Chapter 170： The actor is my mother fan 10

"I just leave it to the secretary. For some reason, go downstairs and buy what kind of drink?" Ou Xuan frowned, really wondering what he was thinking in this neurotic brain.

Carrying a bunch of work and doing it for a while, I just threw the work here and ran away by myself. I was really not afraid that he would tamper with some data or something for him.

Although he really couldn't understand.

Ou Xuan sighed, put his computer aside, and began to deal with today's things.

...

Chu Ci came to the company at a fixed time and didn't say a few words. The people in charge on the opposite side glanced at the phone, and their expressions changed. Then, starting from the good first look at the basics, they jumped directly to signing the contract. This step.

Being caught off guard made Chu Ci still a bit dazed, but thinking that he had indeed walked into the door of Hengtian Entertainment, and the contract in front of him was also clear and well-paid artist contract.

Hmm...not a contract to buy her.

Chu Ci blinked, finished signing, and looked at the agent assigned to her by the company, Hao Ya.

She seems to be in her twenties and is approaching her thirties. She is shrewd and capable but gentle. She introduced herself and left her contact information. Hao Ya looked at this artist who was specifically asked to sign by her superiors. Knowing what is special about her, she actually asked her to take over.

However, after taking over, it is the artist under her hand, who is her own. Anything that should be left cannot be left behind, but she still doesn't know Chu Ci's information.

Just thinking about this, I saw the little girl standing next to her holding a file bag, her big moist eyes looking around, and then she lifted her hands and pulled the corners of her clothes.

Hao Ya paused for a while, looked at the little girl, and saw her blinking and tilting her head, "How do I feel like I am walking through the back door."

You did go through the back door.

Hao Ya looked at these bright eyes and couldn't help but curled the corners of her lips. As she was about to speak, the office door opened.

Everyone couldn't help but look up to the door, and they saw the big actor of their company's pillars, who was rarely seen in ordinary times, and walked in with a large bag of drinks such as milk tea soda, a pair of calm and unwavering black He raised his eyes and glanced at them.

Everyone:...

what's going on?

The person in charge of the department was confused but still wanted to take over the drink in Yanchao's hand. He heard Yanchao say, "Thank you, I'm looking at the script. These are for you."

But isn't the script sent to the top floor? ?

Before the head of the department could speak, he was stuffed with a glass of drink in his hand.

Young life! ! The boss of the company handed them drinks? ?

I can't stand it. I guess even the upper-level leaders don't have this treatment. Looking at the big bag of drinks in Yan Chao's hand, a few people quickly thanked them, and walked to the front of Yan Chao and took the drinks.

Yan Chao let go this time, allowing them to take the bag to divide it up, holding a cup of milk tea in the other hand, then lifted their eyes and glanced around indifferently, and finally turned towards the little girl who was standing next to the sofa not far away. The girl looked over and met the little girl's eyes.

The little girl did not paint any makeup today, probably because she was not familiar with the people around her. She stood there without moving, her big clear eyes blinked and blinked.

The words that I have read too much in the emoticon these days have almost automatically appeared in my mind.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do next?