If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

After graduating from wood, she worked in a photography magazine. After a period of hard work, she later had the opportunity to take pictures of the world with the photography team, which also made her a little proud. Of course, for her frequent business trip, Zhong Yuan is extremely dissatisfied.

However, the good times didn’t last long. It didn’t take long for the magazine’s boss to suddenly announce that the magazine’s magazine might not survive.

why? Why, why, sales are falling, capital turnover is tight... Who sees photography magazines this year, you don’t have a half-beauty on the cover, you are embarrassed to say hello to people!

The wood is very depressed, although she has not been here for a long time, but she has already had feelings here, the people around her are very kind, and the master with her is also very good for her, and also guided her many photography skills. ... such a good place, how can we stop and stop?

Seeing the wood crying and mourning, her master comforted her: "Little Muer, don't be sad, you are a talented person, and you are willing to learn. You will definitely develop well in other places."

When I heard that I had to go somewhere else, the wood was even more sad. "Is there really no other way?"

"There is something. As long as someone pays, let us publicize it well, it should not be saved. There are always people in the world who like photography. Unfortunately, everyone has money to speculate in this year, and then they can Stir-fried garlic and fried beans, who will bring it to the magazine!" The teacher said, sighing again and again.

The wood ignited a glimmer of light in his heart: money, Zhong Yuan seems to have a lot of money...

However, how can we convince his profiteers to invest money in a place that is likely to lose money? The wood frowned and drew a circle on the paper, thinking about it.

When the teacher saw her lock her eyebrows and did not speak, she asked, "Little Muer, what do you think?"

Wood replied honestly: "Money."

The teacher sighed helplessly and took out a copy of "The Art of War and the Thirty-six Meters" sitting on the side to relieve boredom.

The wood stared at the words "Thirty-six", and recited thirty-six counts in her heart. Through the exclusion method, she finally decided: to use the beauty.

......

In fact, wood is not very confident about the success rate of the beauty. Zhong Yuan is a sly and sober person. Under normal circumstances, if someone wants to attract him to make a loss, he will eat the bait first and then tell you: I am determined not to Hook up.

But no matter what, the wood has to give it a try.

She took a day off, went to the beauty shop to clean herself from head to toe, and then pulled Xiao Er to go shopping to buy clothes. When she told Xiao Er to buy clothes in order to seduce Zhong Yuan, Xiao Er took her and rushed directly into the **** underwear area of ​​the mall.

The wood wiped the sweat and looked at the so-called **** lingerie in front of him. Some of the styles she couldn’t see how to wear.

"Would you like to be so exaggerated..." The wood blushes and pinches a piece of suspected corset like a fishing net, and asks the second child with concern.

Xiao Er, while holding a mess of underwear in front of her, said: "Wood, trouble you to be a woman's consciousness."

Wood thinks her idea is not reliable. "Then, you, are you going through these? And this..."

Xiao Er glanced at the things in her hand and said disdainfully: "I certainly don't wear them. Usually passersby wears them to me."

Wood: "..." I can’t think of a passerby’s brother who is so coquettish--|||

"Hey," Xiao Er patted her on the shoulder. "You know, the man standing in front of you is surrounded by various beautiful women every day. If you want to hold him firmly, of course, you need to add some material."

The wood then bite his teeth and wants to pack some money from Zhongyuan. Of course, I have to add some material!

Of course, given her IQ and her ability to accept, she finally chose the most conservative one: a black translucent silk sling short skirt with a lace that was short enough to cover her hips.

After buying the pajamas, she went to pick up the nail polish. The second child also knew that Zhongyuan had a **** at this time, so she kept on keeping on. Hesitated between red and pink for a long time, and finally the second sentence "You are taking the young woman route is not a girl route", so she decided to choose red.

As for perfume cosmetics, I didn’t buy anything. Anyway, Zhong Yuan was not very interested in such things, let alone Xiao Er said, "Three woods, your face is already qualified, calculate how to squeeze out the chest. come on."

Wood loves and hates this sentence. Her chest has grown to B. It seems to be big enough...

......

In the evening, the wood was rubbed for more than two hours, of course, the nail polish was applied for nearly an hour. She hasn't painted it before, and she has no experience with this thing. Fortunately, finally finally painted satisfactorily, and the next thing to do is to wait for Zhongyuan to come back.

Zhong Yuan had a more important dinner at night, and it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. He thought that the wood had fallen asleep, he took a shower and then pushed open the door of the bedroom.

The light in the bedroom was lit, and the wood was lying on the bed at the moment, staring at him with wide eyes.

Black hair is like fog, skin is better than snow, slender and well-balanced body, slender legs, and... the sparkling red petals on the tiny feet of the crystal...

Zhongyuan stood in the doorway, his eyes straight, and after a while, two red liquids flowed down his nostrils, flowing through his lips, down his chin, dripping onto his white cotton pajamas, but he I am unaware of this.

The wood panicked, but she thought about several emergency plans, but I did not expect this result. So she jumped out of bed and ran to the front of Zhong Yuan. She pulled out a paper towel and rubbed it hard. She rubbed and said guiltyly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

Zhong Yuan grabbed her hand and looked awkward. "You want my life..."

The wood was crying and mourning to help him stop bleeding. I thought, I don’t just want to borrow some money. I...

Of course, she did not know that Zhong Yuan was a symptom of a brain crash because he had rarely seen this before. When she finally rejoiced that his nose was not bleeding, he had already carried her to the bed and got rid of the intimidating pajamas.

In fact, today Wood wants to take the initiative, but Zhong Yuan does not give her this opportunity.

When she was shackled and unable to breathe in his arms, she remembered her mission tonight. So she said carefully: "Zhong Yuan, I want to borrow money."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan casually agreed, then carefully planted strawberries on her chest, and then all the way down...

Wood thinks that he is perfunctory. "You don't ask me how much I want to borrow?"

"How much." Zhong Yuan's words are confusing because he is kissing the red petals on her toes.

Wood is still a little worried, "That... you won't regret it?"

Zhong Yuan said as she kissed her foot and said with a threatening tone: "Baby, can you not discuss this boring topic in bed?"

The clock had already kissed the inside of her thigh, and the wood was short-circuited. The letter said: "What is that discussion?"

"Discuss," Zhong Yuan looked up and his eyes were hot. "What position do we use next?"

wood:"……"

......

When I had breakfast the next day, the wood asked tentatively: "Zhong Yuan, what did you say yesterday, count?"

Zhong Yuan: "I said a lot of words yesterday. What kind of sentence do you mean? Is it "to buy beautiful nail polish for you in the future", or "Do we want a child?" Or "baby, are you really beautiful today?" or... ..."

Wood quickly blushes and interrupts him. "Borrow money, borrow money..."

"Oh, what do you borrow?"

The wood had to tell the truth.

After listening to the wood, Zhong Yuan kissed her forehead and smiled. "No problem, let your boss come to me with a contract tomorrow."

The wood was pleasantly surprised and it was incredible. Things seemed to be too smooth.

......

The president did not expect that Muer would know Zhongyuan, and he could pull from him to invest. To tell the truth, when he said those words to him, he could not believe it, but Muer did not like this. a child who will lie...

"Mul, how do you know each other?" The president loved the business card in his hand, and his magazine was finally saved.

"Oh, he is my husband."

The president spurted out a blood.

......

When the president gave the contract to Zhong Yuan, Zhong Yuan turned a few times and put down the contract and said: "I am satisfied with your request. I have only one condition."

"what?"

Zhong Yuan screamed out a few words from his teeth: "Let me, old, old, poor, out, bad."

......

The magazine’s economic crisis has subsided and it is very happy with this. Of course, as for the details of the president’s negotiations with her husband, she did not know.

What she didn't know was that after the negotiations that day, everyone who went into the office of Zhongyuan was raised in wages.

She is just a bit strange. Why is it that Zhongyuan is more happy than she is to save the magazine? Why? Why?

"You don't go to hell, who goes to hell, and the grass has the Lord."