Chapter 161： What a waste!

"What's the matter? Why are there so many reporters?" Song Wenxin looked puzzled, and asked Midland a little bit of worry.

Generally speaking, suddenly there are so many reporters blocking ****, there should be some special news.

"Don't you read today's headlines?" Qiao Zezhi's assistant whispered a reminder when Song Wenxin asked such a question.

"Headline? What headline?" Song Wenxin was confused. She came here directly after getting up. How can I read any headlines ...

"It's just that I played big names, and the movie was changed." Mi Lan smiled. This news broke out today, and she also knew today that she was replaced by that big-picture film.

"Did that director Zhu Yang do it?" Song Wenxin was surprised, and then whispered near Midland.

Mi Lan told her long ago that Zhu Yang would avenge them!

But what makes Song Wenxin strange is that she has not received the notice and news of the designer's removal of her designer position ...

Perhaps it was Zhu Yang who disdain to take the time to deal with her humble little shrimp.

Mi Lan nodded slightly.

really……

Hearing such news, Song Wenxin's heart became even more ashamed of the director Zhu Yang!

Because the unsuccessful actress was unsuccessful, I made this kind of news and changed the role of others ...

Such people are really garbage!

"I'm going out to deal with reporters! You are kind and willing to leave with them through the back door. The front door should have been blocked by reporters." Midland sighed, and then said lightly.

She has offended a lot of people after making her debut so long, and she has long been used to this kind of false news.

"Can you go out to deal with the reporter?" Song Wen looked at her with some anxiety.

"Let's go, you can't help her here!" At this time, Qiao Zezhi suddenly came over, reached out and embraced Song Wenxin's shoulder, and took her directly out of the back door.

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Not long after, Song Wenxin followed Qiao Zezhi through the back door of the building.

Qiao Zezhi's driver has parked his car at the back door.

Because he hadn't helped Qiao Ze's measurements, Song Wenxin had to follow Qiao Zezhi and his assistant to get in the car and return to the hotel where he lived.

Qiao Zezhi lived in a five-star hotel in City A, and Song Wenxin followed them back to the presidential suite where he lived.

As soon as she entered the door, she took out a soft ruler and was ready to help Qiao Ze measure the size.

"Do you have time now?"

Seeing her so anxious, Qiao Zezhi had no choice but to take off his coat and cooperate with her, standing straight in front of her.

"Raise your hands!" Song Wenxin looked at him, then suddenly said.

Qiao Ze nodded and raised his hands in cooperation.

Song Wenxin bent down and began to carefully and carefully measure his waist, bust, leg length, arm length ... and other dimensions.

With each measurement, she would memorize the data in a small notebook.

Only in this way can a perfect work be designed.

When Song Wenxin was busy with this, time had passed a long time.

In the room, for some reason, only Song Wenxin and Qiao Ze were left.

His assistant is long gone ...

Being alone in this environment made her feel a little awkward.

"It's almost time, then I'll go back first!" Song Wenxin accepted the good things, and then told Qiao Ze.

After that, she carried her bag and was ready to turn away.