"Young master Zong! I'm xiaowang, hehe..."

When Tong Huaer was in a daze, president wang had already squeezed in and walked towards zong Beili like a pug.

Zong Beili glanced across tong Huaer's face and shook hands with president wang, "President wang, please sit down!"

"... President wang was so scared that he almost knelt down.

Tong Huaer stood behind the bedroom door, with the door open by his side, and the conversation in the living room kept coming.

It turns out that the king was always called by Zong Beili, and there was only one reason - to ask silk road to support her!

"No large-scale photos, no collarbones above the knees!"

"No dinner for her!"

"Don't shoot with a male model!"

Zong Beili was not allowed to smash them one after another. Tong Huaer felt helpless for wang. He couldn't cross the boundary with so many requests, but he wanted to make her famous. It was really difficult!

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Zong Beili's icy threat sounded.

President wang kept nodding his head in agreement and complimented Tong Huaer before he got up and left.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tong Huaer opened the door and walked out. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa, he said, "You still want me to work in his company?"

"Don't worry, he won't dare to make any more mess for you this time!" Zong Beili gave her a cold tug of the lips and held her in his arms, "Don't you want to earn money by being a model?"

If she was willing to take his money, he wouldn't be bothered to find a company to support her.

She really needed money, and if the company really didn't let her shoot yesterday's stuff, she wouldn't mind working with them.

"Zong Beili, I just find it hard to get along in the entertainment industry without a background."

She used to think that hard work was enough, but with one word from Zong Beili, she immediately let this unknown little model enjoy the treatment of a big brand. The comparison was really hard to say.

"So you're lucky to have me backstage!"

Zong Beili had no idea what it meant to be polite. The arrogant words fell on her head. Tong Huaer looked up at him speechlessly. Well, he was telling the truth.

It suddenly occurred to me, did this man also praise Liu Fei like this?

"What are you thinking?" Zong Beili stared at her.

Tong Huaer returned to his senses and smiled, "Nothing." She wasn't stupid enough to ask.

There was a slight smile on her delicate little face, a light gleam in her bright eyes, and a beautiful curve on her lips.

"Tong Huaer." The man called out her name in a low voice, raised her chin with his big hand, and a complicated emotion flashed through his dark eyes, "This is the result of my handling of this matter. I will allow you to walk around the entertainment industry in the future! Do you understand?"

Liu Fei took her job, and he let her work in the future without worry, but only until then! Because the relationship between Liu Fei and him was not just between men and women.

"I know."

Tong Huaer nodded.

She knew it from the beginning, so she didn't complain to zong beili. Otherwise, would Zong Beili tear her face from Liu Fei's? She didn't think she had that much influence.

And now that Zong Beili has helped her settle the company, it's already a windfall!

"I like sensible women."

Zong Beili pinched her little face in a rewarding manner and bent over, his thin lips falling on her pink lips.

From this day on, the company did not arrange any more messy shooting for tong Huaer, and almost all of them were brand endorsements.

Her new manager was also very good, and they got along quite well. Although they were not very popular, they were gradually walking on the red road.

On the other side, in Liu Fei's villa.

The luxurious living room reeked of alcohol. A woman in a sling nightgown sat on the sofa with her eyes half-open and her face without makeup looking haggard.

"Elder sister Liufei, stop drinking. You saw Tong Huaer on the cover of the magazine again!" The manager took the magazine he just bought today.

On the cover, Huaer was wearing a black suit and retro makeup was a popular element, even though she was too young to be picky when taking photos of her, whether it was her eyes or her expression.

Liu Fei narrowed his eyes and looked straight at the photo on the cover of the magazine. Suddenly, he grabbed the magazine and tore it up.

"Bitch! Tong Huaer, this bitch!"

The photo was in pieces, and Liu Fei kicked the pieces away, as if nothing about Tong Huaer could appear in front of her!

Zong Beili did not answer her phone calls and did not see her. Knowing that he was with Tong Huaer every day, this feeling was driving Liu Fei crazy!

And what Liu Fei couldn't accept the most was that Zong Beili was praising Tong Huaer!

Seeing Tong Huaer getting better and better by the day, what would happen next? Will she replace her as a diva?

"No! No!"

Liu Fei looked at a pile of pieces of paper and screamed hysterically.

On the other side.

The staff were still setting up the venue, and Tong Huaer stood in a corner with his cell phone, "Yeah, I know, but I can't help it... I'll go back after the shoot..."

He obviously arranged the work, but now when she got busy, this man began to feel unhappy again.

"When are you done filming?" Zong Beili shouted coldly over the phone.

"I don't know either." Tong Huaer said helplessly. Suddenly, she heard her manager calling her, "Okay, I won't tell you. I'll go back when I'm done!"

After that, Tong Huaer hung up the phone and walked towards the manager.

Zong Beili frowned and sat in a chair with his phone in his hand, waiting for her to finish her work.

Yesterday was a print magazine, the front desk was a brand endorsement, today is a pictorial! When she wasn't filming, she had to read and draw! Even when they were filming, they couldn't find anyone!

There was a strong chill in the president's room, and the air around him was stifling.

"Young master Zong, the meeting has been going on for five minutes." Ye Shen warned.

The meeting room was full of senior directors waiting for the man in front of them, but he was on the phone with Miss Tong...

"I need you to remind me?" Zong Beili looked up at ye shen coldly, and the coldness in his eyes increased.

Ye Shen was shocked, and immediately lowered his head and said, "It's my subordinates who talk too much!"

Young master Zong's temper has been getting worse these days, so he should be careful.

There was another silence in the president's room. Zong Beili sat in a chair and didn't know what was on his mind. A strong chill hung around him, and the temperature in the room dropped again and again.

"Young master Zong, we have a mall that you haven't visited for a long time." Ye Shen observed and suggested.

Zong Beili looked up and glanced at him, "Get to the point!"

"Miss Tong is shooting there today!" Ye Shen said simply.