My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Such people are born to shine in the spotlight.

An idea suddenly popped into Song Qi's mind.

He stared at Yan Rui carefully, his appearance was top-notch and exquisite, such a person would look good in magazines.

You don't need to talk, you can do whatever you want, it's more than enough to be a vase.

"Yan Rui, do you have a job?"

Yan Rui shook his head.

Yan Rui's background is a mystery, he has no money, no influence and is stupid, but he was able to enter this academy, who would believe that he didn't come through the back door?

At that time, there was a rumor in the school bar that he was adopted by someone. The one who raised him was an old man who was fat, short and ugly. He was also a pedophile who liked to go through the back door. A handsome male student.

The more rumors spread, the more people believed them.

After all, a worthless man like Yan Rui can only rely on prostitution.

Song Qi changed his mind, and now he couldn't help thinking about it.

After thinking about it, I felt that my thoughts were too dirty. If Yan Rui was really taken care of by the patron, logically speaking, it shouldn't be so miserable.

Song Qi asked him in a different way: "Do you want to find a job? This way you have money to buy candy. Of course, you can buy other things besides candy, such as clothes, shoes, and flowers for your sweetheart."

sweetheart...

Yan Rui's thoughts moved slightly, he was a useless beast, he was neither human nor demon, he lived a nondescript life.

Except for a suit of useful blood and scales, he is useless, let alone go out to make money.

"What kind of work can I get? How can I make money?"

Song Qi was afraid of explaining verbally that he didn't understand, so he took out his mobile phone and pointed out the magazine photos he took recently to show him.

"That's it, take pictures every day."

Yan Rui leaned over, took a look and blushed.

The photos are too "revealing". Although they are wearing all the clothes, it is better not to wear the black transparent tulle clothes.

"What... what is this?" Yan Rui stuttered in shock, looking at Song Qi in disbelief.

"This is a magazine photo, how about it, it looks good."

Seeing Song Qi's high spirits, Yan Rui didn't want to spoil his interest, so he nodded obediently.

"Let me tell you, this kind of job is very suitable for you and it's very simple. You only need to change your clothes every day, and then move around under the spotlight. The money comes quickly, and you can earn [-] to [-] a day."

"Twenty to thirty thousand?" Yan Rui didn't have a very deep concept of money, but he knew that he could eat a big bowl of wonton here for ten yuan.

Then the two to thirty thousand... Yan Rui secretly broke his fingers.

Wouldn't that be enough to eat a lot of bowls?

Seeing his startled look, Song Qi stared at him amusedly: "How is it, are you interested?"

Yan Rui quickly shook his head: "I don't know...those moves."

Song Qi's heart tightened and then loosened, it felt as if his heart was tied with a rope.

Song Qi has selfish motives. In the place where he works, if he introduces suitable people to work there, he can get a cut of the contract and take pictures.

A top like Yan Rui can get at least [-] to [-] points.

Song Qi was very conflicted. While he wanted to introduce Yan Rui to his job, he was also worried that he would steal his limelight.

But after thinking about it, Yan Rui is a little fool who can make a fuss, maybe he can help him get resources.

After thinking about it, I continued to persuade: "Don't worry about the movements. The photographer will teach you the postures. It's very simple and not difficult at all. I didn't know anything when I first went there, just like an idiot."

Yan Rui wanted to work to make money, but he didn't want to make money by "selling meat".

Looking at Song Qi who was waiting for his answer with anticipation, he swallowed the rejection that had just reached his mouth.

"I'll think about it."

Song Qi thought that Yan Rui would agree without hesitation, but now he has to think about what he wants, and his mood suddenly plummeted.

He knew that the result of his consideration was probably a dead end.

He didn't want to give up this opportunity to make money for free, after all, he was really short of money.

Song Qi said: "There are many things that can be communicated with the boss before signing the contract, such as salary, rest benefits...and what route to take and the shooting style." Song Qi observed Yan Rui's expression while talking.

When he talked about the shooting style, Yan Rui's expression moved slightly. Although the movement was small, he still captured it.

Could it be that Yan Rui was "scared" by the photos he showed just now?

Song Qi clicked his tongue in surprise, and thought to himself: This little fool is too naive and conservative.

He turned on his phone again, and dug out another set of photos from the album. The blue and white style was clean, and the most important thing was that it was conservative, covering everything from the neck down.

"In addition to the kind of photo I just showed you, there is this kind, what do you think?"

Yan Rui glanced secretly, and nodded after half paying.

Song Qi was overjoyed: "You agree?"

Yan Rui thought for a while this time, then shook his head and said, "Song Qi, I'd better go back and think about it."

To be precise, he wanted to discuss with Duan Chen.

Song Qi looked at the ceiling speechlessly, he had talked about this, but Yan Rui didn't expect to think about it.

When he was about to lobby for something more, the company suddenly called and asked him to go to the company immediately.

Song Qi got up quickly, and said to Yan Rui while getting dressed, "Yan Rui, take a good rest in the dormitory, you must think about the work I just mentioned."

Song Qi seemed to be in a hurry, but in fact he did things in an orderly manner, tidying up in a few strokes.

Before leaving, he did not forget to pour chicken soup for the soul to Yan Rui.

"Sometimes, this person has the right to speak only if he has money in his hands. Although money is not everything, it is absolutely impossible without money. You have to remember."

Song Qi's words kept popping up in his mind, is money the right to speak?

Yan Rui is like a sensitive and lonely cub, knowing that Duan Chen is his hope, he tries hard and carefully to please him, but he is too stupid.

Apart from doing some simple housework, he couldn't do anything well, even making a bowl of fried rice almost burned the kitchen down.

He is too useless, if Zhou Ran was not there, he would have been lost by Duan Chen long ago.

Yan Rui spread his hands and looked at the lines on his palms.

When thinking about making money, he is half anticipating and half apprehensive, fearing that Duan Chen will scold him when the time comes.

——He has nothing but his face, no different from the male prostitutes in Goulanyuan, but the male prostitutes also know how to please their hearts, and take the initiative to serve with their legs open, but he is like a piece of wood in a daze, even if he stretches his legs, he is disgusted.

Yan Rui stared at his palms in a daze for a long time, until his eyes were sore, he fell back on the bed again.

Perhaps because of thinking of Duan Chen, Yan Rui didn't feel sleepy at all. He closed his eyes and thought wildly for a while, and finally got a little sleepy. Just barely falling asleep, the phone under the pillow rang.

The caller showed the landline of Duan's old house.

It's grandma calling.

Yan Rui hurriedly answered, and the voice of Uncle He, the housekeeper who had worked in the Duan family's old house for more than [-] years, came from inside.

"Master Yan, the old lady asked you and the young master to come to the old house for dinner at night."