At this time, Lin Meijia was dressed in sick clothes and her hair was spread over her shoulders. She looked like a crazy woman.

"Come on, you can hire me some water control reviews!" Lin Meijia looks up, stares at the agent on one side and says viciously.

Although she has been out for so long, she has never had such a large-scale abuse under the control of the Navy, and all this is because of the bitch of the voice. She can't stand this grievance!!

"It's no use inviting the Navy now." The agent's face is black and blue, make to this kind of situation, don't say the water army, even the water cannon is useless!!

"What's useless!" Hearing the agent's reply, Lin Meijia was even more angry. Her sharp high pitched voice poked at the roof of the house like a pig killing cry: "didn't you see that group of people on the Internet are scolding me?!!"

"They scolded Cleopatra, not you! And even if they scold you, you ask for it The agent frowned impatiently and said in a cold voice.

If Lin Meijia was not her artist, she would also like to slap this little work that is not enough to fail. It is just too annoying!

"What do you mean, you mean it's all my fault?" Lin Meijia stares at the broker's face in disbelief. It is clear that all this is the fault of that little bitch. Why should everyone blame her?!

"I have something else to do. You can stay here and reflect on yourself." The agent was too lazy to talk nonsense with such unreasonable people as Lin Meijia. He picked up his backpack and turned away from the ward.

With the current situation, it is very unfavorable for Lin Meijia. It is necessary for her to go back to the head office to discuss her future.

"Where are you going? Come back!" Lin Meijia can't believe looking at the back of the agent's merciless leave, angry to scold.

"You old woman, why don't you remember when I made money for you? Now if something happens, leave me alone and run away. Wait for me. When I'm ready, I'll ask godfather to replace you!"

After screaming, Lin Meijia takes out her mobile phone out of breath. She wants to call Godfather. She wants him to clean up all the little bitches who bully her!!

However, "sorry, the number you dialed is not answered. Please dial later..."

Lin Meijia called several times, but the other party showed that there was no answer.

"You old bastard, do you think you can stay out of this? If I don't win the championship, you can't think about it! " Lin Meijia cursed bitterly.

She thought for a while and instead of calling Zhao's mobile phone, she called his office instead.

"Hello, who would you like to speak to?" Sweet secretary's voice came.

Lin Meijia did not have a good breath of the mouth on the roar: "I look for Zhao XX."

"Sorry, Mr. Zhao now..."

Secretary Miss formula ready to push off, this kind of call since she went to work already don't know how many, every time Zhao Lao is a face to face, want them not to say where he is.

Lin Meijia interrupted her perfunctory: "don't give me this kind of thing. Don't say that he's not in now. He's in a meeting or something. Tell him I'm Lin Meijia. If he doesn't answer the phone, I'll go straight to his office to find him!"

Her sharp voice could pierce the eardrum across the phone, and the Secretary had to hold the receiver away from her ears.

"Look, Mr. Zhao..." Miss

, who was very occupation moral, covered her phone, make complaints about the old Zhao Lao, but was crazy in Tucao and gossip.

In recent years, relying on his identity and status, Mr. Zhao did not know how many new people who had just entered the performing arts circle had to ask for a statement. However, Lin Meijia was the first one who could feel the combat effectiveness explosion through the phone like today.

Mr. Zhao scratched his head, sighed, and finally compromised: "take her call to my rest room. You'll have a holiday this afternoon. Don't stay in the office."

"OK." The Secretary picked up the phone and stood up to get ready for work.

Old Zhao stooped and walked to the rest room with heavy steps. From behind, he was indeed an old man of nearly 60 years old.

Seeing his figure disappear at the end of the corridor, the Secretary immediately changed her face, no longer a dignified and calm professional appearance, but a gossipy face to get through a friend's phone.

Guess who I got? Lin Meijia! It's the top three in this masked singing contest. It's the top three people on the Internet. It's rumored that she's in the top three is related to old man Zhao. Now it seems that it's true! "

"Mm-hmm, I also read the news yesterday. That Cleopatra must be Lin Meijia. Otherwise, old man Zhao can't help her by lying like that. I'll tell you that they must have an affair!"

"She was fierce when she called. She must have become angry because she was the one who did the nail. what? Why did she come to see old man Zhao? It must be the old man Zhao who promised to protect her as the champion. Now she is going to be ruined. "

"There's a good show to watch. This old man Zhao is so lustrous. I thought I'd like to have a good play. I think it's hard for him to finish this time. Wait. I'll sell these news to paparazzi when I quit next month. How can I sell him $180000? Old Zhao has too much black material..."Zhao does not know that his secretary is about to resign. At the moment, his mind is all about how to deal with Lin Meijia.

During this time, Zhao had a certain understanding of Lin Meijia's temperament.

I thought it was just a beautiful vase, but in the vase was a poisonous snake. It was not only vicious, but also mean and stupid. Isn't this a big problem?

He shuffled, and before he got to the rest room, he heard the phone ringing like a life-threatening ring.

It's true. Why isn't it a little longer.

Even if he lingers on, there will always be an end to such a road. Besides, in case Mr. Zhao is afraid that Lin Meijia will run out of patience, it will not be good to tear up his face and make trouble with him.

"Hello..."

As soon as the phone was connected, Zhao couldn't stand holding the receiver far away, because Lin Meijia's shrill voice could not wait to fire.

"You old man, why don't you answer my phone? Do you think you can muddle through without receiving it? I tell you... "

Zhao could not help frowning: "can you speak well? I am your elder after all."

He has been in the entertainment industry for decades in his life. If you don't want to be famous, you don't have to say "Mr. Zhao" or "Mr. Zhao" when you see him. Now Lin Meijia points his nose at him and scolds him for immortality. He still can't get by.