Chapter 1615: Female model who was rejected to death 6

Chapter 1615: Female model who was rejected to death 6

In the identity of He Yunlan, solve this problem.

Instead of becoming He Yunlan, eroded by the boundless darkness and pain.

She was her only hope, the only lamp she could touch.

Shu Ange looked up at the sky blocked by tall buildings, and held something in his palm.

Instead of being clearly arranged by fate, it is better to find your own power in the slits of time and space.

The original owner's body needs to be taken care of, Shu Ange yawned, and after taking a hot bath in the bathtub where the unobstructed original owner had committed suicide, he rested comfortably.

Seeing that her sisters changed from the wild and tender style of the nightclub to the quiet and fresh, Wu Yu's eyes almost popped out.

She could only attribute this to the fact that He Yunlan walked around the gate of **** and was not as stubborn as before.

A mouse, a computer, an older girl with a teddy bear and braids.

Shu Ange was holding a lollipop, moving the mouse quickly, and playing games intently.

After half a month of recuperation, she looked much better, not as scary as before.

In the eyes of those who lend small loans, Shu Ange is still a fat sheep, so they are not in a hurry to harvest her immediately.

The thoughts of these people are very clear in her heart.

How did the rich and powerful landlords in ancient times force the good to become prostitutes? Now, these unconscionable people are how to pull innocent female college students into the water.

She is in no hurry.

After a game was over, Shu Ange clicked on the job search page and quickly edited a resume.

This is a self-recommended resume.

She plans to apply for a job at Black and White Studio, which is the legendary Internet company that doesn't clock in at work, roams around after get off work, and works overtime to become immortal.

It can be said that she is a drunkard, not drinking, or that she is looking for a way out for herself.

For a young and beautiful little girl, what is valuable is not only her body, but also her excellent mind.

He Yunlan was emotionally manipulated by Mo Zimo, played with applause, and lost his wishes and dreams.

Shu Ange came back little by little, she was still very young.

In this era, what industry can make money faster than learning it.

The young and strong do not work hard, and the boss is sad. She wants to be a good example for everyone and take the lead.

She copied many copies of her resume and sent them to Yu Xuefeng's personal mailbox and the studio mailbox.

As for whether it will be blocked as spam, it depends on luck.

Everyone loves to gossip. In the resume attached to Shu Ange, there was a small video of her holding Yu Xuefeng's business card.

Black and white studios are hiring, and there are countless responders.

HR complained a lot, looking for the talents they need from the vast resume library.

"Old Li, I said that our company is very strong, and this time we must recruit some Cheng Yuan."

"At least the front desk should choose someone who will make people's eyes bright, and they will feel shocked at once."

"The description of 257, why does it sound like a flower to me."

In the jokes of everyone, after hr selected the shortlist, he sent a group interview notice.

The interview was in the Kyoto business center, in order to be in line with international standards and to create the image of a black and white studio.

As for the work place, it changes with Yu Xuefeng's inspiration.

He is the soul of the entire development team, where he is, the soul of black and white is there.

The phone screen lit up, and a string of familiar numbers appeared in front of Shu Ange.

Three years after graduation, the original owner still retains the habit of not saving phone numbers.

The person who called was Mo Zimo.

The phone was connected, and Shu Ange let out a laziness.

On the other side, Mo Zimo pressed his chest and said patiently, "Yun Lan, are you still angry? Actually, I really don't want to give up on you, I'm just afraid of losing Lin Qing, one of the few friends. You shut up. Eyes for dozens of seconds, I will give you a surprise."

In the microphone, his voice was deliberately soft, and he was the most approachable and hard-to-reject lemon boyfriend.

"Mo Zimo, when will you repay the various small loans you borrowed as me?"

The topic changed from tenderness to real issues, and Mo Zimo, who claimed to be a saint of love, couldn't bear it.

He took out the key from his pocket and opened the door smoothly.

The door opened, the scent of lilies spread like smoke, and the sun shone into the dimly lit room, and everything became clear.

Mo Zimo wore a simple shirt and suit pants, closed the door, and walked towards Shu Ange with a lily in his arms.

The young man's long and narrow brows, the reddish corners of his eyes, and the solemnity and anxiety with which he embraced the lily, are all enough to make one's heart move.

"Yun Lan, I'm here to see you."

Zhou Yunlan's sudden suicide surprised Mo Zimo, but also a little proud.

Women are such stupid creatures, as long as they are a little ambiguous in their rhetoric, they can play each other with applause.

She still has use value now and can't die.

Not preventing her from getting too excited, Mo Zimo let her dry for a while.

"Yun Lan, your suicide made me realize that I can't live without you. When I think of how much you love me, I feel deeply pained and regretful."

A classic quote from a scumbag, Shu Ange bit a lollipop and looked at Mo Zimo with dark eyes.

The corners of his eyes and brows are full of drama. It is a pity not to go to the entertainment circle for such an acting school.

"Yes, when will the loan be repaid?"

The question that directly hit the soul made Mo Zi's face darken: "Yun Lan, how many times have I explained to you. As long as this period of time is passed, our company will be able to make money and make money. You have to believe in yourself, in me and Lin. sir."

Mo Zimo's eyebrows danced, and his tone was impassioned.

"Can I really trust you?"

than acting? who is afraid of who.

Shu Ange lowered his eyes and grabbed his clothes with his fingers uneasily.

"After you said you wanted to break up with me, I suddenly felt that life had no meaning at all. One more second of life is another second of suffering. No one cares about me, cares about me, even you don't want me anymore."

She fully showed the original owner's pessimistic emotions.

Mo Zimo put the lily on the table, approached her, and held her hand on his knees.

Shu Ange pretended to be angry and pulled out his hand.

Fortunately, Mo Zimo, like her, didn't want to hold each other's hands.

"Don't worry, I will accompany you, Yun Lan. Besides me and Lin Qing, who else will care about you."

"But... I don't feel safe, can you write me an IOU? I have invested so much money in the company, but I don't even count as a partner."

After saying this, Shu Ange whispered in a trance: "If one day you don't want me, I will burn the IOU you wrote to myself, and then commit suicide, so that your promise will always be with me."

To outsiders, her mental state was obviously abnormal.

Mo Zimo still coaxed her and said, "Okay, I'll write an IOU for you. Yun Lan, have you rested these days? I want you to accompany me to talk business. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much. ."