Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 109 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 20

Because he had no money and didn't want to go to a bubble tea shop to make bubble tea, Ye Jun simply started his own media business.

He was good-looking, a graduate of a prestigious university, and had a gender advantage, so he quickly became a minor celebrity.

He accepts all offers to advertise with anyone he can; all he wants now is money.

He quickly got carried away and started making up stories about his past love affairs online, saying that he was cheated out of money by two gold diggers and was left with only a penny.

Many men were filled with righteous indignation and immediately rushed to his aid, which then spread to Bai Siluo and Song Xianyin.

After learning about this, Bai Silu immediately called the police.

The situation escalated too quickly, trending on social media one after another, and netizens' emotions were completely stirred up.

They gleaned information from Ye Jun's words, directly opened the boxes containing Song Xianyin and Bai Siluo, and even threatened to turn them into stickers so that everyone would remember these two gold diggers.

Just as netizens' emotions reached a fever pitch, the authorities released a notice in white text on a blue background, announcing that Ye Jun had been arrested for spreading rumors.

Several influential Weibo users who were most vocal on the issue received lawyer's letters from Bai Siluo. Her family is wealthy, and she can afford to wait and see.

By the time Song Xianyin learned about this, the matter was already nearing its end.

She's been obsessed with her points lately, and the system asked her to help Ye Jun, but he ended up being sent to prison by Bai Siluo.

The system showed no intention of contacting her, so she could only continue to linger in this world.

Song Xianyin sighed. She was a little short on money lately, mainly because she hadn't taken on any extra income in a long time.

She needs to look online for suitable part-time jobs.

She quickly received the message in the part-time job group.

[Looking for a reporter who has made headlines. Meeting this afternoon at Shengshi Jiayuan in Xicheng District. Reporters who haven't made headlines, please don't contact. Those who have, please bring your data. Generous compensation offered.]

Soon, some discontent arose in the part-time job group.

Why are your expectations so high? With a platform like Toutiao (a Chinese news and information platform), who would want to do part-time work?

[Exactly! Isn't this blatantly making things difficult for people?]

Song Xianyin chuckled as she looked at this information. Coincidentally, she was a reporter with data.

She immediately contacted the person who had posted the job, fearing that he might be snatched away by someone else.

The person accepted her friend request almost instantly, as if they had been waiting for her.

Song Xianyin immediately sent him her data. That's one of the good things about their newspaper—they can earn extra money.

She has already put all her previous money into a fixed deposit account; there's no end to the money you can earn.

【You're the one! Remember to be on time.】

Song Xianyin was stunned by how readily the other party agreed. Was he really that easy to talk to? Could he be a scammer?

Give me your bank card number, and I'll send you the deposit first.

Song Xianyin frowned. Why did the deposit have to be received via bank card? But she still sent it.

When Song Xianyin saw the bank transfer information, she was so moved that she almost burst into tears.

She's determined to bring the best equipment today and write the most sensational article for that person.

When she rushed to Xicheng, the area was packed with people, and she couldn't squeeze in at all.

Just as she was contemplating whether to rush in, a bodyguard pulled her inside, just like the last time at the Qin family's.

She looked at the bodyguard pulling her, and wondered why he looked so familiar. Although all the bodyguards were dressed in black, she couldn't see their eyes.

The bodyguard was sweating profusely. He wondered if the CEO would recognize him. He shouldn't have agreed to let the secretary set up this scheme; if they were discovered, he felt he'd be beaten to death by the CEO.

Song Xianyin skillfully set up her camera. The people in the lobby finally came out, and Song Xianyin stared blankly at Qin Zhaochuan in the lens.

Qin Zhaochuan's eyes lit up when he saw the familiar figure; she had feelings for him!

He suppressed the ever-growing corners of his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help but keep looking at Song Xianyin.

A woman who says one thing but means another; she clearly has feelings for him.

Song Xianyin pretended not to see him; she felt like he was being stared through her.

The secretary stood to the side, silently encouraging him, hoping they would reconcile; he had spent a considerable amount of money this time.

But he knew that if the two of them reconciled, he would have several times more money.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at her capable appearance, and his eyes suddenly reddened. He hadn't seen her in so long; it felt like the last time they met was a lifetime ago.

The reporter in front of him was holding a microphone and looking at Qin Zhaochuan with some confusion. What's wrong with President Qin?

The secretary cleared her throat and reminded Qin Zhaochuan.

Qin Zhaochuan glanced at the reporter in front of him, then looked at Song Xianyin not far away: "What's the question?"

The reporter stammered as he repeated the question, when Qin Zhaochuan suddenly spoke up: "Why is that reporter so far away from me? How can he get a picture like that?"

The secretary's lips twitched. He was saying yesterday that he would never like her again, but today he's not even pretending anymore.

The secretary whispered, "President, she's not the reporter who interviewed you today."

"Alright!" Qin Zhaochuan's voice sounded somewhat regretful.

secretary:……

While patting Qin Zhaochuan, Song Xianyin was thinking about her script for tonight, which definitely needed to grab everyone's attention.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at Song Xianyin. She always looked so cool when she worked, and her work pants were also very nice. He wondered where she bought them and how she had so many work pants.

He heard that she really liked hiking, so he tried it a few days ago and found it quite fun.

Song Xianyin was too hot, so she took a sip of water, but accidentally spilled it. Qin Zhaochuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Song Xianyin's flustered state.

The reporter in front of Qin Zhaochuan: ?

Was his question funny?

Qin Zhaochuan glared at him: "If you don't know how to ask, then ask someone else. Don't keep asking me these pointless questions."

He was already fed up with all the trouble they were digging for his life, and seeing these reporters who were ugly in appearance and ugly in heart, he felt he should ask them for compensation for emotional distress.

The reporter smiled awkwardly. So he had been listening; he was even planning to write about Qin Zhaochuan's diva-like behavior.

Song Xianyin looked up and met Qin Zhaochuan's gaze. His eyes were bright, and it was as if there was an invisible tail behind him.

Song Xianyin cleared her throat and continued looking at the camera. Qin Zhaochuan was somewhat disappointed to see her avoiding his gaze.

However, he was already somewhat pleased that she had come to see him. Qin Zhaochuan raised his chin, his mood getting better and better.

The sun was blazing, and Qin Zhaochuan felt his eyes were getting blurry. He watched as Song Xianyin's hands kept moving.

Was she hinting at something? He wasn't quite sure.

When he saw Song Xianyin make some gesture towards him again, Qin Zhaochuan frowned, hesitated, reached out his hand, and then uncertainly made a heart shape with his hands in her direction.

is that so?

The atmosphere froze instantly. Song Xianyin stared at him blankly, while the reporters in front of her were stunned.

The secretary covered her face, not wanting to stand next to Qin Zhaochuan.