Chapter 30
The temperature in the entire room seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

"Song Chujiu!"

His thin lips suddenly drew an icy arc, and a pair of red phoenix eyes suddenly lifted up, those long, narrow and dark pupils were full of frost.

When the assistant in front of him saw the look in his eyes, he couldn't help praying for Song Chujiu in his heart.

For such a long time, it was the first time she saw her president show such an expression.

On weekdays, even in big bidding fairs, no matter what time it is, he always looks like he has the chance to win, and people can never see through his heart.

This time, it can make people really feel that he is angry.

Still because of a woman.

"Find me all the information about Song Chujiu."

"Yes."

The assistant responded respectfully.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and said cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, should I contact Ms. Song and ask her to delete the photo."

"After all, you are now the president of the Jiang Group. If the photo appears on the Internet, I'm afraid..."

There was a bit of worry in Wang Anlai's words.

Jiang Chenxi sneered: "If she wants to send a message, can you stop her?"

"As long as she has the courage to speak up, she must be prepared to never be in the entertainment circle."

His voice was bitingly cold, like the voice of Satan from hell, making his judgment.

"Understood Mr. Jiang."

...

After Song Chujiu carefully changed the clothes on her body, she went back to the clothing store.

She is poor!
Too poor to uncover the pot.

The money to borrow this dress is her half a year's rent.

She stood in front of the ATM, looked at the account balance in the bank card and sighed.

She had never worried about money in her previous life.

Well, to accept such a body in this life, to accept the life that was messed up by the original owner, Song Chujiu felt very fucked.

She was in a bad mood.

There is nothing good in Song Chujiu's memory.

She wore the last 1000 yuan she took out of her bank card and went back to her... kennel.

It’s okay to only have 1000 yuan, and you have to pay [-] yuan to pay the rent.

She was very helpless.

She lives in a dark urban village.

In the dark and narrow alley, there are flies buzzing on the stinky gutter, and the entire road surface is uneven. Whenever it rains, you can accidentally step on the smelly and dirty stagnant water.

The house is only six square meters.

Put a single bed and table and there is no room for anything else.

Even the closet was barely stuffed by her.

She also didn't know how the original Song Chujiu got mixed up like this.

He obviously has a family and a father, but he has become homeless.

Instead, she asked her stepmother and Song Na to visit, and even kicked her out.

Not only that, after Song Na climbed up to Gu Yijie, she tried every means to take away all her TV series and resources.

The family also forced her to give up resources to Song Na, threatening her with the life of her own brother Song Feihan.

Song Chujiu couldn't help but sneer every time he thought of this.

If it was him? According to her temperament, it would be impossible for her to move out.

Of course I live at home.

See who can tear who.

Let's see who kills who.

What a wonderful life living at home, isn't moving out just an escape?
She, Song Chujiu, never liked to escape.

When she got home, she put the U disk hidden in the ditch in a drawer and locked it, and then began to look at the photos this time on the bed.

Her hand hit the send button.

Looking at those photos, she hesitated in her heart.

(End of this chapter)

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