After my divorce, I started to have good luck-Chapter 987 - 525: Let’s Leave It at That

At the end of August in Xiu Zhou, temperatures could still reach over thirty degrees. Even with the sun setting, it remained stiflingly hot.

The air conditioning in the car was running continuously. The two of them stared at each other in silence.

Chen Feng's eyes held a mocking disdain, while Han Shipei's gaze was filled with stubbornness, pleading, and struggle—a complex mix.

After staring at each other for over ten seconds, it was Han Shipei who finally gave in, avoiding Chen Feng's gaze and lowering her head.

"You see, I asked you to do something like this, and you couldn't do it. So, don't tell me you'd do anything for me. Claiming you're willing to be a slut for me—ha, I only asked you to take off your clothes and run a couple of laps, I didn't even ask you to be a slut."

Chen Feng's words were harsh, with no intent to save her face. Face is something one earns for oneself. Besides, since she shamelessly clung to him, it was normal for him to no longer show mercy.

After saying this, Chen Feng opened the car door and got out.

He had just walked around the car, heading towards No. 8 Villa, when he heard the passenger door behind him open. Instinctively glancing back, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn!"

Han Shipei stood by the car door, her back to him, swiftly undressing. By the time Chen Feng looked over, she had already taken off her top and was unfastening her bra.

In a daze, she had already removed her bra and tossed it to the ground, proceeding to take off her denim shorts.

As Chen Feng hesitated whether to intervene, she had quickly taken off her shorts and was moving to remove the last piece.

Chen Feng, utterly stunned, watched as she indeed removed the last piece and then turned to face him, looking at him resolutely, standing unabashedly bare before him with no shyness, awkwardness, or avoidance in her expression.

She was clearly throwing all caution to the wind.

"I'm following your orders to run two laps now."

With that, she gritted her teeth and started to run forward.

Chen Feng could only inwardly exclaim, "Damn," again, quickly reaching out to stop her, while guiltily scanning the surroundings.

Though not many residents lived in their villa community, there were indeed a few. Chen Feng soon noticed two middle-aged people about thirty or forty meters away, peering in their direction.

If Han Shipei were to actually streak, she'd undoubtedly lose face, and as her accomplice, he would also be disgraced. If other residents reported this to the police, it would be even more disgraceful for him as the instigator.

"Get in there now."

Without further words, Chen Feng tugged Han Shipei back into the car, picking up the discarded clothes and throwing them in after her.

He quickly got back into the driver's seat, his face grim as he stared at the still unabashed Han Shipei, who appeared completely unfazed, her expression calm and untroubled.

Chen Feng stared at her for over ten seconds, seeing her remain still and unblushing, he was thoroughly impressed by her audacity.

A woman, especially a young and pretty one, if she's shameless enough, she can certainly carve out a place for herself in society.

Honestly, Chen Feng found himself a little afraid of such a brazen woman, yet also a bit appreciative of her talent.

After all, he was now the boss of a film and television company, a capitalist who valued talent greatly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have promised shares to lure over Lu Sijia back then.

Undoubtedly, Lu Sijia was a managerial talent, a point that had been proven.

And now Han Shipei was undoubtedly a talent too, albeit in a more niche field—public relations.

Not every young, pretty woman could succeed in a PR role.

Besides being young and pretty, one needed to be savvy, articulate, cunning, and thick-skinned.

Han Shipei met all these criteria.

Though Chen Feng truly didn't plan to use PR in the form of sleeping with clients to secure deals, there were many instances where Fengmang Film and Fengmang itself needed such a young, attractive, and audacious PR role.

"You've got me beat—I'll take you on."

Chen Feng quickly made the decision.

"Really?"

The calm facade on Han Shipei's face instantly gave way to delight.

"Yes, if you're willing, you can work for my company. The position will be PR specialist. A two-month probation period with a salary of three thousand, and after confirmation, six thousand a month, with bonuses."

Of course, Chen Feng couldn't immediately promote her or trust her fully. He wanted to test her, so he'd have her start from the bottom.

In Xiu Zhou, a probationary salary of three thousand wasn't high, but Han Shipei immediately nodded in agreement, "Sure, I can start working tomorrow."

"You don't want to rest for a few days?" asked Chen Feng.

"No need. Being alone would only make me overthink; it's better to work."

"Fine. Add me on WeChat again later, and I'll send you the company address. Report there tomorrow. Also, you can put your clothes on now."

As he said this, Chen Feng couldn't help but boldly glance at her. He had to admit, she had some assets—certainly a C-cup, with great skin. However, unfortunately, her body was covered in bruises and scars at the moment.

This time, Han Shipei finally showed some embarrassment, her face reddening as she hurriedly grabbed a T-shirt to cover herself.

"Alright then, I'll take my leave."

Chen Feng, feeling somewhat awkward himself, was about to get out when Han Shipei quickly stopped him, "Wait. I don't have much money for rent right now—could I get an advance of a month's salary from the company?"

Curiously, Chen Feng asked, "I heard from Little Dan that over the years, you've borrowed quite a lot from her, and you work too, yet sometimes snag wealthy guys to spend on you. Where did all that money go?"

With a bit of guilt, Han Shipei glanced at Chen Feng before explaining, "My family's financial situation isn't good. My parents used to work at a state-owned factory, but after it went bankrupt, they started a business with mixed results, leaving our finances unstable.

I was fortunate that in my third year of high school and my freshman year, my parents made some money in clothing wholesale, or I wouldn't have been able to attend college. But in my second semester, they got scammed out of hundreds of thousands, buying faulty fashion stock that couldn't be sold, leaving us in debt.

Since then, I began borrowing money from Little Dan, most of which went to repay our family's debts. The rest was for tuition and living expenses. I sought boyfriends out of despair, using my body as short and long-term meal tickets.

Gradually, I got lost, juggling multiple men at once."

Listening to her tale, Chen Feng internally sneered. She painted herself as pitiful and helpless, but was that truly the case? Not necessarily.

However, Chen Feng didn't delve deeper. He merely smiled and said, "The company provides free employee accommodation and one meal, plus other benefits. You'll see once you start tomorrow."