Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 93 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 4

After seeing the photos taken by the other two paparazzi, Qin Zhaochuan's expression grew increasingly grim, and his secretary looked at him with some fear.

Qin Zhaochuan handed him the camera, and he coldly asked, "Do these look like me?"

The secretary actually thought the photos were quite handsome, but seeing Qin Zhaochuan's expression, he immediately shook his head: "President, they didn't capture your handsomeness at all. The paparazzi's skills are getting worse and worse these days."

He handed the camera to the bodyguard, who stomped on the memory card on the ground and yelled, "Who gave you permission to take such a picture of President Qin? Who gave you permission to take such a picture? Speak up!"

The three paparazzi huddled together, crying their hearts out: "We'll never do it again, we'll never do it again!"

Behind the tree, a small bright spot flashed briefly, and Song Xianyin snapped two photos before running away.

When she got home, she panicked because she hadn't earned any money that day, so she took a taxi straight to Qin's. She never expected to see such a shocking scene as soon as she arrived.

The next morning, the manager walked into the office with a beaming smile.

Today's news broke again; how can this not be considered the undisputed star of their newspaper?

She opened the newspaper, and the headline caught her eye: [Qin, with his men, ambushed a poor reporter late at night, attempting to silence her and cover up the truth.]

Sister Lin let out a silvery laugh; she was about to make a fortune again today.

The office staff also congratulated Song Xianyin.

"Xiao Song, the younger generation is surpassing the older generation; your achievements are already beyond our reach," an employee exclaimed.

The Qin family's security is incredibly strong; reporters who get caught are practically skinned alive before they can get out, but she managed to return safely several times.

Not to mention, they've also made so many headlines.

Song Xianyin felt embarrassed by their praise, and her resolve to follow this path strengthened.

She wasn't particularly outstanding in other areas, but I never expected her talent to be here!

The Qin family was extremely lively at this time.

The secretary stood obsequiously beside Qin Zhaochuan: "President, I didn't expect this newspaper's photography skills to be so impressive. They took such beautiful photos even in such darkness."

Qin Zhaochuan looked at the photos in the newspaper, a slight smile playing on his lips. This newspaper had truly surprised and delighted him.

Unexpectedly, after the last photo, you have taken a new level of skill.

"Secretary Li, do you think she knows me?"

Secretary Li was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of the sentence for a moment: "President, you must know him, right?"

They've taken so many photos already, and the style of the photography and the titles are quite distinctive.

"I once saw a quote online that said the camera has emotions," Qin Zhaochuan said with a sigh as he put down his newspaper.

I really want to see who it is. If this person wanted to attract his attention in this way, then he has already achieved his goal.

Last night's scene was so ordinary, yet he was able to take such powerful photos. He couldn't think of any other reason than love.

Speaking of which, why isn't the scammer who cheated him sending him photos anymore? The two of them have quite similar styles.

Qin Zhaochuan hesitated for a moment, then sent a message: 【Are you there?】

But he waited for a long time and still didn't get a reply. Qin Zhaochuan laughed in exasperation; it was always the other person who waited for his messages.

He simply deleted the pinned contact; he hates people who don't reply to messages.

At this moment, Song Xianyin was engrossed in writing news articles, focusing on her career.

Suddenly, a woman dressed head-to-toe in designer clothes burst into the office.

"Who wrote this news? Come out here!" The girl angrily threw the newspaper on the ground.

Everyone in the office was startled by her; they looked at each other, unsure what to say.

They're good with words, not with words, especially when it comes to conflict.

Song Xianyin had sharp eyes and spotted the photo in the newspaper immediately. Wasn't that the one she took?

She pretended not to see it, and kept banging her keys on the keyboard.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the girl became even angrier: "Don't you feel guilty about making this kind of fake news? Brother Chuan isn't that kind of person!"

The atmosphere grew even more tense, and no one dared to speak.

Don't be fooled by how sharp these people in the office are when they write news; when facing the public, they're practically mute.

Song Xianyin recognized her; it was Bai Siluo, the female lead. She was fiery but kind-hearted, but because she was so fiery, Song Xianyin didn't dare to make a sound.

They say one should take responsibility for their own actions, but she dared not.

Just then, Sister Lin walked out of the office with a smile and said, "Oh my, isn't this our Miss Bai?"

Bai Siluo shook off her hand, and she was so angry that her face turned red: "Who are you? How come your newspaper always publishes such fake news, which seriously tarnishes Brother Chuan's reputation?"

The photo I took yesterday looked like something out of a gangster movie; it had a really bad influence.

Sister Lin coaxed her into the office, where Bai Siluo's angry voice could be heard from time to time.

The students around Song Xianyin glanced at her silently and then shook their heads.

Being criticized is nothing to be afraid of; what's truly terrifying is not making headlines and losing money.

I don't know what Sister Lin said, but Bai Siluo came out with a smile. She looked a little shy and spoke to Sister Lin in a much softer voice.

"Miss Bai, I've wanted to get to know you for a long time. Now that I finally have this opportunity, shall we exchange contact information?"

Bai Siluo felt Sister Lin getting closer, and her face turned even redder. She nodded shyly and said, "Mmm."

The fragrance emanating from Sister Lin lingered in her nostrils. Was this the scent of a mature woman?

Sister Lin smiled and gently tucked a strand of hair behind Sisi's ear: "Sisi, how about we go for afternoon tea sometime?"

Bai Siluo was so nervous she could barely speak. She nodded and said, "I'm available anytime."

Sister Lin's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Then we'll contact each other later."

Seeing Bai Siluo being coaxed into becoming an embryo, the others were amazed. No wonder she is Sister Lin.

Bai Siluo looked up at the office upstairs, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. She couldn't believe there was someone in the world who understood her so well.

Meanwhile, Qin's press conference was about to begin, and reporters had already surrounded Qin's office.

This press conference mainly addressed the previous news items, which are of great interest to everyone.

Song Xianyin arrived late; the trees, nearby buildings, and surrounding shops were all filled with reporters carrying large cameras.

When the distance isn't close enough, you need to use equipment to make up for it.

But there's nothing to worry about. Qin Zhaochuan has already come out, and everyone is frantically taking pictures.

Song Xianyin frowned seriously and bent down to squeeze through the gaps between the reporters.

"Damn it, whose camera poked my back?!"

Song Xianyin doesn't care about any of that; the headlines are hers!

She closed her eyes and charged forward with all her might in one direction; opportunities are earned through hard work!

Finally, she realized that something was blocking her camera.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and Song Xianyin suddenly had a bad feeling.

When she looked up, she saw Qin Zhaochuan's magnified face. He was staring at her coldly, and her camera was shoved right in his face.

The bodyguard next to him was so frightened that he immediately rushed over. Was this paparazzi an athlete? How could he be so fast?

Qin Zhaochuan's face was frighteningly dark. He was sitting there peacefully when suddenly an unidentified object rushed towards him.

"Hey reporter, put your camera down in my face!"