As soon as Li Qingqing answered the phone, Yang Shuo scolded her.
But at the mention of this, Li Qingqing was very angry, and immediately roared back: "do you think I think? If I knew the email was fake, would I send it to Weibo? So that everyone can see my jokes? Yang Shuo, it's you! I haven't seen what a contract looks like. Haven't you seen it either? I clearly asked you before I sent it to Weibo. You have been wandering in the entertainment industry for decades. Don't tell me that you don't even know what the contract of Y's is! "
It has to be said that Li Qingqing is really hurt. After roaring at Yang Shuo, her tears can't stop falling.
She couldn't even afford to buy a piece of Y's clothes before, let alone understand the Y family's contract.
When she received the email, she did not doubt the authenticity of the email, but Yang Shuo had been reassuring her that she was bound to get it, and she subconsciously thought it was reasonable.
What's more, she sent a screenshot and edited text to Yang Shuo before she posted her microblog. She didn't dare to publish it until she said she could.
After being yelled by Li Qingqing, Yang Shuo was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "the responsibility is on me. You showed it to me at that time. I thought I was just asking if I could post microblog like this. I didn't doubt the email you received."
"The rules and methods of these luxury brands change every year, and none of the artists I've worked with in recent years have won endorsement, so I haven't been able to grasp the way they sign and reply in time."
Yang Shuo took the responsibility to himself, and his attitude and tone eased a bit.
Smell speech, Li Qingqing also dead bite lip, silent down, no longer blame Yang Shuo.
She knew that she would rely on this woman in the future. Now she has nothing, and even if she has more resentment in her heart, she must bear it.
After calming down for a few minutes, Li Qingqing said, "why Su Xiangwan? How can they choose this woman? "
Yang Shuo was silent for a moment and said, "maybe it's the Mu family who worked hard behind his back. Last time you saw the friendship between mu Beiting and C's old man."
Li Qingqing's eyes were bloodshot and did not speak. Yang Shuo said again: "this time, we've planted it. You should have a good rest first. Don't read the microblog any more. I'll arrange the studio to prepare a manuscript to wash the white matter for you."
Words down, Yang Shuo did not wait for Li Qingqing to speak again, as if very busy will hang up the phone.
Li Qingqing went to the sofa and sat down in a daze, but couldn't help boarding the microblog again.
It's ridiculous to say that her micro blog has gained millions of fans overnight, which is the time when she got the most fans.
Li Qingqing clenched his fist when he opened the comments on his microblog yesterday.
[look at my face slapping in the evening. Li Qingqing is too high. ]
[thank God, thank you for making me believe that there is not so much difference in aesthetic perception between East and West. ]
[upstairs plus one, beauty is beauty, ugliness is ugliness. My goddess can conquer the whole universe by her face in the evening. ]
[Li Qingqing is distressed. My heart must be bleeding. ]
[yesterday, when I heard that Li Qingqing became the spokesperson, my wife cried like a fat man with a weight of 200 kg. Today, she is beautiful to a fairy. ]
[yesterday I thought my hand could finally be saved. Today, it seems that not only do I have to cut off my hands, but also my feet. You should be responsible for me later. ]