Xu Ruotong wanted to say something else, but when he suddenly heard this sentence, he was extremely surprised: "What did you say?!"
Qu Lingyun?
Is this the Qu Lingyun she knows?
The number one director in the Daxia Empire, Qu Lingyun, who even Grain wanted to hire?
"What kind of joke are you talking about?" Xu Ruotong said with half contempt and disdain, "You are the only one who wants to see Qu Lingyun? Are you worthy?"
How many first-line actors can't catch Qu Lingyun's eyes? Si Fuqing, a female idol who can't sing or dance, still wants to meet Qu Lingyun?
What a fantasy.
"It seems I don't want to see you." Si Fu folded his coat, "Then I'll leave first. I'll ask you to sign for anything tomorrow."
"What?" Xu Ruotong was startled, and when he saw the girl was about to leave, he immediately became anxious, "Speak clearly! Speak clearly!"
She failed to follow this time, as the ringtone of her cell phone blocked her.
The caller ID was her agent.
Xu Ruotong hurriedly picked up: "Hey, Sister Li, I -"
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted.
The voice was not an agent, but the company boss: "Xu Ruotong! Do you know what you did today? The Internet is scolding you to death, and the company is being scolded along with it."
"Do you still have any brains when you show yourself in the video? You have big breasts and no brains!"
Xu Ruotong was stunned by the scolding, and her lips trembled: "President, I..."
"What are you doing? I'll tell you when you're done! Come back!" The other end of the phone roared, "Because of you, several activity dealers have broken up with the company. What are you doing out there?! Come back!"
Xu Ruotong's hands trembled, and his face gradually turned pale.
She didn't dare to stay any longer, so she ran away awkwardly with her bag in hand.
**
Over here, inside the box.
Qu Lingyun was sitting upright, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look more elegant.
He was flipping through a script in his hand.
There was a knock on the door, and Si Fuqing walked in.
"You're finally here." Seeing her, Qu Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you let me go."
"It's possible to let you go." Si Fuqing took off his coat, "It's impossible to let you go."
Qu Lingyun: "..."
At least don't say it in front of him to give him some face.
"This is the contract, take a look." Qu Lingyun took out a document from his briefcase, his eyes burning, "If there are no problems, let's sign it."
Si Fuqing flipped through it and noticed very keenly that the contract was signed by her personally, and Tianle Media was not mentioned from beginning to end.
Qu Lingyun also spoke at this time: "You are the one I signed, not Tianle Media. If they really want to get money from me, let's see if they have the ability."
He, Qu Lingyun, has the confidence.
"Very good, no problem." Si Fuqing nodded, "But as I said, I have too many negative fans and they are too crazy."
"How crazy can you get? Are you going to pour sulfuric acid on you or something?" Qu Lingyun really didn't believe it, "Let me see."
A director at his level has no time to pay attention to comments in the entertainment industry.
"It seems that you really don't understand my black fan group." Si Fuqing handed over the phone and said, "Hold on."
As soon as he took the phone, Qu Lingyun saw that Si Fuqing's most scolded Weibo post had nearly 50,000 comments.
The following is all about asking her to get out of the entertainment industry and post ghost pictures.
After reading it, Qu Lingyun: "..."
He silently put down his phone and walked away from Si Fuqing in awe.
It's really crazy.
"Since fan circles and marketing methods were brought into Daxia's entertainment industry, many trends have become corrupt." Qu Lingyun frowned, "But don't worry, you will become famous."
Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "In this case, do you really dare to use me? How do you know that I must be a good person?"
"Why don't you dare?" Qu Lingyun's tone was full of arrogance, and he snorted coldly, "I, Qu Lingyun, have never stopped looking at people. I am not one of those blind directors."
"So it's a pleasure to cooperate." Si Fuqing signed his name and stretched out his hand, "Director Qu."
Qu Lingyun was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses after a few seconds, and hurriedly shook hands with her: "Sorry, I was distracted."
At that moment of looking at each other, he actually had the illusion of seeing Yunlan.
Qu Lingyun sighed.
If there is another Yunlan in the Great Xia Empire, why worry about Grain not bowing down and surrendering?
pity.
Qu Lingyun shook his head and ordered the waiter to serve the food.
**
After separating from Qu Lingyun, Si Fuqing returned to Yu Xiheng's villa.
She will come here these days to show him his legs.
"Why did Miss Si come back at this hour?" Feng San looked at the time and asked, "Did you encounter any problems on the way?"
"No, I had dinner with a friend in the industry." Si Fuqing said lazily, "I made a small amount of money."
When he heard the word "money", the eyes of Xiaobai, who was lying in her bag, suddenly lit up and he let out a cry.
Si Fuqing pressed it down coldly: "No, don't even think about it."
Xiaobai: "Hey."
Yu Xiheng is reading in the study.
Si Fuqing showed him his legs according to the usual procedure and said thoughtfully: "Boss, to be honest, I don't think you really have a leg problem."
"Yeah." Yu Xiheng's voice was slow, "It's hard to treat because you can't see it."
Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows.
Yu Xiheng raised her eyes, stretched out her hand, and touched the girl's head.
The tone was as straightforward as ever.
"My hair is warped."
Si Fuqing: "..."
Touch her head again!
She couldn't control her murderous intention at all.
Si Fuqing took a step back and took out the little white dog: "Little white, come on! Bite him!"
A certain Pixiu who was drooling over the golden pen placed on Yu Xiheng's table said: "?!!"
What does it have to do with it?
Yu Xiheng propped up his chin and looked at her: "It's still tilted, come here."
"Okay." Si Fuqing walked in slowly.
The next second, with lightning speed, she pressed the man on the table: "Don't move! You are sanctioned!"
Feng San, who just came in with a fruit plate: "???"
Did he come in the wrong way?
What did he see?
"Okay." Yu Xiheng was helpless, "I have to go out in a few days, and it's still on the weekend. Do you have time?"
"There should be." Si Fuqing stood up and warned, "Don't touch my head."
She turned her head and smiled: "Hi, Sansan, thank you for your hard work."
Feng San, who felt connoted: "..."
He was the only co-author who was an exploited worker and was never asked for his opinion.
**
There was a lot of commotion this time, and when Si Fuqing returned to her small apartment, the discussion was still lively online.
Xie Yu's fans are attacking Xu Ruotong, Lin Qingyan and the show team, but Si Fuqing also has many negative fans, and they are all trying their best.
[It’s okay to apologize to Xie Yu, but there’s no need to apologize to Si Fuqing.]
[I’m not saying that these days, celebrity lawyer letters are just for show. If you have the ability to go directly to the police station to report a crime, you still have some credibility.]
[The last time I sent a lawyer’s letter to accuse netizens of spreading rumors, it was proven to be true within a few days. I no longer believe the lawyer’s letter.]
[Speaking of which, Tianle Media doesn’t care about Si Fuqing. She doesn’t even have a lawyer, so how can she issue a lawyer’s letter?]
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Please give me a ticket, see you tomorrow~~
I'm really impressed by my roommates. Knowing that I was not in good spirits and sleeping well, I went to bed after 11 o'clock, and they were still arguing at 1 o'clock. After the quarrel, they deliberately slammed the door on me. I really wanted to curse him :)
