed angrily: "Who are you? Trying to stage an accident while wearing a mask. You know what you're doing is immoral, don't you?"

He's been spending too much money on other people lately, and it's made him feel bad.

He stared at Song Xianyin, looking somewhat frightening.

Song Xianyin glanced at him, opened the QR code for receiving payments, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

"You're practically robbing me."

He has to work to earn money, but she just squats down in front of the car and gets the money.

There was another meeting at the company, and Qin Zhaochuan was too lazy to waste any more time with him: "How much?"

Song Xianyin said timidly, "Five hundred thousand."

Qin Zhaochuan's expression remained unchanged as he scanned the QR code for her.

Alipay payment received: 500 yuan.

Song Xianyin felt a chill in her heart; last time it was five thousand.

But seeing Qin Zhaochuan's fierce eyes, she dared not speak, afraid that Qin Zhaochuan would really run into her.

Qin Zhaochuan put his sunglasses back on. He wasn't someone who was foolish and had too much money; he wanted to use every penny wisely.

Be generous to yourself, but be stingy with others, especially your employees.

As soon as Qin Zhaochuan left, Song Xianyin immediately went to check on her camera.

As soon as she ran into the jungle, she saw an old man carrying her cannon, ready to run away.

Song Xianyin glared at him fiercely, and the uncle trembled at her gaze: "I thought someone didn't want this anymore."

Before Song Xianyin could even speak, he immediately put down the cannon and ran away.

Why are girls getting fiercer these days? He should try to steal some more effeminate guys next time.

Song Xianyin lifted the protective film from the camera and looked at the photos inside with a serious expression.

Looking at the photos in the camera, she felt sorry for herself in the pictures; she looked so pathetic.

These photos are incredibly impactful; she'll be on the headlines again tomorrow.

She took a taxi straight to the company; after all, she had earned five hundred yuan today, so she should treat herself to something luxurious.

But when she got to the company, she started to hesitate again.

So what if it's on Toutiao? The company won't give her much extra money. She might as well sell a few copies to Qin Zhaochuan first, and then put the rest on Toutiao. That way, she can earn money twice.

Song Xianyin carefully selected tomorrow's headline.

[“The domineering CEO is cold and ruthless in the rain, his black coat showing no mercy”]

[“President Qin is suspected of hitting and fleeing the scene; the girl is seen helplessly crouching on the ground.”]

After choosing a title, Song Xianyin immediately selected a few simple pictures and sent them to Qin Zhaochuan.

"Fifty thousand, if you lower the price again I'll send it out." Song Xianyin threatened.

From 50,000 to 5,000, she never wanted to go through that again.

Just when she thought she would have to wait a while, Qin Zhaochuan promptly transferred 50,000 yuan to her.

The moment Song Xianyin saw the transfer information, she was stunned. Why wasn't Qin Zhaochuan bargaining? Although she felt that bargaining was really not in line with the style of a CEO.

【Any more? 】

Song Xianyin frowned: [We'll have to raise the price.]

Could it be that Qin Zhaochuan also wants to pay in installments like the second male lead?

【I want them all. 】

Seeing the dozens of thousands in her savings account, Song Xianyin was somewhat dazed.

But she still left a few photos for tomorrow's headlines; she never allows anyone to buy them out.

The next day at daybreak, news about Qin Zhaochuan spread like wildfire online, and the secretary was terrified once again.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at the newspaper, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. This was the most handsome face he had ever seen in his life.

It was taken exceptionally well, with a wonderful atmosphere. I never expected that a photo of him would appear in the news.

Qin Zhaochuan was somewhat moved. He looked at his secretary beside him and casually instructed, "Give a copy to every employee."

The secretary glanced silently at the several stacks of newspapers beside her, nodded, and guessed that the president had probably bought up all the newspapers in the city.

Qin Zhaochuan stopped him: "We can also put up a few in the elevator and at the card reader. It will make everyone feel better if they see them every day."

Looking at Qin Zhaochuan's sincere face, the secretary really wanted to tell him that as long as he was at work, his mood would never be good, and nothing he did would help.

But seeing that Qin Zhaochuan was in a good mood, the secretary still hurried to distribute the newspapers.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at the comments online; many men were cursing him, but he didn't care at all.

If these people met him in real life, they would only be able to timidly call him "President Qin".

He wasn't afraid of being slandered or having rumors spread about him, because he knew that these people were overflowing with jealousy.

Few people wouldn't feel inferior when faced with such a handsome, rich, highly educated, and kind man.

Most of the comments were criticizing Qin Zhaochuan, but some were praising his good looks, which Song Xianyin didn't want to see.

After all, her other boss wanted her to keep smearing Qin Zhaochuan.

Song Xianyin was surprised that even Qin Zhaochuan had such a loyal fanbase, so she commented: "Qin Zhaochuan is pretty average."

As a result, the person with the ID "Qin Zhaochuan is the most handsome" chased after her to prove exactly why Qin Zhaochuan was handsome.

This crazy world.