Women's clothing boss love plan

Before Zhong Linyun asked, the unlucky thing that happened to me had actually troubled me for several days.

Like Zhong Linyun, beatings, ridicule, threats and other malice were not uncommon when I was growing up.

But sexual harassment is also something I have never experienced.

This lack of experience made it difficult for me to judge whether it was "sexual harassment" when I faced it, or I was just too sensitive to know how to advance and retreat.

When I first started working with a certain photographer, I didn't see anything wrong with him.

Although he rushed over to hug me in an exaggerated manner as soon as we met, almost suffocating me.

But I also only attribute this to the intimacy and openness that returnees have learned in Western culture.

When he came over to play with my hair three or five times during the filming, I didn't think it was wrong.

I even feel guilty about whether my hair that hasn't been washed for three days is oily, which makes everyone feel bad.

When his palm moved down and rubbed my neck, I vaguely felt something was wrong.

But his smile is still amiable, so I can only swallow my doubts, right as he has eighteen martial arts, besides working in a photo studio, he also earns some extra money from massages.

As he continued down, from my back to my buttocks, I was still...

I'm still a fart, I exploded.

I jumped three feet high, jumped a few meters away vigilantly, and stared at him.

But the photographer was still smiling, and he raised his hands with an innocent tone.

"Just kidding."

I know it's not a joke because it makes me sick.

But people coming and going in the studio turned a blind eye to all this.

Their bland feedback made me wonder briefly whether my own reaction was a little too aggressive.

I once encountered a pervert on the subway.

Of course, what he harassed was not me, but the female friends around me.

The girl who was smiling at Yanyan chatting with me one second changed her expression the next.

Before I could react, she turned around abruptly and swung her bag behind her.

Her harasser was a timid little man, and she was carrying a rivet bag that day.

She pressed the rivet face onto the man's face.

Her movements were full of sharpness and vigor, kicking and kicking him out of the carriage.

I was dumbfounded as I watched from the sidelines, and while applauding her, I had an illusion of "I can do it too".

The truth is, I can't.

I stood in the studio in amazement, rubbing my fingertips.

There are slightly long nails left because of laziness. Maybe I can use them instead of rivets to draw a map on the photographer's face.

However, I eventually dropped the idea.

I can't bear the ugly consequences of "scrambling with the photographer during working hours"; nor can I refuse the huge economic benefits contained in this shooting.

After all, it was stated in the contract that only after the filming is completed can the salary be paid.

There are still two days before the end of the shooting, whether it is short or long.

Be patient, and it's over.

"How do you think this matter should be handled." I asked Zhong Linyun, "After I avoided the photographer for a while and left, he also restrained himself a bit...although it was really just 'some'..."

"I think you need a sack." Zhong Linyun said.

"sack?"

"Yes." Zhong Linyun said, "Put the sack on the head and find some people to beat up."

"..." I rubbed my forehead, "Brother, there are cameras everywhere now."

"Look for a small alley without cameras." Zhong Linyun's expression was very serious, "You work in the Tonghe District, right? When you come out of the subway exit and turn left for about [-] meters, there are no cameras in the whole alley."

Zhong Linyun and I looked at each other for a while, and then came to a conclusion in horror.

This friend, he is actually seriously considering the feasibility of the sack plan.

"No." I quickly stopped his dangerous thoughts, "Is this a problem with the camera? Of course not! This is illegal, and in a civilized society, can't everyone adopt a more civilized method?"

Zhong Linyun was a little unhappy, and asked: "Then what are you going to use, 'a civilized method.'"

"Tell the boss?" I thought about it, and said hesitantly, "But I don't know the boss well, if he doesn't believe me, it will be more troublesome... Besides, what if he pretends to be a horse and stands on the photographer's side..."

"Then we need two sacks." Zhong Linyun was thoughtful.

"..."

"Stop carrying the sack!"

We both fell silent.

My mind was in a mess and I had a lot of thoughts.

I want to put it a few weeks ago, when I still have money, when I encounter this situation, I may roll up my sleeves, no matter what 21 [-], go all out to slap the wretched man twice, the most important thing is to feel good.

But in just a few weeks, with the wind and rain coming and going, some naive but sharp edges and corners on my body were like ice when it was heated, and they disappeared automatically and consciously without grinding.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

It's probably a bad thing.

"Anyway." Zhong Linyun suddenly spoke again, interrupting my thoughts.

He raised his eyes, his expression more serious than before.

"I think you still have to react...to this matter." Zhong Linyun stared at me, "Go and tell your boss, whether he believes it or not is his business, and whether you say it or not is your business."

Shocked by his eyes, I straightened my back unconsciously: "What if the boss doesn't stand by me?"

"Then you can hang him up." Zhong Linyun asked, "Didn't a friend introduce you to him at first?"

"Well." I said.

"Then invite that friend out for a meal, or give him a red envelope, and ask him to help spread the word 'sexual harassment by a photographer from a certain studio'." Zhong Linyun said lightly, "Your boss protects the photographer, so you just Threatening him, as long as he is not brain-dead, he will not be able to sit still. In this line of work, reputation is the most important thing."

I was already dumbfounded, and asked in a daze: "Then if he is really brainless..."

Zhong Linyun looked at me, seemed to be amused by my naive expression, and smiled lightly.

"Isn't there still a sack?"

……

Although I rejected Zhong Linyun's volunteered "Sack Operation" with righteous words, his words still made me make up my mind.

Go to a showdown with the boss.

The next day, I arrived at the studio half an hour earlier and went straight to the boss's office.

The owner of the photo studio is a young girl who looks like she may have just graduated from college.

"Impossible." After hearing my complaint, she was shocked. "That photographer is gay. When I recruited him, I just wanted to reassure myself."

"Isn't that a coincidence, sister." I said politely, "I'm a boy, which happens to fit your photographer's sexual harassment orientation."

The boss was taken aback and apologized to me quickly.

"Sorry, I thought you were a more neutral girl."

"It's okay." I smiled, "You're not the first to think so."

The girl was very guilty, nodded and bowed to apologize several times, and then called and said that she would tell the photographer to leave immediately.

Looking at her angry appearance, I knew that this bet was right.

When the photographer received the call, he was shocked. He first tried his best to deny what he had done, but after finding out that the boss's attitude was very firm, he began to present the facts and reason.

"You can't do this... You see, we signed the contract for half a year, and now you fire me, and you have to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages, which is not worth it..."

"Fuck you, I'm rich!" The boss yelled out a sentence that I dreamed of yelling out.

"From now on, you don't have to go to work, take your broken camera, put away your dirty thoughts, get out!"

The last scrolling word lingered, and the employees passing by the door unconsciously looked sideways, peeking at the scene inside.

I clicked my tongue, this little girl looks small, but she has great energy.

Look, this is called the successor of socialism, the pillar of the new era.

Look at me again, I am the socialist rice bug, the No. 1 lagging behind in the new era.

After hanging up the phone, the boss apologized to me several times in a serious manner.

Her attitude was so serious that I was so embarrassed that I signed some cooperation regulations in a daze.

When I got out of the office, I realized that I had signed out the weekend to work.

In the first two weeks, even though I was extremely busy, I still adhered to the labor law. I stubbornly spared weekends as a rest time. Even if my partner asked me to increase my salary in a friendly way, I would not do it.

Just kidding, the statutory rest day, if I don't rest, I guess I will die suddenly at work.

And now, with a new filming contract in hand, I lost my weekend of the week.

I feel like I will be sad for many four days because of my impulsive decision.

The reason it's four days is because today is Thursday and I'm going to be sad from today until Sunday.

Then get steamed by the sun on the first day of the new week.

Like the little mermaid in the fairy tale.

But the little mermaid is to fulfill her unattainable love,

I am to fill my own bottomless black hole of greed.

The weekend shoot had to be done on location, but on Saturday it was already outrageous. The entire photography team ran up to the 83-story building to shoot on the helipad on the roof of the building.

In order to pursue a "free aesthetic feeling".

The photographer is a serious photographer, no distractions and meticulous.

In pursuit of a perfect photo, he can even retake it thousands of times.

I admire his work ethic very much.

For his repeated tossing, I was desperate.

After working for four hours, I finally took a photo of what he called "messy but not messy, sexy but not pornographic", and my whole body went limp on the ground.

I'd rather be in a chaotic, pornographic R-rated film than wrestle with this obsessive-compulsive god.

I think this is probably my own fault, and I even regret squeezing out the original photographer.

After all, they are only greedy for my body, not my life.

As soon as I got home on Saturday, I fell on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

Early on Sunday morning, referring to 05:30, I washed up casually, picked up my bag and embarked on the road of reclamation.

I went to the photo studio and got in the rented car for location shooting.

The car wobbled and walked for two and a half hours, and transported our group, lighting artist, makeup artist, costume artist, photographer, and model, to a barren slope with no trees within [-] meters.

I watched the loess on the ground blown up by the wind, flying up and down again, it was wood.

If it hadn't been confirmed that the boss was an ordinary person with normal conduct.

I even suspect that I was kidnapped to dig for oil.

If I knew it earlier, I would have listened to Zhong Linyun.

I thought blankly.

There are air-conditioned milk tea shops, air-conditioned student homes, and air-conditioned dance studios.

Which is not more popular than oil fields without air conditioning.