Yan Sida pondered deeply and directly went to the entertainment company where she was interning over winter break to explain her situation.
The company's boss seemed somewhat troubled and said, "Xiao Yan, although I sympathize with your mother's predicament and you're a top student from a prestigious university, it's still eighty thousand dollars. For a small company like ours, this is not a small amount…"
Yan Sida felt a chill in her heart instantly; even a fool could tell the company boss was tactfully refusing…
Could it be that she really couldn't rely on herself but had to beg those rich people for help?
Or did she have to sell her body, like the class president who seemed too good to be true?
A flood of emotions surged in, and Yan Sida felt her brain was about to explode.
Suddenly, the secretary walked over: "Boss, there's a call for you."
The boss nodded and returned to his office to take the call.
