C179

Chapter 179 - Unlucky

After much deliberation, I pulled out the director's phone.

"After dialing three times, the other side finally answered." Hello director, I'm Lin Xiang. I haven't received any messages from you since the last audition. May I ask what happened? "

I nervously hold my phone tightly.

Logically speaking, the efficiency should be very fast. I would notify them within two days after finishing my mission. However, so much time has passed since then, yet I haven't received a single piece of information.

How could my emotions not be complicated? They were simply complicated to the extreme.

I tried my best to adjust my breathing so that it would be calmer, but no matter what I did, I was still nervous. In fact, it was even more intense than before.

I pursed my lips and waited for an answer.

"Lin Xiang, right? I may have to apologize to you for this. The sponsor has introduced us to a more suitable actor. You should also know that this is one of the more famous film empress - Huang Yan. I told my assistant to send you a message earlier because she probably missed it. She's looking forward to our next collaboration. I still have things to do, so I'll hang up first. "

It was only when my hand was on the verge of losing consciousness that I slowly let go of the phone.

Huang Yan, the investor introduced.

So I can only be replaced?

I know it's a common occurrence in the entertainment industry, but I'm still a little reluctant.

What Huang Yan said sounded like a movie queen, but in reality, her acting skills weren't really that good. It was just that she had a group of loyal fans behind her, plus she was in the J circle, so her network of contacts were quite broad.

I actually changed my role. I originally thought that a director like this wouldn't easily change the role he chose, but now it seems that I was too naive.

All preparations were like a joke.

But I can't accept it!

Lying in bed, for a long time, I couldn't sleep, so I simply took out my phone again and posted on Weibo.

"Do your best to become better. Not only are you strong in your heart, but you're also full of strength. Do your best." I posted a post on Weibo, turned around and hugged my phone for a while to brush up. My stomach was hungry, so I instantly felt even more sad.

He lost his character and was still hungry. How could he be so unlucky?

Can't you be nicer to me?

'Character lost, husband lost, face lost, how am I going to lead a life? '

After lying in bed for a long time, I did some self-analysis and quickly came out from my grief. At the beginning, I had thought of this possibility and left a few backup plans.

For the next few days, I went back and forth between the different crew, but soon, I realized that it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Every time I arrive at the crew, the director would tell me that it was definitely me. But very quickly, I changed my mind.

Almost all of the Little Flower in the entertainment circle had been introduced, and some of the Little Flower who was still planning his itinerary had been used as an excuse.

If there wasn't a ghost, but I just happened to meet him, that would be weird.

In this period of time, there were only a few people that I could meet, and only those few that had a bad relationship with me. If I think about it with my toes, I know who did it.

I had always been thinking about what methods he would use to take revenge for Zhang Mancha, but never would I have thought that he would be despicable enough to use such a method to try to kill me.

Ridiculous.

Slow down! Be gentle.

I simply put on my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. Without makeup, I look a little haggard, but I can't care about that now. I'm going to a slow company like this, and I still need to get someone to take photos and put them on the internet.

Although money and power could be used to do whatever they wanted in some areas, there was no money and no power to add to the other party's problems.

"Madam, greetings. The CEO is in a meeting." It was still the small front desk from last time. Because of what happened last time, he completely recognized me. The gaze he looked at me with was filled with respect.

"I'll go up and wait."

"Yes ma'am." After hearing the other party's efficient reply, I suspiciously glanced at the reception desk. This shouldn't be possible.

When did this small front desk become so easy to talk to?

"Ma'am, is there anything else?" When I looked at her, the front desk was a little nervous.

"No more." I still have to find a tame one. As for this small front desk, if she doesn't resign when I come to the company in the future, I'll tease her. I have something important to do now.

"Madam, how are you? The CEO has gone for a meeting." Every time I go up to the next floor, whenever I meet any of the employees in the company, they would greet me warmly and their gazes were especially kind.

I was a little doubtful. What was going on?

I don't think I have such a reputation in the slow-down company, do I? All of these things were very, very strange.

Could it be that these people think of me as Zhang Mancha?

When I thought about this possibility, my expression turned even more unsightly. After all, I was often away from the company and my face was almost the same as Zhang Mancha's. It was possible that Zhang Mancha would call herself her wife while I was under her protection.

I was so angry that I even wrinkled my clothes.

I was taken directly to the CEO's office by the secretary. Although it was a little slow, I am now his wife, so these people can be at ease.

Sitting on the sofa at the side, I feel like I am about to collapse onto it. In my hands is a bottle of water that the secretary poured for me. I don't want to drink it, even if I am a little too thirsty.

But now, how could I drink it?

How could he be gentle? We are not even divorced yet, and he already impatiently asked his subordinates to call Zhang Mancha Madam?

Can't we wait until after we get divorced?

At least he should look better.

Suddenly, my hands started to heat up. I snapped out of my daze and accidentally spilled hot water on my hands.

How could he enjoy a ninety-nine degrees of hot water?

I quickly put the cup aside. Perhaps it was because I hadn't gone out today to look at the calendar and tripped over the blanket beneath my feet, so it was gorgeous and spilled all the water in the cup. If I didn't run away fast enough, my face would have been ruined.

Standing up from the ground, I felt a little bit of hesitation in my heart.

This blanket is wet, I don't have to dry it, do I?

I shouldn't use it. Forget it, let's do it like this. Whoever wants to mess with it will get it.

I sat in the office for a long time. I was so hungry that I didn't seem to be able to return. The anger in my heart was almost gone, but I still hadn't returned.

I went out more than ten times in the middle and kept asking when the meeting would be over. The answer I got was that it would still take a while, and then a while, and even now.

My heart hurts.

What kind of subordinates did their superiors have? These gentle subordinates must have followed his gentleness. On the surface, they seemed considerate, but in reality, they were all sugar-coated cannonballs. I muttered to myself.

He walked back into the office.

Lying there, just as I was falling asleep on my chair, I heard the sound of footsteps and voices.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Pay attention to the progress of the project. When appropriate, you should separate the several projects. Our company might have a lot of things to do during this period of time."

When did her gentle voice become so gentle, to whom did she speak?

I slightly narrowed my eyes and looked towards the entrance. I could vaguely see half of my head being extremely light.

Because I was lying down, my line of sight was completely blocked by the sofa, so I could see that half of his head was already pretty good.

As for the other person, I could not see anything. However, the person speaking with a lowered head seemed to be one of them. The other person could also be a woman.

I already had a guess in my heart that the person who was talking to her slowly outside was Zhang Mancha.

As long as the other person speaks, I'm almost certain of her identity.

I waited and waited for a long time, but I still did not hear any sound from Zhang Mancha. I was slightly anxious and wanted to get up, but who knew that after a carp caught up, the sofa actually fell backwards.