Chapter 1269: It's a pity that I don't act as an assassin
Chapter 1269: It's a pity that I don't act as an assassin
Jing Zhi was getting impatient with the photographer's constant demand for him to pose. The shoot had only gone on for fifteen minutes before he gave up.
"I'm not filming anymore, are you guys fooling around? What's the difference between going left and right?"
The photographer was speechless. This newbie clearly didn't know anything and was still so self-righteous. Of course there was a difference between going left and right!
Seeing this, Jin Xin immediately stepped forward and stuffed 10000 Yuan in cash into his hands.""My dear ancestor, you can earn 10000 Yuan in ten minutes of filming. Where else can you find such an easy money-making place? Hold on for a little longer, we have to get a shot of your most handsome side!"
He knew that Jing Zhi was short on money, so he asked Qin Zhendong to give him cash! Giving him the money on the spot was much more impactful than transferring it to his card!
Jing Zhi felt a little happy as he held the ten thousand Yuan.
Could he really earn money on his own?
No need to kill, no need to Rob, and no need to spend women's money?
When she was working as a security guard for her brother for a month, it was only 10000 Yuan, but that was the highest salary among security guards!
This money indeed came quickly!
"Hold on to this for me," Jing Zhi said, handing the money back to Jin Xin. "You can give it to me when we leave."
Jin Xin was taken aback. Jing Zhi wasn't afraid that he would run away with the money? Or would she not give him the photos after taking them?
She trusted him so much?
Jin Xin took the money and walked out of the studio. He stood a short distance away, watching Jing Zhi patiently make all kinds of cool and handsome poses. He was a little touched.
What he didn't know was that Jing Zhi wasn't afraid of him running away or not returning the money. Even if he ran to the end of the world, Jing Zhi would find him and bring him back.
If he had known how many people Jing Zhi had killed, he would have been suppressed for the rest of his life instead of clinging to Jing Zhi's leg for so long.
After another ten minutes, Jing Zhi finally gave up and was about to leave with a cold face. Jin Xin gave him another ten thousand Yuan, and his face finally looked a little better.
After half an hour of shooting, the photographer was actually very satisfied.
The model was young and handsome with perfect 360-degree angles. His skin was so tender that water could be squeezed out of it. His bald head was so unique that he looked good no matter how he was shot. Post-editing could be almost omitted!
Jing Zhi changed his clothes, put the 20000 Yuan in a paper bag given to him by the magazine agency, and followed Jin Xin out.
He still couldn't believe that he had earned 20000 Yuan in such a short time!
It wasn't that he had never seen money before. In fact, in his previous 18 years of life, he had never been troubled by money. Money was just a number in his eyes.
It was only recently that Jing Zhi understood the true meaning of money.
He also knew that it was not easy to earn money. He had no academic qualifications and no expertise. No matter where he went, no one would want him.
Jing Zhi glanced at Jin Xin, who looked thin and weak. He took out ten thousand Yuan and handed it to him."Many thanks!"
Jin Xin was taken aback, but he quickly laughed and said,"at least you have a conscience!" These are all for you, you deserve them, so of course I have them too!"
He was obviously short on money, but he gave him half of it without hesitation. This meant that he didn't choose the wrong person. At least Jing Zhi had a good character and knew how to repay kindness.
Now that he had money, Jin Xin took Jing Zhi to a high-end restaurant and treated him to a meal.
When Jing Zhi finished, Jin Xin almost cried.
Was this a pig? How could he eat so much!
10,000 Yuan was gone just like that!
He had planned to use the remaining 30000 Yuan to buy a new outfit for Jing Zhi, so that he wouldn't become a laughingstock in a pair of cheap underwear.
Great, there were only 20000 left!
Fine, he'd better take Jing Zhi to a roadside stall tomorrow.
Jin Xin grumbled for an hour, but still took Jing Zhi to the shopping mall. He bought Jing Zhi a set of clothes and a baseball cap, and spent the remaining twenty thousand Yuan.
Jing Zhi didn't actually lack clothes. Jing Rui had bought him a lot of clothes from top brands, but Jin Xin thought that Jing Zhi couldn't even afford underwear, and that the clothes he was wearing must be counterfeits. He had no idea that Jing Zhi's clothes were worth tens of thousands.
"I'm not wearing a hat, I look ugly!"
"How can we do that! Do you know how handsome your face is? Don't you know how much of a character you have as a bald head? We have to keep a low profile and reduce other people's impression of you before you become famous!"
Jing Zhi had lived for 18 years, but he had never known what it meant to keep a low profile. He had always been high-profile, and even when the killers couldn't see the light of day, he had never deliberately kept a low profile.
Besides, he wasn't famous, so who on the street would know him?
Jin Xin wouldn't agree to it no matter what. He insisted that Jing Zhi put on the hat, saying that he wanted to maintain a sense of mystery so that he could shock the entire entertainment industry.
Jing Zhi was on the verge of a mental breakdown. In order to shut him up, he had no choice but to put on his hat.
The black baseball cap covered half of Jing Zhi's face, giving him a unique aura.
"Why do you look so much like an assassin in the movies when you wear this hat?" Jin Xin clicked his tongue in praise. It was too cool! I have good taste!"
Jing Zhi suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Jin Xin. Seeing that Jin Xin seemed to have only said those words casually and hadn't seen through his identity, Jing Zhi looked away and continued walking.
Jin Xin didn't notice the cold look in Jing Zhi's eyes. He was still immersed in his admiration for himself, wondering if he could help Jing Zhi get a small role in the assassin industry. With such a unique temperament, it would be a pity if Jing Zhi didn't play the role.
As the night grew darker, Jin Xin shamelessly asked for Jing Zhi's phone number before reluctantly parting with him.
Jing Zhi carried the 20000 Yuan and waited until late at night before he sneaked into the Zheng family's Villa and went to Zheng yuluo's bedroom.
It was quiet in the bedroom. The moonlight shone through the window on Zheng yuluo's beautiful face, and her even breathing was clear in the middle of the night.
Jing Zhi leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, watching her quietly.
She was so close to him, but he could not touch her. There were so many obstacles between them. Even if he could persuade his brother, the Zheng family would not agree to Zheng yuluo marrying him.
Moreover, he was not sure about Zheng yuluo's feelings for him. He had no confidence in himself.
Jing Zhi felt that Zheng Yu would probably choose her family over him if she didn't get chosen.
Jing Zhi suddenly laughed at himself. He couldn't even afford to support himself now, and Zheng yuluo was going to live on air with him?
He gently placed the paper bag beside Zheng yuluo's pillow, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead. Then, he jumped out of the window and quickly disappeared into the night.
Zheng yuluo dreamed of Jing Zhi kissing her forehead. When she woke up in the morning, she saw the paper bag beside her pillow and the 20000 Yuan inside. She immediately sat up.
She touched her forehead in shock."Jing Zhi had been here last night. Maybe the kiss wasn't a dream.