"I'm not going. I'm going out for a part-time job at the weekend. I'm short of money." Mingke was stunned for almost half a minute and then immediately retorted.

Beiming Liancheng's deep eyes fell on her face, as if studying the expression on her face.

Mingke felt numb when he saw him. He could not help adding: "although my husband and I have an agreement, the so-called training is not in the agreement at all. You have no right..."

"Ten thousand dollars a day." Beiming Liancheng suddenly light way.

Mingke's throat was blocked, and all the words about to be exported were immediately swallowed back.

After a while, she stared at the northern city of Liancheng, a little guilty, but a little hopeful, and asked in a low voice: "one Five thousand. "

Beiming Liancheng stood up.

"I'll go. Ten thousand a day. I'll go." At the weekend, even if you find a part-time job, you can't get such a good salary.

Beiming Liancheng glanced at her and finally sat down on the chair.

Mingke is relieved. Ten thousand is ten thousand. Since we can't talk about fifteen thousand, ten thousand is good.

Two days a weekend. If you go every weekend, you can make 80000 yuan a month.

80000 yuan, which should be able to support the medical expenses for a period of time, but it is still far from enough. She has to think of other ways.

"Are you short of money?" Mu Zijin is amused by their conversation to have a bit to be unable to laugh or cry, shallow cough a, he just looked at the name to be able to ask a way: "is there a difficulty in the home?"

Beiming Liancheng's eyes swept over Mingke's face, but he didn't say anything. He just quietly leaned back in his chair and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"It's a bit difficult." Mingke didn't want to hide it. He said frankly, "my father had an accident and is still in the intensive care unit of the hospital. I need money."

"How much?" Mu Zijin's heart is tight. Something happened to her family, but he doesn't know it at all. He thinks that there is Beiming night by her side. He doesn't need to worry about anything and shouldn't worry about it. However, how can she be so poor that she even wants to earn money from Beiming?

What about the northern night? Her father's medical expenses, he did not take the initiative to bear?

"No, sir, I've already paid for it. I just want to make money and give it back to him." And now she lives in this ward. It is said that this ward costs ten thousand yuan a day. How can she afford to live in such a high level?

Although long chuyang paid the money, the money would always be returned to him later.

Mu Son Jin was silent for a moment, just said: "he won't care to take some money, change not to change all the same."

"Not the same." Name can be noncommittal, northern night may not care about that little money, but, she cares.

After the end of the agreement, the two people have no relationship at all, there is no friendship, she is not qualified to waste other people's money.

What's more, when it comes to money, even if there is friendship or even good friendship, there is always a clear number.

Beiming Liancheng, who was sitting on one side, hummed softly. Obviously, she didn't agree with what she said. However, she was short of money. At least for the sake of money, the woman was willing to listen to him.

"Since I'm so short of money, I'll pay you as a graphic model in the future." He looked at Mingke and said faintly.

Mingke was a little surprised. After thinking about it, his interest was immediately raised: "is it the same as the one shot last time? You're not going to have to wear those exposed clothes again, are you

"You wear revealing clothes and ask him to take pictures?" Mu Son Jin hears a speech, the fundus of the eye immediately flashed displeasure, the facial expression also sank down.

Looking back at Beiming Liancheng, a light of warning flashed: "she is the woman of Beiming night."

Stop bullying her!

That look, it is so warning.

Beiming Liancheng met his eyes, but he was silent for a moment. Suddenly, his thin lips were hooked, and a playful smile came up: "what are you doing when you are so nervous? She's not your woman

I vaguely remember that Beiming Daidai said, what was the girl thinking when she said this?

These people, more and more fun.

Mu Zijin doesn't know why he wants to be so interested in Mingke. It's impossible to change the past.

Liancheng hates the closeness of women. Those women who want to get close to him are scared by his cold breath and dare not take a step forward?

Even he once doubted that this guy was not as interested in women as he was in the past?

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not interested in men, even men who are more beautiful than women." His eyes fell on Mingke: "don't worry, you won't be allowed to make color movies. You are not qualified for this figure."

Mingke blushed and rolled his eyes at him.

I feel heavy all day. Because of this guy, I can't feel heavy now.

I should say, it's not serious enough.

"And the reward?" She asked, when it comes to money, even if it's my brother, I have to make it clear. What's more, she and Beiming Liancheng are not even friendly."A hundred photos, ten thousand." Beiming Liancheng light throw out such a sentence.

After pondering, Mingke could not help complaining: "according to your request, when can you take 100 photos? I'm saying that the photos taken by other models are calculated according to the number of photos taken by them. How can I just calculate them according to the number of photos taken by me? Am I that cheap? "

"Aren't you cheap?" Beiming Liancheng glanced at her with disdain: "in terms of body, there is no body, and there is no skill in taking turns. In the end, I have to teach it myself, and this face..."

"What about my face? Don't I look good? " At the sight of his contemptuous appearance, Mingke was not convinced.

He said that her figure was not good enough, and she recognized it. After all, she could only get a B +, not even a C. her figure was not as good-looking as others.

However, even she is proud of her face. When people say she is not good-looking, she can't bear it. However, she can't bear the scornful eyes of Beiming Liancheng.

Isn't it a lie to say that she doesn't look good?

The Mu Son Jin of one side still can't help but light cough two, these two people after all how return a responsibility? He seldom saw Mingke fighting with others. She always pretended to be gentle in front of anyone.

Meekness is her protective color.

However, in front of Beiming Liancheng, she is just like a little tigress.

And Liancheng Cold as a millennium iceberg, Captain Beiming, when did he become so talkative?

This man is not like him.

Hearing Mu Zijin's light cough, Beiming Liancheng just pursed his lips. Looking at Mingke, he rarely said a few serious words: "this face is OK, at least it's much more clear and lovely than those coquettish ones. However, the price is just like this. Give you a day to think about it yourself."