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Reversing Life After Rebirth
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"What's going on? The memories flooding into my mind aren't mine. Where am I? Wasn't I drugged and killed? Could it be that I'm still alive?"
The woman endured the pain and got out of bed. At that moment, the nurse, seeing her, said, "You're not well yet. Lie down quickly."
Leaning against the door, Lu Yanci impatiently said, "Stop pretending to be dead. You still have work to do. I'm letting you know in advance, if you still don't satisfy me this time, you'll have to leave."
Seeing him turn and leave, the nurse said, "What kind of people are they? No matter how important the job is, it can't be more important than life."
This body is obviously not mine, and neither are the memories. Who am I? The woman picked up the mirror next to her, and the face inside was not hers, but another girl named Wan Qingran. She quickly dialed her own phone number, and when the call connected, a voice on the other end said, "Who is this?" The voice was familiar to her—it was her boss and also her boss Shen Tingsi. She was so scared that she quickly hung up.
After calming down, Jiang Xunzhi thought to herself.
I was reborn, or did I travel through time? After attending the annual meeting and returning home, I drank that poisonous water and died. The current date is January 28, 2023, and the day I died was January 27, 2023, just one day apart. I, Jiang Xunzhi, the deputy general manager of a public entertainment company, was good at making money and had means to get what I wanted. I also had many young and handsome men around me, but now they are all gone overnight. I feel a little sad, but I have made many enemies in the industry, and it feels like anyone could have had a motive.
Just now, that person said something about a dog barking, and if they are not satisfied, they can leave. I don't back down when faced with challenges, I act decisively, and if I don't like someone, I confront them directly.
Jiang Xunzhi picked up the mirror again and looked at this appearance. It's a seed that can enter the entertainment industry, and the teardrop mole at the corner of the eye is very similar to her face.
Sort out your thoughts. Wan Qingran is weak and insecure, having been bullied since childhood and now orphaned, relying on her grandmother. Now her grandmother is sick and urgently needs money, so she has become an assistant to the popular celebrity Lu Yanci. But how much money can she really make as an assistant? This girl is probably being deceived.
Checking her WeChat account, she only has 200 yuan left. I didn't realize she was so broke. The first thing to do is to get her out of the hospital and see if there are other jobs available.
Jiang Xunzhi returns to her rented house, which is somewhat shabby and disorderly. This is unbearable for her, as she has OCD. She puts on gloves and starts cleaning carefully. After finishing, she rests and prepares to eat. The phone rings, and before she can speak, the person on the other end starts cursing loudly: "You're not dead yet? I told you to make an appointment with the photographer Wang Xiao. If you don't get a confirmation by tomorrow, just get lost."
The call was disconnected, and Jiang Xunzhi slowly recalled that in her previous life, she had only met Wang Xiaojian a few times, but they were just acquaintances. When he was working at the company, Jiang Xunzhi highly appreciated his work abilities. After he resigned, she never saw him again. The celebrity photographer asked Wan Qingran, a minor character, to meet, which was clearly a prank. He should know better and leave obediently. Since that's the case, I won't resign. I'll make them sick of it. On the day of the shoot, Jiang Xunzhi hurriedly arrived at the scene. By then, Lu Yanci had already finished his makeup and was waiting for the photographer. Not seeing the photographer, he angrily said, "Wan Qingran, didn't I tell you earlier that if you don't do well, you can leave."
Jiang Xunzhi said, "Photography is nothing difficult."
A woman in the audience stood up and said, "Since you don't think it's difficult, then you can take the cover photo today. As long as this set of photos satisfies everyone here, you can stay. But if not, then you can leave on your own."
This was exactly what Jiang Xunzhi wanted. She used to take magazine photos for the company's artists and even won several photography awards. Since it was said like this, she accepted, "Okay, then please have Mr. Lu come over."
The theme of this issue's cover is "The Fall of Angels". Jiang Xunzhi is directing the lights in a proper manner, the shutter sound keeps clicking. An hour later, the shooting is finished, and everyone on the scene is looking at the photos on the computer, all saying how great they are. But no matter how good the photos are, jealous people will still think they are not good enough. bitch "It's not necessarily that good, it looks like imitation, completely soulless."
Jiang Xunzhi said, "If you don't believe me, you can go and look at the series of works by other photographers in the past. They are absolutely genuine. Please, in the future, if you want to slander someone, please look at more works. Otherwise, your fabrications are very convincing."
bitch was immediately speechless, and everyone also looked at Wan Qingran with new eyes, showing their goodwill towards her. They thought that if she became a famous photographer one day, she could also help take care of them.
After the magazine received the photos, they also expressed their approval. To celebrate the successful shoot, Lu Yanci invited everyone to go to KTV to sing. Jiang Xunzhi felt that it was too noisy inside, so he strolled outside.
Suddenly, a splitting headache struck, and fragments of memories flashed through her mind. They were the memories of Jiang Xunzhi when she was alive. That night, after she finished washing up, she drank the water with the medicine in it. The last face she saw before closing her eyes was Lu Yanci.
Suddenly, she was shocked. Why would Lu Yanci appear there? Could he be the one who killed her?
At that moment, Lu Yanci emerged from the bathroom. Their eyes met, and he pressed her hands against the wall, slowly leaning in with his lips. However, these little tricks had no effect on the experienced Jiang Xunzhi. She remained calm and even teased Lu Yanci.
Lu Yanci saw the situation and immediately changed his expression, blurting out, "What kind of trick are you trying to play?"
Jiang Xunzhi took the opportunity to break free, then turned and slapped him, pressing him against the wall. "Tricks? You can't outplay me, Lu Yanci. I have a question for you. Where were you on January 27th at 9 p.m.?"
He hesitated for a moment and remained silent. "Wan Qingran, let go of me."
"I can't let go, you have to answer me first."
"You crazy person, I'm drinking at the bar."
Jiang Xunzhi loosened his grip and gave him a kick, telling him, "I'm not doing this job anymore, and besides, you're not that handsome. Compared to other male celebrities, you're still lacking a bit."
After these words were spoken, Lu Yanci was so angry that steam seemed to be coming out of his head, but Jiang Xunzhi had long since disappeared. He secretly vowed that if he ever encountered Jiang Xunzhi again, he would definitely tear her to pieces.
A few days later, in order to help her grandmother with medical treatment, Jiang Xunzhi sold her paintings online. She was very famous in the oil painting department during her university days, and her works were worth millions at the time. However, after graduation, she chose to pursue photography instead. She often painted in her daily life and stored these paintings in a collection store. So, yesterday she went to the collection store to retrieve them, and now she has put them up for sale online, waiting for buyers to come.
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