Mu Chenxi's eyes, which were gradually dimming, finally showed a glimmer of light when she heard the words, "Got another part-time job for me?"
"Yep!" Lu Jingxing didn't beat around the bush, "A friend has a car show tomorrow, needs a car model, but it involves wearing high heels for six hours—"
That meant it would be very tiring.
He remembered when she first came to the company, not used to wearing high heels.
To adapt quickly, she practiced walking in high heels during lunch break in the parking lot while reading documents.
He saw her feet get blistered and offered her a band-aid.
She quietly refused, "No need, I'll get used to it."
She had experience, the same spot, hurt a few more times, and the pain would gradually lessen.
Just like her heart, which was now nearly numb.
"How much?"
Mu Chenxi asked directly.
She didn't mind being tired, nor did she mind the hard work.
She was very short on money and never hid her need for money.