Chapter 206

Zhou Jieya's words shocked everyone in the studio.

In this company, no one does not know who Zhou Jieya is.

This year, the company's all-out effort to create the c-position of the women's group occupies all the high-quality resources, with numerous announcements. The invitation of movies and TV series from various major variety shows has also piled up in the whole mailbox. It seems that it has become a new generation of traffic star, almost walking horizontally in the company, and no one dares not sell her face.

Of course, what makes her more famous is her most labeled bad temper.

No one can work with her for more than a week.

She has only been popular for less than a year. She has already changed eight or nine agents, almost one a month, and every agent has been beaten and scolded by her.

And all the artists she has worked with, whether they are the seniors or the new generation, have been ostracized and targeted by her, especially in the women's group. She doesn't pay attention to other members at all, and refuses to participate in any activities and rehearsals in the group. According to the rumor, if it wasn't for the contract problem, Zhou Jieya would have been flying alone long ago, and she also found one in the group She is the most influential gold owner in the entertainment industry. She wants to make her an international superstar like Chen Qiumo. So even if she looks at the group, she doesn't pay attention to anyone except the president Li Qingcheng.

Seeing that everyone was afraid to speak, Zhou Jieya laughed twice, pointed to the photographer and said, "now turn off the computer, remove the memory, throw it away, replace it with a new one, and shoot again from the beginning."

Then he pointed to the props, "pull out the stockings on the wild model's legs for me, throw them away, and bring me 30 pieces again. I want to change them, and I want to change them for every one. I have a habit of cleanliness, and I won't want anything touched."

Finally, she looked down at the director sitting behind the monitor and said, "I'll read the script to you later. I've just finished an advertisement. Now I'm very tired. I don't have the mind to read the script. Hurry up and finish shooting. There's something else to do."

Although we are not used to Zhou Jieya's style.

And this advertisement has come to an end. The director is also very satisfied with Huang Huanxi, but there is no way. Who can make Zhou Jieya the most popular artist in the company now? There is also a gold owner behind him. He is just a part-time worker. He can shoot the advertisement, and nothing else matters.

Then, the director sighed, threw his desk book on the table, stood up and said to Huang Huanxi, who was still in a daze: "beauty, I'm sorry. Since Jieya wants to take this list, we have no choice, or you can see..."

The director's words did not finish, Huang Huanxi has been sobered up from confusion.

It's not the first time she's met such a thing.

In the process of advertising shooting, sponsors temporarily put in models to squeeze themselves out.

Huang Huanxi is used to losing money.

What's more, the other side is currently the most popular Zhou Jieya.

Nodding, Huang Huanxi took off half of his socks on his legs, then stood up and reluctantly walked toward the next dressing room.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Jieya carefully looked at the wild model in front of her. Although her appearance could only be regarded as first-class, her symmetrical and slender legs made her jealous of her height.

"I, I'm going to the dressing room to change." Huang Huanxi whispered.

"No, I've already thrown the clothes into the corridor for you. Go out and get them in the corridor." Zhou Jieya said lightly.

"In the hallway?" Huang Huanxi was stunned. She looked at Zhou Jieya and asked, "why? Why are you throwing my clothes? "

"Why? Ha ha, this dressing room originally belongs to me. You use my dressing room without my permission, and throw those rags in it. I don't have a fire to burn all of them, and you have the face to ask why? Believe it or not, I'll let the agent throw your clothes from the corridor to the road now, so that you can have the face to ask here. If you don't hurry out and get them yourself! "

Facing Zhou Jieya's reprimand, Huang Huanxi sighed silently.

The changing room of the studio has always been public. There are several closets and sofas for models to rest and change clothes. They come first and then come. There is no private space for who, or who can throw out who's clothes.

But in the entertainment industry, Huang Huanxi has been used to seeing these so-called artists and stars fighting for a dressing room or even a seat, and then tripping behind their backs.

But in this circle, Huang Huanxi also knows that, just as Zhou Jieya said, he is just a wild model without any fame. In front of this just popular flow artist, even if she slaps him a few times, he is not qualified to fight back, let alone throw a dress.

"Well, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I'll go to the corridor to get my clothes. I'm sorry to disturb you."

Huang Huanxi bowed his head and apologized repeatedly. Then he left the photography area and walked towards the door.

However, in order to shoot an advertisement for silk stockings, she now wears a loose shirt and shows her legs. When they come to the door, Qin fan and Huang Qianqian stand up in a hurry. Qin fan takes off her upper jacket and gives it to Huang Qianqian to cover Huang Huanxi. Then they go out with their bare arms.This is the corridor outside the studio.

People come and go.

Today, the five studios are full of advertisements.

The staff were anxiously walking around everywhere, but when they saw Huang Huanxi walking out of No. 3 studio in this state, they all stopped and cast strange eyes on Huang Huaxi, as if he were looking at a clown.

"Take her to an empty room first, and I'll get her clothes."

Seeing a mass of clothes crumpled into a ball and thrown in a corner in the distance, Qin Fan said, and hurried over to pick up the clothes from the ground, only to find that they were covered with all kinds of footprints.

"Hoo..."

Qin fan looked at the messy sling and skirt in his hand and let out a long breath.

Looking back, Huang Qianqian has covered Huang Huanxi's waist with her short jacket. She pushes open the door and walks into a dressing room where several models have just come out.

Qin fan stood in place and hesitated for a moment.

Kick aside the garbage can next to you and throw the dirty clothes in.

Then turn around and stride to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

66th floor.

Qin fan stood in the elevator and pressed the indicator light.

Silence, until the elevator door opened, just strode out.

"Who are you looking for, please?"

As soon as I left the elevator, a secretary like beauty in a black professional dress came up and asked.

"Li Qingcheng." Qin Fan said.

"Mr. Li? Do you have an appointment Asked the Secretary, wrinkling.

"Qin fan." Qin fan lightly spits out two words.

"Qin Qin fan? Are you Qin fan The Secretary suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the young man with bare arms in front of him.

Qin fan didn't speak, just looked at her lightly.

After a while, the Secretary nodded like a dream, made a gesture of please, said "you follow me", and quickly stepped on high-heeled shoes to lead the way in front.

The wide corridor, the transparent French windows and the "dada" sound of high-heeled shoes on the marble floor made the secretary take Qin fan to a luxurious gate, bend down and push the gate open. He respectfully said, "please come in, Qin Shao."

Qin fan took a look at her and stepped inside.

This is a super large luxury office with luxurious and fashionable decoration. It is almost 250 degree full floor to ceiling windows, which can overlook the southern metropolis at any moment. Yiying's furnishings and office equipment are also full of modern sense and standard female office style design.

There is a faint fragrance in the office, which makes Qin fan feel a little relieved when he steps into the office.

"Qin Shao!"

Seeing Qin fan appear, Li Qingcheng stands up excitedly at first, but when she sees Qin fan with bare arms at the moment, her face turns red and her eyes indicate that Secretary Su can close the door and go out.

The president's office is closed.

Li Qingcheng then took down a short Burberry suit from the hanger, and hurried forward to put it on Qin fan's shoulder.

"What's the matter with Qin Shao? Is something wrong? "

Compared with the innocent smile on Qin fan's face when he first met him, Li Qingcheng almost held a heart and dared to ask this question.

"Ban Zhou Jieya." Qin Fan said.

"What?" Li Qingcheng was shocked!

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