Rich and powerful scheming: Please sign the old love husband

As soon as he moved, a serious and powerful voice sounded from behind him: "18257! Sit down!"

Bo Ran tensed up and responded as if reflexively: "Yes."

Cheng Huan looked at the prison guard standing not far away, then at Bo Ran sitting in front of him, and suddenly burst out laughing unbridled.

*

"Ms. Bo, we have carefully read your resume and think you do not meet our requirements. You should find another job."

Bo Ran took his resume and walked into the elevator dejectedly.

All of this is to be expected. She went to jail before graduating from college. With no diploma and a criminal record, no formal company would employ her.

If she can no longer find a job, she will no longer be able to afford daily rent.

When she was desperate, she dialed Sister Tao Zi's phone number.

Tao Zi is a sister she met in prison. She is two years older than her and was released from prison six months ago.

After meeting Cheng Huan that day, she returned to the cell and planned to commit suicide by swallowing her toothbrush, but Sister Tao Zi stopped her.

Tao Zi said: Why is the mistress so mean? It’s because she wants to turn into a good person. How can she turn into a good person if she is so angry with you! If I were you, I would not divorce the scumbag even if I beat him to death! I would let her be a mistress for the rest of her life, and a street rat for the rest of her life, hiding from the light.

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With this mentality, Bo Ran actually survived in prison, and because of his outstanding performance, his sentence was shortened by one year.

Tao Zi was particularly surprised when she received the call: "Xiao Ran, you came out so soon? Oh, what can I say? It's a good thing to come out! Sister, I'll take care of you."

After a while, Tao Zi arrived, driving a small Polo. It seemed that he had been doing well in the past six months.

At this time, Bo Ran felt that he was useless. In the past, he only knew how to use clothes and hands. Others were also released from prison and could quickly find a way out.

Tao Zi invited her to eat pig lung soup, saying it was to get rid of bad luck, and bought grapefruit leaves on the way home.

Bo Ran confessed on the road: "Actually, it's been a few days since I was released from prison, but I just haven't been able to find a job..."

Tao Zi suddenly realized: "People like us are discriminated against. How about I introduce you to the Imperial Palace? But you used to be a wealthy lady, so I guess you don't like this kind of mixed-race place."

The Imperial Palace is a famous entertainment city in Jiangcheng, a gold-selling den for celebrities and rich people, so the tips are naturally large. Tao Zi works there, so no wonder he drove a car in just six months.

Bo Ran pondered for a while, and Tao Zi knew what she was worried about: "Don't worry, tell the foreman clearly, you won't be let out. But this kind of place is just a big dye vat, and there are all kinds of people. If you want to keep yourself clean, just

You have to work harder than ordinary people."

If you can't even eat, what's the point of all those so-called pride and reserve?

Bo Ran nodded: "Sister Tao Zi, please help me introduce her."

That night, Tao Zi dressed up Bo Ran and brought him to the imperial palace.

"You are so young and beautiful, the foreman will definitely use you."

The Imperial Palace, which boasts a million-dollar membership fee, is indeed different from ordinary nightclubs. You can't see those wretched drunkards in the lobby. Everyone who comes in and out is in suits and crisp shirts.

The foreman is a 30-year-old woman named Sister Fang, who is good at dancing, sleek and shrewd. As Tao Zi said, she only glanced at Bo Ran and nodded in agreement: "Let's see the world tonight, and come to work officially tomorrow."

Bo Ran waited until she finished telling her what to pay attention to before he muttered: "I have an additional condition, that is... I won't betray my appearance."