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"Yes, I was abandoned by him." I freely admitted it. Looking at her stunned expression, I ridiculed, "However, this also proves that I once had someone who didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Not only did I take off his clothes, I even know the location of every mole on his body."

"You! "You …" Li Weiwei's face instantly turned pale. She became so angry that her face started to twist, and her eyes seemed as if they could spit out fire.

I looked at her scornfully and thought she was stupid enough to believe such a low lie.

I said so on purpose. Even if I had slept with Zhu Vizhen, how could I possibly know the location of every mole on his body?

"Lu Man, you are a shameless bitch!" She glared at me as if she had been poisoned and wanted to gouge a hole in me.

I sneered. The word 'bitch' numbed me after listening to a lot of it.

She took several deep breaths before she managed to suppress her anger. She looked at me arrogantly.

I didn't answer, just looked at her.

"What kind of money can you make from this kind of activity? I have a friend from the auto business who is holding a press conference for the new car and is also looking for a model. He offers a price of 100,000 a day. That's a lot more than your salary right now! "

My eyes lit up, but I also knew that the heavens wouldn't let the pie drop. There must be some other request for such a high price.

Seeing my wariness and fear, Li Weiwei seemed to have finally managed to retort, regaining her previous arrogant attitude.

"What is it? "You don't want to?"

I didn't conceal my doubts and coldly snorted. "You're so kind to help me?"

"I thought you were pitiful?" Li Weiwei took out a business card from her bag and handed it to me. "This is his business card. The press conference is next week. It's up to you whether you want to go or not."

I knew it might be a trap, but I held out my hand and took the card.

Seeing this, Li Weiwei smiled in satisfaction. She looked to be in a good mood.

But I feel that I have received a hot potato, stay is not possible, throw is not possible.

I took a deep breath and put the card in my pocket.

Li Weiwei left complacently, but my mood became heavier. Because of my dull expression and my unassuming display, there was almost no one on my side. On the other side, at the center of the bustle, there was a model of a car baring its breasts. She was surrounded by all kinds of whistles and laughter, as if she was enjoying herself, constantly sending out provocative signals to the people around her.

I looked away and saw that Charlene had been carried into the lounge by the heavyset man. She seemed to feel something, and looked at me with a smile on her face.

I couldn't bear to look anymore, so I looked away and focused on what was happening in front of me.

The show went on for five days, during which the models with me earned hundreds of thousands of credits, and the next day they looked at the cars in a different way, rather than showing them off.

I took the five thousand dollars in my hand and walked out in front of the supervisor's disappointed eyes.

5000 yuan … The five million that Yang Jie had mentioned was not a small amount.

I need money, more money.

I took a deep breath, pulled the card out of my bag, and dialed the number.

The other end of the line was connected. With a nervous mood, I greeted him, "Hello. Hello. May I ask if this is Mr. Zhou?"

"Yes, I am." The voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man.

"I heard that your company is holding a press conference for your new car. You need a model, right?"

He 'chuckled' repeatedly, "Yes, you are here to apply for a car model? "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Man, I …"

"Lu Man, right?" He interrupted me with a hint of hidden interest in his tone. "I understand. Just come directly over here."

Doubtful, I asked, "You don't need an interview?"

"No need, since Weiwei recommended it, I trust her judgement."

"…" I tightened my grip on my phone, feeling even more uneasy. Was Li Weiwei really that kind? Was there a trick to this?

"Miss Lu, Miss Lu?"

"Hmm? "Right." Mr. Zhou's business brought me back to my senses, "I'm here, please speak."

"The press conference will be held the day after tomorrow. I'll send the address to you. Come by 8: 30 in the morning. The press conference will be held at 9 o'clock." He hung up without giving me a chance to refuse.

I smiled wryly, do I even have the qualifications to refuse? 5 million is a sky-high price for me right now. No matter what trap Li Weiwei prepared for me, I have to make it.

Two days later, I got up at 6: 30. I washed up briefly, put on some makeup, and took a taxi to the address given by Mr. Zhou.

It was a huge square. The staff had already built a large shed and were laying out tables and chairs. Dozens of luxurious and noble sports cars were parked by the side. The scene was very grand.

I got out of the car, walked over, and dialed Mr. Zhou's number.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, hello. I'm already here. I'm at the square."

"Alright, stand there and don't move. I'll get someone to pick you up."

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Zhou."

After I hung up, I stood there and waited. A moment later, a man in his twenties trotted up to me, laughing heartily.

When he saw me, he was visibly surprised and said hesitantly, "You... is it Lu Man? "

I smiled back. "Yes."

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Director Zhou told me to come and pick you up. Come with me."

"Alright." I nodded. He chatted with me nonchalantly all the way, and a strange look crossed his face when he heard I was coming to be a model.

I was only thinking about myself and didn't pay much attention.

"Lumen, I don't think you need to be a model at all, given your conditions." he suddenly said.

I looked at him in surprise, then smiled. "I need money. Aren't I here for eleven thousand days?"

Listening to me say this, his eyes became extremely disappointed. He didn't speak to me again until he brought me to the backstage. This made me feel a bit baffled.

As I expected, Mr. Zhou was a middle-aged man in his forties, but compared to his rich voice, he looked a little … He was getting greasy.

In particular, the way he looked at me made me feel as if I was entangled by a snake, slippery and terrifying.

I didn't dare to meet his gaze, so I lowered my head and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou. I'm Lu Man."

"Haha …" "Weiwei really didn't lie to me." He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, but he didn't leave immediately.