Chapter 4 - Tragedy
I don't want to remember how that day went.
I only know that there is an additional enemy in my, Lin Xiang's, life that doesn't rest until one side dies.
I could bear anything he did, but I was just trying to keep my image, and the next second he was throwing me into the flowers? And even had a group of reporters come over to take pictures?
The thin one, this grudge was too big.
I hung up on the landlord in the rental house and felt I had nothing to live for.
Originally, the first night's rent could be exchanged for a female No.3's position. After signing the contract, one would be able to get the money. Forget about other things, at least the rent was enough …
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have pretended to throw that cheque for one thousand yuan at his face
If he went to look for it now, would he still be there?
Logically speaking, a person like him shouldn't be lacking in money. He wouldn't pick up that cheque, even if he threw it away, but everyone present knew that I threw it away. Even if the cleaning lady took it away, at least half of it would be reclaimed, right?
While he was still conflicted over this matter, the door was slammed open.
The voice of the manager, Elsholtzia, sounded as if he wanted to kill people outside.
"Lin Xiang! Hurry and open the door! "
Why did the Elsholtzia come!
I panicked and had to open the door for him.
Right after opening it, he threw the contract in his hand at me, "Lin Xiang! Just who did you offend?! "
A figure floated in my mind.
However, he forced himself to shake off the contract and picked it up awkwardly: "Elsholtzia, what's wrong? "I've been home every day, and I don't even have a show to play. Who can I offend?"
He found a thick stack of photos under the contract.
I curiously spread it out. After seeing the main character in the picture, my face turned green …
It was all a picture of me in the flower bed that day.
Those reporters have all been sent to the company?
How am I supposed to mess around!?
Elsholtzia glared at me fiercely, "Continue pretending! If you hadn't provoked the company, you would have been ordered to hide you? And these pictures? Where in the f * * k did they get filmed from? You were actually thrown out of the hotel? Do you think you're not famous enough? Ah? The company has given you a Jade Lady route! Look at your clothes! Look at your expression! "He said that he f * * king wants to beg for food, but now there's people who believe him."
He was infuriated, he gasped for breath, and continued cursing, "Also, didn't I ask you to go and find Boss Zhao that night? What did you promise me? Ah?! Director Zhao has been waiting for you at the hotel all night! You are really capable! You're not even going to listen to me anymore, right? I, Lu Zhao, wouldn't need to go up to an artist like you! Let me tell you, from today onwards, there is no relationship between us! You better not come looking for me either! "
He scolded me mercilessly, spitting spittle all over my face.
I felt aggrieved and resentful.
When I first entered the company, the Lu Zhao before me saw how beautiful I was, and made countless promises and plundered resources to get hold of me. He swore to definitely turn me into a Big Star.
And then?
I had to change the resources and promises he spoke of. To accompany this for a meal today, to accompany that guy for a drink tomorrow, it all depends on me successively receiving a few advertisements one after another. He pointed me to a clear path, and that was the director of sleep.
What can I do! I have signed the brokerage contract, but I can't afford to pay the penalty now
In order to one day stand up for himself, he could only obediently accept the unwritten rules …
And the result?
The room 1703 wasn't Director Zhao's room at all. Not only was the first time I was taken away by the person surnamed Bo, I didn't get any benefits from him!
What the heck am I supposed to do!
The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached, and tears began to flow down his face.
When Lu Zhao saw my tears, his eyes suddenly turned pitch black. He seemed to have thought of something and sighed.
"I'm not blaming you."