110 An Open Drawer (2/2)

Zhou Jiahao entered his vision...

Oh my god! He's so handsome! Goddamn!

The many female employees that worked together with the cameraman widened their eyes and drooled.

However, the big boss cameraman didn't feel anything at all.

Of course, the number of people that could even compete with this guy's handsomeness could be counted on one hand. But that didn't mean that the cameraman had no experience handling people like this.

He would simply judge them by their talent or passion in this field.

That was the reason he despised Zhou Jiahao.

Judging by his performance the yesterday, the cameraman could tell that the person in front of him had neither talent nor passion for modeling.

It was almost as if he was forced into this!

Soon enough, the shooting started.

...Later...

Heavy panting sounded throughout the studio. ”How... much... more?”

The photographer looked at the tired middle-aged man in front of him and felt the urge to say, ”It's decent enough, you can go now.”

The only thing stopping this professional was his massive ego that didn't allow him to give up on even the most dire cases.

”You have no talent in modeling... We have to do this for at least 5 more days before you can be considered... below average.” And that's me being nice.

”D- do this? What do you mean?” Zhou Jiahao had a bad feeling.

”O. Ver. Time.”

At this moment, a number of veins popped inside Zhou Jiahao's head. Of course, this is a figure of speech...

.....

In Zhou Xiang's workplace--

A certain someone's knees touched the floor as that someone begged for mercy from her boss.

”Please boss, no more overtime!” Zhou Xiang had an earnest expression on her face.

In front of her, a man wearing a suit and tie rested his head on his two hands as he wore a deadpan expression. He looked like he didn't care even one bit about the plight of the person in front of him.

Seeing as her pleading didn't prompt any response from the boss, she crawled closer until she reached the wooden desk which separated the two.

”At least... pay me for the overtime!” Zhou Xiang changed her stance to an aggressive one. ”Isn't this illegal?!”

Still, the boss had no reaction except for a sigh. ”Who told you to corrupt the system and mess up all the files?”

”B- but...” Zhou Xiang stammered as she couldn't form a retort.

”You can already consider it a blessing I haven't fired you yet!” A glint flashed on the boss's eye before he looked down on an open drawer.

Zhou Xiang felt her knees getting weak so she stood up and put her face right in front of the boss.

This sudden move startled the boss, but he didn't retreat.

The two just stared off before Zhou Xiang walked out of the office as she spoke, ”I'm going to sue you sooner or later!”

Slam! The door was shut.

The boss glared at the door for a few seconds... then he faceplanted on his desk.

His face flushed red and his hands trembling, the boss couldn't take it anymore.

On the open drawer was the same picture that he looked at the previous day.

He grabbed the picture and looked at it with uncontrollable desire...