Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 90 That Paparazzo Who Always Scolds Me 1

Song Xianyin, carrying a cannon, hid in the bushes with a serious expression. She had been waiting for Qin Zhaochuan for three days, and finally a girl appeared next to him.

The girl looked at Qin Zhaochuan with some shyness. Qin Zhaochuan had his back to Song Xianyin, and he slightly raised his chin, looking arrogant.

After listening to what the girl had to say, he slowly took off his sunglasses, frowned, and looked at her: "Why did you confess to me? Are you prettier than me?"

The girl's expression stiffened for a moment: "Does not being as pretty as you mean I can't like you?"

Qin Zhaochuan looked at her, puzzled: "I only date people who are as good-looking as me. You like me because of my face, right?"

The girl's face flushed red and then turned pale. She stood there, her eyes brimming with tears.

Song Xianyin quickly snapped photos of the scene, the shutter clicking incessantly; this news would definitely be on the front page tomorrow.

She moved to the side, and Qin Zhaochuan lowered his head, blocking the girl's face. Only her hair could be vaguely seen. From this angle, the two looked like they were kissing.

Unable to bear Qin Zhaochuan's sarcasm any longer, the girl who confessed her feelings threw a flower at his face, causing Qin Zhaochuan's face to turn to the side.

When Song Xianyin saw this, her eyes lit up.

She snapped hundreds more photos.

After Qin Zhaochuan entered the company, Song Xianyin squatted behind a big tree to select photos.

That's right, she was hired by the second male lead to smear Qin Zhaochuan as a paparazzi. Although she was just an intern, the second male lead was so poor that he could only afford to hire her.

Song Xianyin sent Qin Zhaochuan a friend request: "I never do anything to hurt a man."

Qin Zhaochuan quickly accepted her friend request: [?]

Song Xianyin sent him the photos taken from a perspective angle, looking at the screen hesitantly: "If you don't want the photos to be exposed, give me 50 yuan."

Qin Zhaochuan is so rich, this amount of money shouldn't be a big deal for him. He might even think she's asking for too little and give her 500 million.

Song Xianyin stared intently at the screen. Why was Qin Zhaochuan typing so slowly? She couldn't wait any longer.

【5000】

Song Xianyin was shocked when she saw the message Qin Zhaochuan sent: [5000 million?!]

Qin Zhaochuan is actually this rich? Song Xianyin almost cried when she saw the numbers on the screen.

Fifty million! How is she going to spend it?

Qin Zhaochuan sent her a smiling emoji, and Song Xianyin's mood immediately turned cold.

Her brows furrowed tightly. How could Qin Zhaochuan be so stingy? Five thousand yuan wasn't even as much as her salary. She earned five thousand and one yuan a month.

"Forty thousand, that's the lowest I can go." Song Xianyin sighed.

Qin Zhaochuan was the stingiest male lead she had ever met.

Five thousand.

Song Xianyin stared at the numbers on the screen, growing increasingly angry: "Ten thousand should be enough, shouldn't it?"

【four thousand.】

Song Xianyin immediately panicked, wondering why the money was still falling: "Five thousand it is, bring the money and I'll destroy these photos."

She's going to post that photo on Toutiao tomorrow, and the interactive video is going to be sent to the second male lead. The photo of Qin Zhaochuan being beaten is going to be sold to Qin Zhaochuan himself.

She was indeed somewhat impressed with herself for earning three sums of money at once.

No need to destroy them, just send me the photos.

Qin Zhaochuan, who was in a meeting, looked at the thumbnails on his phone and was in a great mood.

I didn't expect the new paparazzi to have such good taste. When he turned his head away, he had such a... what's that word again? Such a broken feeling.

The pictures posted in the green bubble are compressed, so his handsomeness isn't very clear.

Next time he runs into this paparazzi, he'll definitely make her send him the original photos.

Qin Zhaochuan took off his sunglasses and kept zooming in and out of the photo. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Looking at these photos every day makes me feel better.

The others in the meeting room looked at him blankly. They exchanged silent glances and then began to report on their own projects.

After receiving the money, Song Xianyin returned to the company with her spoils.

She sat intently in front of the computer, her mind filled with ideas for tomorrow's headline news.

The manager, sitting in his office, looked with satisfaction at Song Xianyin, who was full of fighting spirit outside. Five thousand and one yuan could not hire a single paparazzi, but it could hire a recent graduate.

So what if you have no experience? Young people are full of fighting spirit, so learn!

She drank a cup of tea and leisurely walked out of the office, eventually ending up behind Song Xianyin.

"Little Song," the manager said with a cheerful smile.

Song Xianyin was startled by the manager behind her: "Manager, what's wrong?"

Looking at the photo on the screen, the manager's eyes were full of admiration: "Little Song, you're really ruthless."

Encouraged, Song Xianyin's eyes welled up with emotion: "Thank you, Manager."

The manager looked at her with satisfaction. As paparazzi, they had to be ruthless and work hard for money, otherwise how could they create sensational news for everyone?

"Xiao Song, how do you plan to send this out?" the manager asked.

Song Xianyin cleared her throat: "The image of the Qin Group's president kissing passionately in the street has been exposed, causing his image to collapse and sparking an uproar across the internet!"

The manager stared blankly at Song Xianyin, her lips trembling uncontrollably: "A genius, a genius!"

This is no newcomer at all; if you didn't know better, you'd think she'd been a paparazzi for ten years.

Song Xianyin was a little embarrassed by the praise: "Manager, I still need to learn."

Encouraged by her manager, Song Xianyin worked even harder, and she finally found her place in the world.

Her second male client also messaged her: "Thank you, could you send more next time?"

Song Xianyin frowned as she looked at the message: [Additional money required.]

She's very realistic.

The second male lead took a long time to reply to her message: "Can I pay in installments?"

Song Xianyin twitched her lips as she looked at the message. If you don't have money, don't try to do this kind of thing. She turned off her phone and stopped replying.

Shouldn't the currency in the fictional world be inflated? How could something like this happen?

The next day, the headline was released as scheduled, and the photo, which only showed the back of the subject, immediately spread across the entire internet.

[“Qin Group CEO's public display of affection in the street exposed, his image collapses and causes uproar online!”]

[“Qin Group CEO passionately kisses woman in the street, shocking the entire internet: The mystery guest is actually her?”]

[“The male god's romantic kiss at the end, who can resist this scene?”]

When Secretary Qin woke up and checked his phone, the sky had fallen. What were the other departments doing? He hadn't heard any messages from them.

When he rushed to the company, Qin Zhaochuan was already sitting in his office, and the secretary was stunned.

He stood nervously beside Qin Zhaochuan, clutching the documents: "President, I've already had them handle it."

Qin Zhaochuan nodded: "These media outlets are getting more and more outrageous."

He clicked the mouse, his eyes fixed on the computer screen.

"Isn't this perfect for wallpaper?" Qin Zhaochuan looked at him earnestly.

The secretary glanced at the screen; the girl's part had been completely photoshopped out, leaving only a corner of the flower, his silhouette, and his profile.

The secretary was silent for a moment, then nodded.