Chapter 194: The Paparazzi Vow!

On the fourth day, Xiaoman, who was wiping away tears, flew back to Kyoto. In her words: I can't stand this grievance...

Still in the editor-in-chief's office of that entertainment company, the director personally made a cup of coffee for Xiaoman and put it away.

"Xiaoman, how's it going, how do you feel?" The editor-in-chief asked with a smile. In fact, he already knew the situation from his subordinates, but... wouldn't it be better for the person involved to say such a funny thing himself? .

Xiaoman didn't drink coffee, and said with a serious face: "Are you even going to laugh at me?"

The director waved his hand and said, "Of course I didn't mean that, and it doesn't do me any good if you fail. Then the problem now is, this boss is not good at it. He has used all the methods that should be used. What else can I do?" .”

Xiaoman spread her hands, indicating that she has nothing to do, according to her understanding, this kind of person is a psychopath, and there are still a large group of such psychopaths in Jiuxianju, so whoever will go, anyway, she will not go.

Thinking of being watched by a large group of people when she turned around, Xiaoman felt her whole body trembling. Of course, the point is not this, the point is that at that time, she was still yelling at the boss in various ways...

The ghost knows what she went through... Anyway, after she came back, the dressing style of the Variety Witch suddenly changed drastically. Just look at it now, she is dressed so tightly that the director who is facing the tōukuī can't see anything.

The director rubbed his forehead and said helplessly: "Then let's shelve this project for now, we can't put all our resources here, your hype...wait, that guy Ziyu doesn't know what he's doing recently , why don’t you reply to diànhuà.”

Xiaoman walked out without saying a word. If she was more enthusiastic about this hype than anyone else in the past, then now, whoever likes to be hyped should be the one to speculate. Anyway, she now has a psychological shadow on that place called Jiuxianju...

But Xiaoman still plans to go there again, not to discuss business, but to drink some of the wildly rumored mead there, it seems that it really works well.

Girl... is it your woman, who doesn't love beauty.

This sentence also appeared in a villa.

Xiao Ai was holding a shǒujī and was making a phone call, as if facing someone she couldn't refuse, her exquisite face was full of helplessness.

"Sister Li, it's really not that I don't give you face. You also know that I've been begging people all day long in this circle. How can I not give you face? There's really no way around this matter. .”

"Xiao Ai, I beg you, please, let your sisters and friends come to apply for a few platinum annual cards. Now our high-end platinum members are losing a lot. If there is no business, your sister's beauty salon can't afford it." going bankrupt."

Xiao Ai looked up at the sky and had nothing to say. This kind of high-end beauty salon charges a lot, and the biggest source of customers is female celebrities. But since a while ago, no one has been willing to go to the beauty salon.

Those care and maintenance are really good, but they are a waste of time and troublesome. Why don't you go to Boss Qin's place for a drink? It's so good, it saves time, and it's better than beauty, and the price is also cheaper.

This Sister Li and Xiao Ai still have some relatives. Now there is no way to ask for Xiao Ai's body, but Xiao Ai can't do anything, not to mention what kind of sister relationship they have in the entertainment circle, just talking about this matter itself is not enough. Method.

She herself is a beneficiary of the honey wine from Boss Qin, so how could she let other people go to the beauty salon to apply for a card.

Xiao Ai, who was standing there holding a shǒujī, looked up at the sky, what can I do, I am also very desperate...

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We walk in the dark, gossip is our servant, news is our inheritance, shuttle in the streets and alleys, shoot next to the mansion villa,

No matter the wind and rain, no matter whether it is hot in summer or cold in winter, we will stick to it!

In the cold autumn wind in the early morning, the paparazzi Lao Wang, who was wrapped in thick clothes but still shivering, kept chanting the oath he had made when he joined the paparazzi to cheer himself up. His current position can be said to be very good. The camera can guarantee that he can take pictures of the zhàopiàn in the hotel...as long as they don't draw the curtains.

Constantly rubbing his hands, Lao Wang felt that his fingers were a little cold. This is not good. The shutter must be pressed quickly and accurately. If it is a second or two slower, the things captured will not be the key things. up.

There are two stars in this hotel, a man and a woman. This is the information he has spent a lot of time to know, but now, his camera has been aimed at the room where the two live, just waiting to start tōupāi!

While waiting, suddenly, the shǒujī in their arms began to vibrate. There is a rule when they come out to "work", that is, they must never turn on the bell, otherwise, if they are disturbed by some bastard at a critical moment, it will not be "work". "Son" problem, it is still light to be beaten up when someone finds out.

Taking out the shǒujī, Pharaoh asked under his throat, "Old Liu, what's the matter, you're squatting, what's the matter?"

Diànhuà is a "colleague" over there, but the other party has much more information than his old Wang, so he got a lot of revelations and lived a comfortable life.

"Old Wang, let me ask you, did you stick to that Jiuxianju for a few days ago?" Lao Liu said, obviously also outside, and the sound of qìchē whistle could be heard.

Old Wang's expression turned gloomy when he heard this. Everyone in the circle now knew that everyone else had left, but he was the only one who insisted on eating steamed buns. After waiting for thirteen days, the boss hadn't come back yet!

Then there was nothing he could do about it, he packed his things and came back in a hurry, but was laughed at by people in the circle. You must know that there were many people who asked him to go with him at that time, but he insisted on insisting, but in the end he didn't insist on anything.

"Old Liu, did you call here on purpose to make fun of me? I'm busy right now, so I don't have time to joke!" Old Wang said with a sullen face, staring at the window while talking.

Old Liu laughed and said, "Of course I'm not kidding you, but I just want to tell you one thing, the boss... came back to open for business..."

"What?" Old Wang shouted angrily, but Ma realized that his voice was a bit loud, so he quickly suppressed it and said, "When did he come back? Is the store open as usual?"

"It seems to be three or four days ago. The store is still open as usual. I heard that the business is still good. It's just that those female stars don't seem to go now..."

Lao Liu was still rambling on, but Lao Wang didn't want to hear it anymore, why, why did he have to leave early that day, as long as he waited, he would definitely wait!

Diànhuà was hung up, Lao Wang squatted in the corner, feeling a little like crying, there is such a playful person, I don’t know that our job is very hard, look at me now, eating steamed buns and drinking cold water, sleeping in the open air is still cold I have to die, just waiting to take pictures of others sleeping together in a luxurious hotel...

After lighting a cigarette, Lao Wang began to recall his past life. He was called Lao Wang even before he was thirty years old, and many wives were desperately guarding against him. No one wanted to be his neighbor. !

Running around all over the world, when you have good things to hand over, the manager will smile like a big old chrysanthemum, but once you have nothing to hand in for a few months, the manager will scold you like a shārén!

After being sad for five minutes, Lao Wang stood up and put away the camera tripods that had already been set up. The paparazzi swore, go, is this a human job? I quit!

But at this time, Qin Feng was still in his dreamland, unaware that his behavior made a paparazzi jump out of the industry.

But even if I know him, there is nothing I can do. What can I do? I haven’t spoken a word to you, and I don’t even know who you are. In the end, you quit, so it’s my fault?