Hold on tight to the president's thick thighs

After Xu Yingqing became popular, there were many people who took pictures of her. How stupid my Yingqing was, I went to open a room without wearing a mask, and let people take pictures in front of the camera. That photo was obviously a posing. "

"Lu Yuanyuan's expression was too deliberate, as if he knew someone was taking pictures."

"Some people don't act well, but rely on shameless ties to hype themselves and support Lu Yuanyuan to get out of the entertainment circle."

"Study dog ​​passing by. On the 14th, I met Xu Yingqing at the Griffithpark in LA, and took a group photo. She must have sex skills, so she appeared in that parking lot again that day." Below the post is a post of a blogger and Xu Yingqing. Taking a group photo, the retweets of this Weibo broke through hundreds of thousands in an instant.

Flipping through these microblogs, the trend has changed too fast.Chen Chuan hurriedly opened the Haijiao forum again, and a post on the entertainment section "Grassing the whole story of Lu Yuanyuan's hype" was pushed to the highest point.

"Editor-in-chief." Chen Chuan saw that the editor-in-chief's round, ruddy face had turned into a liver-colored face. He was dubious about the editor's revelations, and was about to question whether the editor-in-chief had made a fake, but seeing him like this, He couldn't bear to speak again, "Don't be too sad, once this storm is over, the account may be restored."

The editor-in-chief's trembling hands clenched into fists, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "It's my lack of human heart, and I can't blame anyone. This society is like this. Walls fall and everyone pushes them down, and they can't turn over."

"Editor-in-Chief..." Chen Chuan was about to speak to comfort him when he heard the editor-in-chief change the subject, slapped the table and stood up.

"But I, Fan Jian, have never been afraid of anyone. I am an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. If you block my account, I can open another one. If you have the ability, don't do those male robbers and prostitutes. If you want to be caught by me, Fan Jian Let's see if I can kill you."

"That's right, editor-in-chief, to be a man is to have a strong heart, to keep the green hills there, and not be afraid of running out of firewood." Chen Chuan also patted the table with a "slap" and stood up to cheer the editor-in-chief.

"Xiao Chuan, you are a good comrade. If you don't dislike me, Fan Jian, you can continue to follow me. If I have a stutter, I will never let you go hungry." The editor-in-chief was full of ambition.

"Editor-in-chief, your words are enough." Chen Chuan was so infected by the editor-in-chief's enthusiasm that he even forgot to save money for his medical treatment.

"Xiao Chuan, you should go home early to rest today, and you will have a day off tomorrow, and we will start over the day after tomorrow and work hard." The editor-in-chief clenched his fists, with a strong feeling.

As a result, in the early morning of the third day, Chen Chuansheng looked at the court summons pasted on the door and the office behind the door that had been moved to only a few broken desks.Standing with him was the landlord who came to demand the rent.

"This bastard owed me three months' rent and just ran away without saying a word. How much are these broken tables worth?" the landlord gritted his teeth.

"This bastard owed me a week's wages and a big red envelope, so he just ran away without saying a word." Chen Chuan wanted to cry without tears. My money for medical treatment just flew away like this.It is agreed to share weal and woe, it is agreed to start all over again, and it is agreed that I will not miss a bite.He turned to the landlord and asked, "Can I share some of the money from selling this broken table?"

The answer is of course no.

Comrade Fan Jian, the editor-in-chief of the bastard, just ran away, and his character is exactly the same as his name.

Chen Chuan, who was unemployed again, was walking on the street bored. He bought a heater a few days ago to reward himself, and now he has less than 200 yuan left in his pocket. .And his illness, he touched his fragile lungs, and he didn't know how long this damn tumor could last.It seems that he has to find another job as soon as possible, preferably one that can pay a month's salary in advance.

But wishes are beautiful, reality is cruel.Until Chen Chuan spent the remaining 100 yuan, no unit notified him to go for an interview.Chen Chuan, who was tortured by life until he was breathless, came to the street near Chaoyang Park again, and sat on the side of the road again.

The sun is gone and the sky is low.The dark sky was slowly dyed orange by street lamps.Chen Chuan just sat quietly under the orange-red sky, looking expressionlessly at the fat sheep roaring away at the traffic light intersection in front of him, oh no, the vehicles.He lowered his head and touched his flat wallet. In order to be able to eat tomorrow, he decided to return to his old business.But will we be as lucky this time as last time?

Before coming here, Chen Chuan had carefully studied all luxury car models.And after his research, he found that generally stingy nouveau riche drive Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, Land Rover, etc., and the generous rich second generation generally drive Lamborghini and Maserati.Therefore, you must not look for Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi or Land Rover when touching porcelain, but the sound of the sports car is too scary. Last time, the "woo-woo" sound of the motor almost scared him out of a heart attack, and the speed, in case a Unable to stop, he confessed on the spot.For the sake of my life, I can't pick Lamborghini and Maserati.

What kind of car should I choose?While the distressed Chen Chuan was thinking deeply, a Jaguar drove slowly past the intersection because the green light was on.Although this Jaguar is particularly inconspicuous in the imperial capital, a city full of luxury cars, Chen Chuan caught it at a glance in the vast sea of ​​cars.

"Since you appeared so coincidentally, I won't be polite." Chen Chuan worked his joints, eagerly waiting for the Jaguar to pass by him.