Chapter 470： The Millennium Beauty in the Coffin (32)

In the end, this unpleasant conversation ended in Fu Yue's victory.

Director Li took the thermos cup and walked away angrily.

Fu Yue's agent was about to poke her forehead, "You, you, are you trying to **** me off?"

The bright and tall beauty yawned lazily and wiped away the tears that were in the corners of her eyes. She touched her belly and said quietly, "It's late, it's time to eat, I should finish work."

broker:"?????"

The men and women are all there, what are you yelling in a little transparent?

Fu Yue tried to instill some thoughts into her agent, "Sister Qing, your thoughts are too old-fashioned. You see that I am so beautiful, and red is a matter of time, so why don't you let me play a big game and experience it? "

Broker Qing sister: "..."

I think you are thinking about fart.

Just your salted fish virtues, who can give you the confidence to be red?

The broker is a little tired.

She has brought an artist for so many years, but she has never encountered such a weird and self-willed person, living an ancestor, and she can't scold her!

Fu Yue continued his brainwashing: "Sister Qing, look at me carefully."

The red-dressed beauty raised her eyes halfway, and her eyelashes were stretched at the end of her eyes. The arc was very beautiful and attractive, and she was naturally beautiful.

Sister Rao Shiqing has been an artist for so many years, and she has never met a woman who can compare to this woman. She is in her 40s and she is almost dumbfounded.

Sister Qing couldn't help sighing.

This Jiang Fu is really born to eat this bowl of rice in the entertainment industry.

Fu Yue: "Look carefully to see if I am a hot material?"

Sister Qing, who had just risen from the starting point of confidence, heard this: "...I only see that you are an unreliable material."

Fu Yue said angrily: "No eyesight."

She was ready to leave after receiving her things, and was stopped by a handsome little brother who was slender and thin.

Fu Yue: "?"

Taking a closer look, Fu Yue recognized that this handsome boy was the actor who played Rong Chu just now.

This man seems to be a newcomer actor. His name is Wen Xi. He has delicate eyebrows and beautiful lips and white teeth. He belongs to the weaker milk dog that some little girls like now.

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows, her expression lacking interest: "What's the matter?"

Wen Xi's fair and beautiful face turned red quietly. He was only eighteen or nine years old, and he looked two years younger than Fu Yue.

At the beginning, Fu Yue's ID card was 20 years old, so Wen Xi called her sister directly.

"Sister Jiang Fu, can I add you to a WeChat account, or other contact information..."

When confronted with Fu Yue, Wen Xi's reaction was his own reaction. Just like Rong Chu in the play, he was astonished at a glance, and then fell step by step.

Fu Yue had a cold face.

She already has her sweet and beautiful sweetie, and has no interest in raising two spare tires for fun.

Fu Yue just waved his hand to refuse.

She lifted her hand into the air and was held.

"???"

Everyone's eyes fell on the people who came.

Seen by the eyes.

He is a young man in light-colored casual clothes. He is tall and wears a peaked cap on his head. He can't see the specific eyebrows and eyes. His white chin is exquisite and sharp, which makes people can't help but think about it.

The youth's delicate Adam's apple rolled.

A **** low-magnetic tone came from my throat.

"Didn't I say that I will have dinner together? I have been waiting for you for a long time, and I won't reply when I send you a message..."

These words meant a little bit of coquetry, and also a little bit wronged.