"Don''t be poor with me, it''s settled!"

    "That camera won''t cost me half a year''s salary -"

    "Get out!"

    Qingyao, who was snapped by him, went out dejected.

    For five days, Qingyao couldn''t lift his spirits.

    For the first time in three years, the weekly had the impulse to resign.

    Now she doesn''t want to resign as easily as her former colleagues who have left. She has to pay at least 120000 for the camera.

    Really, the more you think about it, the more angry you are. Gu Jingcheng''s cheap bitch was born to harm her. When she comes, she has to get an expensive camera!

    If you don''t want to be despicable again, there has been a precedent of selling portraits to Lu Shaoqiu. You simply add sin to your sin and sell the memory card to Gu Jingcheng and Xiao Wei at the price of 120000?

    Ma, if you want to sell, 120000 is low. At least add the 300000 selling money three years ago!

    As soon as the idea came out, she stopped it immediately.

    NND, how can she live more and more degenerate?!!

    Mood like rain, down to the extreme.

    With her arms across the desk, she buried her head in her arms.

    ********

    The key moment depends on friends. One has no money and two has no hope. Qingyao simply doesn''t even want his face.

    Eat and drink everywhere.

    The lobster promised Miri didn''t fulfill her promise, but rubbed her good wine and food one after another.

    Mi Rui, a poor loser, didn''t let go. Of course, the expensive childe Qu Ke had to rub.

    Unfortunately, Qu Ke is too busy. Qing Yao often calls downstairs of his company in the middle of the night to tell him he can''t come.

    To put it off, no matter where he is at the moment, the ends of the earth will chase him and kill him.

    But now for the sake of good wine and good food, he said he couldn''t come if he couldn''t come, and she went home wilting.

    Again and again, Qu Ke was also very embarrassed.

    He is thin skinned, but not as thick skinned as her.

    That day, Qingyao called again and asked him to buy him a drink. He didn''t want her to wait downstairs again. He gave her an address and asked her to come and find him directly.

    The company is making an urban kung fu film. Qu Ke is rich. He is the chief producer and the vice president of the company. He is very busy.

    Today''s shooting is in a uncompleted tube building on the outskirts of Penang.

    It''s a play.

    Both male and female stars are familiar faces.

    There are many mass actors nearby.

    Their movements are much better than those of the two stars.

    Qingyao was so intoxicated that she could see that these people were real practitioners.

    It''s just a pity that they''re not the stars. Either of them is much better than the two fake models.

    She was so excited that she didn''t know how much money these mass actors could make.

    Anyway, she''s too busy now. The actor is better than her waiting for death in a weekly magazine, isn''t he?

    I really can''t. I''ll spend the first half of the year with Feng Ming and then play action group performances for people in this crew, as long as I can support myself.

    Thinking of this, Qingyao decides to go to Qu Ke to set it up.

    She was about to go to Quke to ask, but she saw that Quke answered the phone and quickly strode into the tube building.

    Soon I saw his figure again from the open rotten wall. I didn''t know what I said to those actors. Those stars who were calm in front of the camera on weekdays were very excited.

    Qingyao doesn''t look for Qu Ke anymore. He goes directly to the old man in front of the machine.

    "Well, Hello, do you still recruit mass actors?"

    The old man glanced back at her and waved, "it''s full."

    I guess I didn''t like it. Qing Yao has thin arms and long legs, thin body, young face and white skin. It''s not the material for martial arts group performance.

    He touched his nose, touched his nose and retreated back.

    There is dust far away and getting closer and closer.

    The scene was another exciting sensation.

    The on-site deputy director shouted: "don''t mess up, play well! Be serious!"

    But listening to the sound of splitting silk, the woman screamed, "ah -"

    Everyone looked over.

    The female and male stars in black tight leather clothes were playing. Maybe they were distracted by the dust coming here just now, and accidentally tore the leather clothes on the front chest of the female owner.

    A piece of cloth wilted on the woman''s raised chest. The tight and sexy clothes just now turned into rags.

    "What''s the matter? The shooting is going well. Why do you have such a young girl again?" the stars are wrists, and the deputy director dare not say heavy, but his anger is true and his face is cold. "The fashion stylist just went back to the company to get something, and it will take at least an hour to come back. How much time will it take us?"

    The male star did something wrong, even if he had a wrist, he didn''t dare to put it at this time, not to mention that everyone was tired after shooting all day.

    He lowered his head and hummed, "sorry, I didn''t notice for a while."

    The hostess held her chest with both hands and looked flustered: "what should I do? There are no spare parts for this suit..."

    Qingyao looked at the scene, shook his head, sighed and walked forward.

    She''s never nosy. She''s a mess and hasn''t seen anyone kind to help.

    But looking at that piece of rotten cloth, her hands and heart began to itch. These people were so serious about such a simple problem.

    She walked up to the actress, stood still and smiled, "why don''t I help you change it?"

    "Who are you?" the hostess''s beautiful face was full of alert. "How to change it when it''s broken like this?"

    When Qu Ke saw Qingyao and heard that she offered to help, he was relieved immediately. He strode over and grabbed Qingyao''s shoulder. He smiled and said, "she studied fashion design. She''s a cloud - ah!"

    Qingyao pinched his waist. Qingyao glared at him. Qu Ke immediately changed his mouth: "in this regard, she is absolutely professional. Suo Wei, you can rest assured to give it to her!"

    Although she trusted vice president Qu, Suo Wei still hesitated: "but the costume stylist''s toolbox has also been brought back. How can she help me without a needle and thread?"

    "Just give me a pair of scissors." Qingyao answered.

    Someone immediately handed over a pair of scissors. The speed is comparable to stabbing a knife!

    Qingyao looked back and saw that it was the deputy director who still had a cold face. She smiled: "you''re very fast."

    The Deputy guide board said with a face: "time is life. You can change your clothes more efficiently!"

    Qingyao took the scissors and nodded: "OK, save time and life!"

    "I''ll take off my clothes," said Suo Wei, going to the car.

    "No, we''ll change it like this." Qingyao stopped, looked at the tube building and pointed to a dark corner, "let''s go there."

    Suo Wei looked at her for a long time, then followed her reluctantly.

    They soon came to the most hidden place inside.

    Qingyao took his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, let Suo Wei take the light, and observed the breach of his clothes.

    I don''t know why outside, there was another noise.