As soon as Lin Yangyang got in the car, she found the contact information of the marketing account she often cooperated with, and sent it to the other party in a embellished way.
The operation on the other side responded instantly:
[Barbecued Pork and Boiled Fish]: I can’t handle this demand. Madam, take a look at the hot search list. I’ll stop here.
Lin Yangyang frowned, opened the social platform with a trumpet, and suddenly her face turned green.
#火狐剧女主被不了, she seems to be so angry that she wants to step on her#
#林阳阳award-winning scene I asked three questions and I don’t know#
#Female Star Nightclub Real Estate Tycoon with the Surname L#
"Who did this! Xiaocha, contact the public relations department quickly!"
Lin Yangyang's new nose is almost crooked with anger. She is still on the rise in her career. This kind of scandal is simply fatal to a female artist!
But recently...does she have a new opponent?
That stinky-faced grassroots man?
How is it possible that with that kind of character, a financial sponsor would like him?
Lin Yangyang's expression changed. Before waiting for a reply from the public relations department, she boarded the main screen and planned to clarify it first.
As soon as I logged in, my private messages and followings were all stuck, and I couldn't move no matter how I moved my fingers.
"Sister Lin, the vegetable salad is ready."
The agent pushed down the glasses frame and put the salad on the tray aside.
"Go, go, go, I don't have time to worry about this. If you don't eat a meal, you will still lose weight!"
Lin Yangyang waved her hands irritably, but before she could think of a corresponding reply, another push was sent directly to her personal account.
When she clicked on it, it turned out to be the chat record she just had with the marketing account operator!
It's from the other side's perspective, and the record has been posted from the beginning of the year to now. What's terrible is that she once found it troublesome and placed an order directly by voice! She can't deny it even if she denies it.
It’s over...
Lin Yangyang put down her phone, her fingertips were sweating slightly, and her limbs were cold and numb.
"Xiaocha, what did the public relations department say?"
"The public relations department said, don't respond yet, stay on the set with peace of mind, and follow the director's arrangements."
The manager replied cautiously and kept stealing glances at Lin Yangyang's face.
A wisp of gray smoke rose from the newly extinguished ruins, got into the window of the nanny's car, and lingered above Lin Yangyang's head.
The smoke sometimes turned into a snake shape, sometimes gathered into a ball, and finally penetrated from the Baihui point on her head.
"The company just doesn't care! And it restricts my response? In this case, how can the director still let me continue to act?" Lin Yangyang roared, almost emotionally breaking down.
The slightly raised eyeliner at the end of her eyes has a hint of blush, which changes with her mood.
……
Yun Tuan finally asked about the specific work arrangements. When he hurried back, he saw the assistant director who had just received Ban Yong mysteriously holding a green porcelain jar and walking hurriedly towards the pavilion set.
What is this for?
The porcelain jar is short and chubby, rather like a squashed urn.
Raising Gu...
Yun Tuan asked Xiao Xi to fly over and take a few more photos, and then he returned to the set.
She went directly back to the nanny car, and sure enough, Ban Yong and Xiao Yu were already there.
It’s just that the atmosphere is quite bad.
Xiaoyu sat on her knees and sobbed, while Ban Yong irritably threw an unsealed pack of tissue paper at her body.
"Cry, cry, cry, did I tell you that when I recruited you?! Outside, you are not allowed to cry or apologize!"
"I think you are a spy sent by the enemy, right? Do you want to leave some dirty information for me?"
Ban Yong crossed his legs, and his initial anger had slowly dissipated in the gust of wind brought by Yun Tuan when he got into the car. He was just a life assistant, so he changed it.
"I didn't, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, I didn't mean anything bad..."
Xiaoyu kept apologizing, almost shrinking his head into his collar.
Knock knock knock.
Yun Tuan knocked on the car window, "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I asked. The scenes of the male and female protagonists have been postponed. You can shoot as usual this afternoon."