Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 94 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 5

The bodyguards were terrified. One of them grabbed Song Xianyin's arm and prepared to throw her out.

Qin Zhaochuan glared at her, his eyes red with anger. No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this before.

Other reporters must have captured that scene on camera.

Qin Zhaochuan said with a dark face, "If anyone dares to release the photos from just now, they can forget about staying in City A."

The reporters below silently deleted the photos from their cameras. Who among those standing at the front hadn't had their camera smashed by Qin Zhaochuan?

Seeing that the headline had disappeared, Song Xianyin hurriedly shouted, "President Qin, if you fire me, it will only be your loss!"

"You can look at what I took before you kick me out!"

Qin Zhaochuan looked at those somewhat familiar eyes, his brows furrowing tightly.

"Give it to me. If I'm not satisfied, you can forget about working at your newspaper."

The two bodyguards looked down intently at the photos Song Xianyin had taken.

"President, she's definitely got some skills!"

"It looks good."

Qin Zhaochuan's curiosity was also piqued. He leaned back in his seat and casually stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

He wanted to see just how good-looking she was. If she was good-looking, it meant she was good-looking, and she would look good no matter how she was photographed. If she wasn't good-looking, it meant her technique was terrible, and he could tell her to get lost.

Qin Zhaochuan frowned as he looked at the photos in the camera. He looked at each one one by one, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

He tapped the seat lightly with his hand, and his expression softened.

"The photos are pretty good; you can tell they were taken with care."

Song Xianyin nodded vigorously: "President Qin, I was just too engrossed in my work and that's why I accidentally bumped into you."

Qin Zhaochuan didn't want to continue this topic, so he handed the camera back to her: "Alright, alright, let's continue the press conference."

The other reporters were so angry watching this scene that they gritted their teeth. Which newspaper's reporter was this, so scheming!

Song Xianyin stood beautifully in the first row, carrying her camera and snapping photos.

Qin Zhaochuan looked at Song Xianyin's camera and slowly responded to the rumors of the past few days.

He had just closed his eyes when he felt her press the shutter button.

Qin Zhaochuan's face darkened. Did she even know how to take pictures? She must have filmed him until his eyes closed.

But when he thought about those photos from earlier, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

After taking enough photos of his face from the front, Qin Zhaochuan pretended to naturally turn his face to the side, revealing his sharp jawline.

His secretary was answering questions for him, while he gazed thoughtfully into the distance.

He glanced at Song Xianyin's camera out of the corner of his eye and noticed that after he finished taking pictures, Qin Zhaochuan lowered his head at a 45-degree angle, and Song Xianyin began snapping away.

The photographers around kept calling out, "Mr. Qin, could you please look at the camera?"

"Mr. Qin, we are..."

Qin Zhaochuan ignored him, leaning back in his seat and staring at Song Xianyin's camera.

Amidst her busy schedule, Song Xianyin glanced at Qin Zhaochuan. Had Qin Zhaochuan gone mad? Why was he staring at her camera the whole time?

Other reporters also noticed this, and they glared angrily at Song Xianyin for disrupting industry rules.

After the press conference, Qin Zhaochuan stood in front of Song Xianyin and asked suspiciously, "Are you a reporter from Zhenzhi Daily?"

Her style is very similar to several recent news articles from the True Knowledge Daily.

Although the newspaper is called Zhenzhibao (True Knowledge Newspaper), it's full of fake news; they're quite adept at making things up.

Song Xianyin pretended not to hear, packed her things and ran away immediately.

Anyway, she was wearing a mask, so even if Qin Zhaochuan wanted revenge, he wouldn't be able to trace it back to her.

At this time, University A was holding its sports meet, and there were many people on campus, with volunteers everywhere.

Bai Silu wiped the sweat from her forehead. Being a class monitor is no good; you have to take the initiative for every activity.

She had to take injured athletes to the infirmary one minute and give directions to people outside the school the next.

"Sisi, you must have had a very tiring day." A cool voice sounded behind Bai Siluo.

Bai Siluo turned around in confusion, and when she saw who it was, her eyes crinkled into a smile: "Senior."

Looking at the energetic Bai Siluo, Ye Jun gripped the hem of his clothes tightly.

What should I do? I'm starting to get nervous again.

He mustered his courage and handed her the water in his hand: "Sisi, here, have some."

This bottle of water cost him twenty yuan, which stung a little, but Sisi deserved the best.

Bai Siluo looked at the water in his hand with a slightly embarrassed expression. She scratched her head sheepishly and said, "Senior, you can drink it yourself. I don't need it."

She has a lot of water.

Ye Jun smiled gently at her and said, "Drink up, Sisi. I bought this especially for you."

Bai Silu's expression became even more conflicted: "But my mother won't let me drink such cheap water."

Ye Jun's expression froze instantly. Cheap?

Is a bottle of water that costs 20 yuan considered cheap?

His face turned bright red; he felt his self-esteem had been humiliated.

Ye Jun insisted on helping her move her things, and Bai Siluo had no choice but to agree.

The senior looked so thin, like he was malnourished; she felt like she could pick him up and carry him.

Looking at the basket full of equipment in front of her, Ye Jun stood in front of her, his eyes full of pity: "Sisi, let me help you. Girls shouldn't carry these things."

He bent down, hugged the basket, gritted his teeth and strained, but the basket still wouldn't budge.

Sisi was still watching from the side, and Ye Jun's forehead veins were bulging, but he still didn't pick up the thing.

Bai Siluo sighed and patted Ye Jun's hand, signaling him to move aside.

"Senior, please stop being so stubborn."

Can I say this? Her muscles are bigger than his. Is the senior the greyhound that people online talk about?

"So weak, I don't know how he'll ever get married," Bai Siluo shook her head.

Ye Jun looked at her steady steps, and his eyes suddenly reddened. Did Sisi hate him now?

He was silent for a while, then started sending messages to Song Xianyin.

Miss Song, could you come out for a moment?

The other side replied quickly: [?]

Ye Jun gritted his teeth: "How about we talk about salary at a coffee shop near your company?"

Why don't you just send it directly???

The three question marks represented Song Xianyin's speechlessness on the other side.

Ye Jun put down his phone. He had already said that whether she went or not was her own business.

He arrived at the coffee shop soon.

When he was ordering, he stared at the prices and froze. But since he was already there, he couldn't just walk away; that would be too embarrassing.

He gritted his teeth and ordered a mid-priced coffee.

Looking out the window at the crowds of people coming and going, he suddenly felt a pang of melancholy.

Song Xianyin rushed over in a hurry; her eyes were dark and swollen, clearly from staying up all night.

For those in their line of work, working overtime and staying up late is a common occurrence.

"Quickly." Song Xianyin placed the QR code for payment on the table.

Why does Ye Jun make so much trouble? He could have just transferred the money, but he insisted on meeting in person.