The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

After coming out of Gao Jing's office, Zhou Yian compromised. She understood that she had no way out and all her efforts were in vain. There were a pair of invisible eyes and a pair of invisible hands behind her, and she had no control over her own life.

The contract is for one year. If I can be released after one year, then forget it. Just accept my fate. There is no other way.

Li Li looked at the listless Zhou Yian and wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to start. She had seen how excited Zhou Yian was when he described his future to her after he resigned. At that time, she had a smile between her eyebrows and felt like she was bathed in a spring breeze. But now Zhou Yian was like an expressionless puppet every day, with no smile on his face anymore.

Although the private rooms Zhou Yi arranged for her were VIP rooms every day thereafter, she was not happy at all.

That day, as soon as she walked into the lounge, she heard someone inside saying her name, and she unconsciously stopped at the door.

"It's so annoying. Wasn't Zhou Yian planning to resign? Why doesn't he leave?" Zhang Xiaojun has been jealous and dissatisfied with the fact that Zhou Yian can be scheduled to work in the VIP room every day, so she started to make trouble again.

Another person replied: "Maybe she is good at dealing with people and talking sweetly, and she can please customers. I heard from Feifei in the public relations department that she is different now. When a customer was choosing a princess that day, he would ask for her opinion first."

"No way, isn't she just a waitress in the private room? Why does she have such a big face?" Zhang Xiaojun deliberately asked with a puzzled look, leading others to create a topic.

Zhao Shanshan looked around, leaned close to Zhang Xiaojun's ear and whispered, "I heard that she seems to have offended someone. It seems that someone is behind her, not letting her get a job, but making her a waitress."

"Is someone trying to bully her? Then why is she allowed to go to the VIP room every day? The treatment there is so good and the salary is much higher than ours." Zhang Xiaojun asked in confusion.

"Oh, why are you so stupid? She is there to serve those rich people, that's it, what else do you think?"

"That? Which one?"

"It doesn't matter which one it is, man or woman. It's just love between man and woman." Another female voice sounded. Such explicit words caused several people inside to burst into laughter.

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is. Why is she pretending to be so noble in front of us? She's just a prostitute. What is she showing off for?" Zhang Xiaojun deliberately acted as if he had suddenly understood something.

In fact, she had been acting like a smug villain in her heart. She was full of hostility towards Zhou Yian. She just deliberately induced others to say those ugly words. As long as she could hurt Zhou Yian, she would feel a kind of pleasure of revenge in her heart.

"Hey, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."

The more she was told not to speak, the louder Zhang Xiaojun shouted, "Why should I keep my voice down? She dared to do it, so why shouldn't I dare to say anything?"

"Well, Yian, why don't you go in?" Li Li happened to pass by and saw Zhou Yian standing at the door in a daze, not moving, so she called her.

The people who were gossiping inside heard the noise outside and scattered like frightened birds, pretending to be busy with their own things.

Zhou Yian walked in expressionlessly, looked at them sharply, and said word by word: "Come on, why don't you say anything? Wasn't it quite lively just now?"

Everyone knew that she had heard everything they had just said, so they didn't dare to reply to her. They could only nod to her with shame on their faces and run away.

Only Zhang Xiaojun and Zhao Shanshan were not afraid of boiling water, with a nonchalant expression. Zhang Xiaojun even whispered provocatively: "You dare to do it, and you don't want people to say it?"

The sound was small, but everyone could hear it.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp slap sounded in the lounge accompanied by Zhang Xiaojun's scream.

Zhao Shanshan, who was originally watching the show at the scene, realized that something was wrong and took the opportunity to escape.

"Are you crazy? Hit me." Zhang Xiaojun covered his face and roared loudly. He was so angry that he wanted to push Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian stood still, looking at Zhang Xiaojun with an expressionless face as she acted like a shrew after being beaten.

Zhang Xiaojun was frightened by her eyes. She covered her face but did not dare to fight back. Zhou Yian made her feel uneasy.

Zhang Xiaojun looked at Zhou Yian and Li Li, knowing that if he really fought, he would lose miserably, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Damn it, you two just wait and see."

After Zhang Xiaojun left, Li Li hurried forward and began to check Zhou Yian's hand.

"Yian, you scared me to death. Why did you do that suddenly? Does your hand hurt?"

Zhou Yian, who had a cold face at first, was amused by Li Li's words.

"Li Li, why are you so stupid? My hand doesn't hurt, her face hurts more."

"Hey, Yi'an, don't worry about what they say. They are gossipers who love to gossip. Don't take what they say to heart."

"It's okay. I don't care. I'm just in a bad mood. I've tolerated her for a long time. It's her bad luck. This time she got into trouble herself."

"I'm glad you're okay. You've been so depressed these days. I was worried that you might get sick if you don't let out your emotions."

Zhou Yian felt mixed emotions as he looked at Li Li, who was carefully checking if her hand was injured.

"Li Li, thank you. You are the only one who really cares about me and worries about me. You are my only friend here."

The sudden confession made Li Li's eyes wet. She turned her face away calmly and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, pretending not to care. She didn't want Zhou Yian to see her crying.

"Hey, why are you saying this? We are friends. If I don't help you, who will I help? Besides, you were the one who stood up for me when they bullied me before."

Zhou Yian clearly saw her little action, but pretended not to see it. She knew that Li Li was a down-to-earth person, strong-willed and emotional. Since she didn't want to see her crying, she just pretended not to see it.

The rumor that Zhang Xiaojun was framed by Zhou Yian soon spread to everyone. Some people mocked Zhang Xiaojun and said that he was a fake. He looked so mean and strong, but he didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten. In fact, he was just a coward.

This incident made Zhang Xiaojun the subject of after-dinner jokes for a long time, which made her feel very unhappy. A seed of hatred had long taken root in her heart, and now it had grown into a towering tree, enveloping her completely. She vowed to find an opportunity to teach Zhou Yian a lesson, so that she could vent her anger.

The one-month night shift was over and I was assigned to return to the daytime shift.

Zhou Yian packed her things for the accommodation and dragged her suitcase back home. When she lay on her bed and looked at everything familiar at home, she felt as if she were alive again. This home seemed to have an invisible barrier that isolated all the unhappiness at work. The haze would eventually dissipate and the sun would remain warm.