At the beginning, Zhao Dong had nothing, so she could ignore those worldly views.
But now the status between the two has reversed, and she doesn't even have the next month's living expenses. How should she face other people's evaluations, and how can she be friends with Zhao Dong coolly?
Meng Jiao took a deep breath, "Okay, Zhao Dong, since you feel you owe me, then I will give you the opportunity to repay."
"Invest in a drama and let me play the leading role. Can you do it?"
Zhao Dong asked: "How much does it cost to invest in a drama?"
Meng Jiao shrugged, "If the cost is small, maybe five million."
Zhao Dong said honestly: "I'm sorry, I can't afford so much money now."
Meng Jiao was not surprised at all, "Can't do it?"
"Then what kind of friendship do you want to talk to me about? Wait until you can do it!"
Zhao Dong raised his eyebrows, "I remember you weren't so utilitarian before."
Meng Jiao laughed at herself: "Have you never heard of a sentence? It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."
"Who wants to be treated like a dog if they are used to living a life of superiority to others?"
Zhao Dong didn't hesitate anymore, "Let's go, I'll take you home first."
"I'll help you find a solution regarding the character!"
...
The whole journey was silent.
After parking the car, Zhao Dong sent the man upstairs.
Meng Jiao didn't stop him, even if she knew she couldn't.
Just as he was about to take out the key and open the door, someone suddenly called him from behind, "Meng Jiao from 3301, wait a moment!"
Meng Jiao turned around and her expression changed, "Sister Wang..."
Zhao Dong also turned around to look, and saw a woman in her thirties walking over, with curly hair, a fat figure, and heavy makeup.
Meng Jiao's face looked a little unnatural, "Sister Wang, can we talk later."
The middle-aged woman looked at Zhao Dong and sneered mercilessly: "What's the matter? You have money to have a boyfriend, but you don't have money to pay the rent?"
"You know how to save face now? Why did you go there so early?"
After saying that, the woman looked at Zhao Dong again, looked up and down and said, "Looking at you, you don't look like a poor master. Please help pay the rent."
"I owe you three months. If you don't pay, I will kick you out!"
Meng Jiao was so ashamed that she tried her best to maintain her last bit of self-esteem in front of Zhao Dong.
As a result, she was afraid of what would happen, as if God was deliberately mistreating her.
She must completely tear off her last fig leaf in front of Zhao Dong!
Zhao Dong was afraid that Meng Jiao would be embarrassed, so he hurriedly said: "Go in first and pour me a glass of water, I'm a little drunk!"
Meng Jiao returned to the room in despair.
In shame and anger, she clenched her fists tightly, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in her eyes!
Soon, the door opens.
Zhao Dong asked in surprise: "Why don't you turn on the light?"
Meng Jiao returned to normal, "You helped me rent the house?"
Seeing Zhao Dong nod, she sighed: "I'll lend it to you, and I'll pay it back to you later."
Just as he was talking, there was a "creaking" sound from the shaking bed next door.
Because the room is not soundproofed, strange sounds can still be heard vaguely.
The atmosphere is awkward.
Zhao Dong broke the calm and said: "I will rent a place tomorrow if I have time."
“It’s not very convenient to live here.”
Meng Jiao was obviously used to it, "What's the inconvenience?"
“It’s close to the filming crew and easy to commute to. There are snacks and night markets downstairs.”
"Besides, you spend all day here with me, aren't you afraid that Sophie will know?"
Although Zhao Dong didn't know what kind of trouble Meng Jiao was in, he could tell that Meng Jiao was extremely sensitive now, so he didn't say much.
He stood up and said: "Then I'll leave first. If you need anything, call me!"
Meng Jiao stood at the window until she saw the car lights downstairs disappearing, then she collapsed on the ground in a daze.