"I didn't expect these photos to be leaked. They said they were only sold to a specific group of people."

Zhang Yu stood there stupidly, seeming to be wondering why the other party didn't keep his promise.

"Do you believe what those people say?"

"Sister Qingjia, can you please help me to beg for mercy and don't let the company kick me out."

"...Zhang Yu, you know the rules, no one can help you."

"If you don't help me, I will jump from here."

Shocked, Xu Mengchen tightly hugged Zhang Yu, who was about to rush to the edge of the rooftop.

Snapped!

Five deep blood marks appeared on Zhang Yu's pink face.

All sounds stopped at this time.

"...Sister Qingjia, I beg you, please..."

"What I can do is help you pay off your online loan. If you still want to die, I can't help you."

Yu Qingjia took out a card from her pocket and put it in Zhang Yu's hand, then turned and left.

Xu and Zhang, who were holding there, looked at the elder sister's back stupidly, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Qingjia, everything has been taken care of." Wang Yiran, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor with his back against the wall, said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Yiran."

"Nothing to thank, they are all poor people trapped in Hanoi."

The card I just gave you contains 100,000 yuan from Wang Yiran.

Although they are the top members, their annual income is just over 100,000 yuan in the past two or three years.

Moreover, their daily necessary expenses are also very large, and they basically cannot save much money.

Many people think that little idols just want to enjoy themselves, so they spend all the money they earn.

In fact, most of their expenses are on costumes and props for performances.

For unknown members, the basic salary is two to three thousand yuan a month.
Chapter completed!