Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 97 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 8

Just as they were heading towards the private room, Ye Jun suddenly rushed up, his eyes red, glaring fiercely at them.

Qin Zhaochuan frowned. Who was this enemy of his this time?

He stood in front of Song Xianyin, completely blocking her view.

"Speak," Qin Zhaochuan said impatiently, looking at him.

Ye Jun was so angry that he could hardly breathe. He cursed, "You surnamed Song, I gave you so much money, and this is how you betray me?"

He asked her to badmouth Qin Zhaochuan, but she ended up chatting and laughing with Qin Zhaochuan the whole way.

Qin Zhaochuan looked down at the person in front of him: "Where did this shorty come from? Go back to where you came from."

He keeps making a scene here; it's incredibly embarrassing.

Ye Jun instantly broke down: "I'm 1.8 meters tall without my shoes!"

His family was poor, and he rarely ate meat growing up. It's already quite remarkable that he's grown to this height.

"Song Xianyin, pay back the money!" Ye Jun's gaze passed through Qin Zhaochuan and he stared fiercely at Song Xianyin.

He complained that she was always manipulating him and trying to take his money, but it turned out she was already happily married to Qin Zhaochuan.

He sneered, "Qin Zhaochuan, do you know who she is?"

Do you know who filmed and wrote those recent news stories that have gone viral about you?

He pointed at Song Xianyin: "It's all because of this woman behind you, she's someone I hired to smear you!"

The hotel lobby was extremely quiet. Other staff members tried to pull him away, but Ye Jun pushed them away forcefully.

He screamed like a madman, "None of you are allowed to bully me!"

Qin Zhaochuan suddenly realized, and he looked at Song Xianyin behind him: "So it was you who wrote it."

His guess was right; there aren't many people who can take such good photos of him.

Ye Jun suddenly covered his face and burst into tears. He squatted on the ground, crying, "Give me back my money! Give me back my money!"

That was the money he earned from working, but Song Xianyin swindled it all away.

Song Xianyin looked at him angrily: "I won't pay it back. That's my hard-earned money. Why should I pay it back?"

This commotion can't go on forever. Qin Zhaochuan could tell from Ye Jun's expression that he didn't have much money, and anything that could be solved with money wasn't a problem.

He said calmly, "How much? I'll give it to you. Just don't bother her again."

Song Xianyin was angered by Qin Zhaochuan's words: "Why should I give it to him? It's what I deserve!"

Qin Zhaochuan was taken aback by Song Xianyin's harsh words and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

He frowned. "I just want to help you resolve this."

But she showed him no respect at all!

Song Xianyin shoved the camera into her secretary's arms, and the secretary quickly hugged it.

Song Xianyin walked up to Ye Jun, who was still throwing a tantrum: "Are you going to get up or not?"

Ye Jun continued to wail. This wasn't his usual way of doing things, but he had run out of money and had to go all out.

Qin Zhaochuan frowned. He had already said that he would just give them the money and send them away.

The next second, Song Xianyin kicked Ye Jun hard, and Ye Jun lay on the ground staring blankly at the ceiling.

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the secretary stared at Song Xianyin in shock.

Then he saw Song Xianyin grab Ye Jun and lift him up, yelling, "Get out! I'll beat you every time I see you again!"

Ye Jun ran away in a panic.

Secretary Lin fell silent as he looked at the faint muscles on Song Xianyin's arms.

Once inside the private room, none of the three spoke. Qin Zhaochuan walked normally again and no longer needed to look down at people.

The people in the private room were somewhat flattered by Qin Zhaochuan's amiable demeanor today.

Qin Zhaochuan told Song Xianyin to eat first, because she was going to take pictures of him later.

The others looked at Song Xianyin with some confusion; she was such an unfamiliar face.

Song Xianyin finished eating quickly. Everyone at the table was drinking and barely eating any food, but she ate happily.

She turned her head and found that Secretary Lin was eating more than her. Noticing that Song Xianyin was looking at her, he quietly said to Song Xianyin, "Eat quickly, or the food will get cold and won't taste good."

Qin Zhaochuan didn't rush her; he continued talking about work with that kind of person.

After Song Xianyin had eaten and drunk her fill, she started working. The lighting was actually quite good.

The others were listening attentively to Qin Zhaochuan, but then he suddenly fell silent.

Then the other bosses watched as Qin Zhaochuan stared at Song Xianyin's camera, sometimes raising his glass to drink, sometimes leaning back in his chair looking melancholy.

The others looked at each other, unsure how to react.

Are they going to cheer? But they're practically half-buried; such young people shouldn't be sycophantic.

After Song Xianyin finished taking the photos, she showed them to Qin Zhaochuan for inspection. Qin Zhaochuan nodded reservedly and said, "It's just a normal occasion, no need to be too serious, just take a casual photo."

Song Xianyin didn't believe it. If she really just took a few casual photos, he would definitely be furious.

The dinner ended quickly, and Song Xianyin took a bunch of photos; she still needed to edit them later.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhaochuan really did make a million a day, and the money had already been transferred to her account.

Sure enough, it's important to find the right person to rely on. Working with Ye Jun, she's almost starving, and he's also incredibly picky.

In contrast, Qin Zhaochuan was much easier to please. He didn't think much of the random photos she took; he just thought they were her style.

After the dinner, Secretary Lin first drove Song Xianyin home.

Secretary Lin let out a burp, and a moment later a cold look came from behind her.

Secretary Lin realized what was happening and quickly opened the window, almost forgetting that there was a King of Hell behind him.

"Secretary Lin, what do you think of her filming?" Qin Zhaochuan asked casually.

Secretary Lin nodded vigorously: "Very good, President."

Actually, he couldn't really tell the difference between Song Xianyin and the other photographers, but since the boss had spoken, he could only say that.

A smile flickered in Qin Zhaochuan's eyes: "This is the first time in my life I've met a photographer who understands me so well."

He doesn't even need to yell at me to know what kind of film he wants. He's going to fire the company's photography team tomorrow. They're so expensive, and they still shoot so badly.

Unlike Song Xianyin, who was so happy when she only received one million, the photographers at Qin's company always charged at least five million.

The thought of saving four million in the future made Qin Zhaochuan feel better.

Secretary Lin also knew about this. The president even wanted to poach Song Xianyin. Before she even arrived, the president had already started to fleece her.

Qin Zhaochuan couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of Song Xianyin's happy reaction to receiving the money.

Secretary Lin glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at Qin Zhaochuan with some concern. Why was the president acting so strangely after he came out?

Qin Zhaochuan tapped his fingers lightly on the car window as he looked out the window and remarked with some emotion, "This is the first time I've seen such a special woman."

"Pfft—" Secretary Lin, who was driving, couldn't hold back anymore.