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Chapter 140 Is it yours or mine?

Conflicts will never disappear. If one is resolved, there will be another one.

When Su Shilin entered the company, everyone who saw her felt like they had seen a ghost.

But she is not worried, because Qi Yan has told her today that the mastermind of the kidnapping case has been arrested.

If she comes out now, even if she doesn't have to find reporters, she can still clarify the rumors that she is dead.

On the other side, Su Shilin entered the company gate, and a car stopped in front of the gate of Xingzhou Entertainment.

Qiao Wanwan was dressed flamboyantly and did not do anything to cover up. The paparazzi squatting at the gate were still immersed in the shock of seeing Su Shilin alive and had no reaction to her appearance.

However, after the person finally passed through the door of the house smoothly, the paparazzi finally reacted.

"Isn't that Qiao Wanwan?"

"It's her, you read that right!"

So a group of people quickly took pictures of the back. After taking the pictures, many paparazzi looked at each other, and they all smelled a hint of a story in it.

Qiao Wanwan is not an artist from Xingzhou.

But these days, it’s not uncommon for film and television contracts to be with one company and variety show contracts to be with another company. Did Qiao Wanwan come to Xingzhou to find another boss for herself?

If there is no profit, it is too late. Qiao Wanwan came to a competitor's company with such fanfare, of course it was to seek benefits for himself.

After these two people set foot in Xingzhou, there were new entries on the hot searches.

"Ms. Su isn't here to quarrel, is she?"

The driver couldn't follow her closely, but seeing Su Shilin's unsmiling expression along the way, I felt in my heart that this might be causing trouble.

They were not afraid of causing trouble, but they were afraid that Su Shilin would suffer.

After hearing what was going on here, Assistant Lin wiped his face silently.

I hope there are not so many people seeking death.

I was wondering if Xingzhou should follow up personally, but I turned around and saw Qi Yan standing up, looking like he was about to go out.

"Sir, do you want to go out?"

"Go to Xingzhou."

Miss Su had only been out for half an hour, and she had just entered the gate of Xingzhou.

Assistant Lin silently commented in his mind that he had never seen this kind of person before.

I really take it to heart and always remember it.

Su Shilin, who was forgotten, went to the company, but she didn't see anyone who could talk to her about her work arrangements. Instead, she drank a cup of cold tea in the lounge.

"It is our honor to have a beauty like Miss Qiao come to Xingzhou."

The secretary responsible for receiving Qiao Wanwan had a very low profile. Of course, ordinary artists would not receive such treatment, but Qiao Wanwan, who had a background and had recently gained a lot of limelight, was different.

"Is Mr. Yang here?"

"Mr. Yang knows you are coming and has already prepared your favorite coffee for you. Please sit here for a minute. Mr. Yang will be here soon."

Qiao Wanwan glanced at the steaming coffee on the table, and said very coldly to the attentive secretary: "I know."

She and everyone were here, but Yang Zhao was still making fun of herself, obviously not taking her seriously.

I was unhappy inside, and it showed on my face.

The secretary who had been dumped still had a smile on her face, and then exited the lounge very obediently.

The doorway of Su Shilin's lounge had a panoramic view of this scene.

Qiao Wanwan also discovered her. She knew best what her mood was.

As a result, in the clear sky, she suddenly saw a person who should be dead, or even a half-disabled waste if not torn off.

Bolt from the blue is probably not enough to describe Qiao Wanwan's mood at this time.

She was stunned.

Su Shilin glanced at her and was quite satisfied with the shock she showed.

"Ms. Su, Mr. Yang is busy with other things right now and doesn't have time to see you. Otherwise, you should come back another day."

The little girl who was talking would secretly glance at the person in front of her from time to time.

It's really unbelievable. People outside said that Su Shilin was dead.

However, even big news like 'resurrection from the dead' cannot be taken by people who are determined to sideline Su Shilin.

Su Shilin pointed to the unfinished cup in her hand: "Wait until I finish drinking this."

His tone was very calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

The little girl who just joined the internship suddenly felt sour in her heart for some reason. Su Shilin was also an artist from Xingzhou after all. When something like this happened, the company had no human touch at all. Instead, it looked like it was giving up on her.

She was in a delicate mood, so she could only nodded casually. She couldn't drive Su Shilin away anyway. Maybe if Miss Su sat for a while, Mr. Yang would be willing to come and see her.

Obviously the little girl is not very clear about this sinister society.

After the intern girl left, Su Shilin sat in the lounge with the door open and drank the remaining half glass of water leisurely.

Cold water is also good for reducing fire.

Opposite me, Qiao Wanwan, who was struck dumb by lightning, wanted to open her mouth several times, but finally swallowed it back.

"Miss Qiao is finally here."

A handsome man in a suit appeared at the door of the lounge, smiling when he spoke.

"Mr. Yang."

Qiao Wanwan reflexively began to say hello to the other party.

Yang Zhao is doing a very comfortable job as the vice president. From time to time, beautiful women throw themselves into his arms. Qiao Wan is not bad at night, and his status is different from ordinary artists. He is also in his thirties, and his family is always urging him.

As long as he gets married, he feels that Miss Qiao cannot develop.

But after they get married, Qiao Wanwan can no longer hang out in the entertainment industry.

With their calculations in mind, Yang Zhao and Qiao Wanwan were extremely polite when they spoke.

"Miss Qiao made it easy for me to wait. It's a pity that you didn't come to the dinner at Linzhuang yesterday. How about I treat you to a meal alone today?"

When Yang Zhao came up, he was not in a hurry to get down to business, and his eyes couldn't help but linger on Qiao Wanwan.

"There's no need to eat. I heard that Xingzhou's S-class project is about to start. I wonder if I will have the honor to participate?"

Even though she had never met a man, Qiao Wanwan felt very tired of a self-proclaimed romantic like Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao's expression changed, but when he thought that the person in front of him was not some cat or dog, and must have his own information channels, he did not fall out, but said meaningfully: "Does Miss Qiao want to participate, or does she want the female lead?"

Title?"

"If I want to participate, of course I want the best."

Qiao Wanwan sounded proud, she felt she had the capital.

She talked about the project worth hundreds of millions so easily. Those who didn't know it thought that the investor in this project was not Xingzhou but her, Qiao Wanwan.

"Everyone knows the best, and of course there are people who are thinking about the best position. Miss Qiao may be disappointed."

"What do you mean, has the person already made up his mind?"

Qiao Wanwan's tone suddenly changed.

“This is the only arrangement, however.”

"But what?"

"But if Miss Qiao cooperates sincerely, it's not impossible."

"Who was the original person?"

Qiao Wanwan's priorities are obviously different from Yang Zhao's.

"Miss Qiao, why don't you take a guess?"

Yang Zhao gave a cryptic look and was about to announce something proudly when he saw someone standing at the door.
Chapter completed!
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