Xu Tingting was slightly better off than her, but not by much. Xu Tingting had learned some Taekwondo. She managed to knock down two people at the beginning, but soon lost strength and was easily subdued.
The Director grabbed her hair, stepped on the back of Xu Tingting's leg, and spat, "Pretending to be pure, huh? You took the money, so you have to do the job, you know. Blame yourselves for not reading the contract carefully. You've been sold to me, and you won't earn enough to buy your freedom for three years!"
Xu Tingting's head buzzed, and her hair was pulled, forcing her to lift her pale face and spit at the Director's face that was close to hers.
"Pah! You think you can touch me? I've only signed an advertising contract with you!"
The Director wiped his face and slapped her, laughing sharply, "Oh really? Then go check again. Your name is right there in black and white."
Xu Tingting's mind suddenly went blank.
Where did it go wrong? Just where?
