“Huh—”
Boss Jin is dead.
“Murder!”
“Murder!”
The young man who had been scolded away was not affected at all because he was “scolded away” and was released from prison smoothly a month later.
The middle-aged man who had been giving Boss Jin a "good-hearted" massage before, after confirming that Boss Jin was beyond saving, "woken up from a dream". After looking at the older criminal, he pretended to be sad and started shouting as he rushed out.
"I killed him. I plead guilty."
The old criminal who wanted to commit suicide took the blame alone, but because of his good attitude towards admitting his guilt, he was sentenced to a suspended death sentence.
Later, due to "chance", he made an invention that he had no idea about, and was sentenced to life imprisonment. He successfully retired in prison.
After all, there are some things that they really have no evidence for.
The methods that Boss Bai used on Boss Jin were indeed able to deceive the world, and he could even disperse the souls of those who died at his hands and the evil spirits following him.
But there are always some people in this world who will remember these things clearly.
He died in his own greed and arrogance.
Cause and effect will always be cyclical, and retribution will always come.
Qiao Qiao didn't know that Boss Jin would have such a bright future.
After reporting Boss Jin and watching him being taken away by the police, she could finally experience what it was like to be a CEO. She excitedly went to the brokerage building, 3M, across from the hotel.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"In our company, outsiders are not allowed to enter!"
After Qiao Qiao went over, he was kicked out by 3M security before he could even open his mouth.
“Puff…”
Zhang Tianming, who was following behind Qiao Qiao, saw all of this and couldn't help laughing wildly towards the sky.
"Bang!"
President Qiao was so angry that he threw the agency's transfer contract and immediately asked the company's advertising department to change the 3M label on the outside to 2B.
Zhang Tianming: “…”
3M staff: “…”
Putting aside other things, the new president's way of laying off employees is quite special.
They are hesitating whether to leave their jobs.
The newly emerged capitalist Qiao Qiao felt the joy of having the power of life and death and holding great power amidst everyone's hesitation, and he laughed quite wildly.
"Resign?"
"What job?"
"Boss Jin is still paying for this month's wages. Add up your wages and work hard for me before you leave!"
"Okay!"
3M is a brokerage company. When Boss Jin was in charge, the company culture he established was economy and efficiency, which meant more work and less money.
In addition, due to the special nature of the agency, company employees may face public opinion about artists at any time and anywhere, so they have not heard the word "off work" for many times.
Of course, this is not the current situation of 3M, but the current situation of all brokerage companies in the entertainment industry.
Therefore, when the staff heard Qiao Qiao say this, they were not scared by her "arrogance", but went back to pack up their things.
Well, it’s half past five now, and I have to get off work at six o’clock. It seems that we really need to make good use of time!
President Qiao didn't have time to care about these things, because after everyone left, President Qiao sat on Boss Jin's large leather sofa. Before he could enjoy himself enough, he received a call from Zhou Lu:
Clicking the call button, Zhou Lu's devastated roar was heard:
"What have you done again, old stool?"
"The bricks are all cracked!"
Qiao Qiao glanced at his newly acquired company. He was now wealthy and powerful, no longer stingy. His tone was so calm that it frightened him: "If the bricks are cracked, just burn them again."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I have plenty of money now!"
“…”
Zhou Lu sneered and without arguing with Qiao Qiao, he directly threw a photo to Qiao Qiao.
It can be clearly seen in the photos that the cracked temple bricks include not only the ones that Zhou Lu is currently burning these two days, but also the ones that Zhou Lu had burned before.
In other words, all of Qiao Qiao’s hard work was in vain!
"That's it, it doesn't matter?"
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Qiao Qiao was speechless.
What made her even more distressed was that although she got the money from 3M, she had to wait at least half a year to get her share of the money because many procedures had not been completed.
"And six months from now, with your current fate of being poor, can you really make money?"
Zhang Tianming saw all of this, and after laughing, he began to have deep doubts about Qiao Qiao's fortune.
"Boss, this is bad!"
"Sister Hongying, Sister Hongying was injured while filming!"
"She can't stop filming that drama, and the penalty for breach of contract is very high. Her agent is waiting for your decision: compensation, compensation, and compensation!"
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Qiao Qiao felt that Zhang Tianming was a jinx.
On her first day as president, she didn't receive any salary because of the curse, but instead all the coins in her pocket were taken away.
"Wow, wow, wow... I will never gamble again!"
It is certainly happy when you make money, but it really makes you want to kneel down when you spend all the money you have worked so hard to save!
"Boom—"
As Qiao Qiao was crying pitifully, thunder and lightning sounded again outside the building where the rain was gradually stopping, as if to say: Next time you want to gamble, you won’t have the chance.
Because when the time comes, I, the ancestor, will definitely chop you to death!
“…”
Fortunately, there is always a way out.
Just when Qiao Qiao was so poor that she wanted to die, the variety show that director Lin Feng arranged for her before leaving officially started recording.
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