Zhou Jieya's words shocked everyone in the studio.

In this company, no one doesn't know who Zhou Jieya is.

The company has made every effort to create the C position of the girl group this year, occupying all the high-quality resources, announcing countless announcements, and the invitations to movies and TV series of major variety shows are also piled up in the entire mailbox, as if she has become a new generation of traffic stars, almost sideways in the company, no one dares not to sell her face.

Of course, what made her even more famous was her most labeled stinky temper.

No one could have worked with her for more than a week.

She has only been popular for less than a year, and her agents alone have changed eight or nine, almost one a month, and every agent has been beaten and scolded by her.

And all the artists who have worked with her, whether they are seniors or new generations, have almost been excluded and targeted by her openly and secretly, especially in the girl group, she didn't take other members in her eyes at all, and refused to participate in any activities and rehearsals in the group, according to rumors, if it weren't for the contract problem, Zhou Jieya would have flown alone, and she also found a super status financier in the entertainment industry, and said that she wanted to make her an international superstar like Chen Qiumo, so even if she looked at the group, except for the president Li Qingcheng, she didn't take anyone in her eyes。

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to speak, Zhou Jieya laughed twice, pointed at the photographer and said, "You, turn off the phone now, remove the memory and throw it away, replace it again, and shoot it again from the beginning." ”

Then he pointed to the props, "Pull out the stockings on the wild model's legs, throw them away, and get me thirty more, I'm going to change them, and I have to change them, and I have to change them to a new one, I have a habit of cleanliness, and I won't want anything that has been touched." ”

In the end, she looked condescendingly at the director sitting behind the monitor, and instructed: "Read the script to me in a while, I just finished filming an advertisement, and now I am very tired, I don't have the heart to read the script, hurry up, hurry up and finish shooting, there is still something to do." ”

Although everyone is not used to Zhou Jieya's style.

And this advertisement has come to an end, and the director is also very satisfied with Huang Huanxi, but there is no way, who made Zhou Jieya the most popular artist in the company now, and there is the owner behind him, he is just a part-time worker, as long as he can finish the advertisement, it doesn't matter if anything else.

Immediately, the director sighed, threw the script in his hand on the table, stood up and said to Huang Huanxi, who was still in a daze: "Beauty, I'm sorry, since Jieya wants to take this list, we can't help it, or you look at your ......"

Before the director's words were finished, Huang Huanxi had already woken up from his confusion.

It's not the first time she's seen anything like this.

During the filming of the advertisement, the sponsor temporarily placed a model in and squeezed himself out.

It's nothing more than losing some money, and the money is very small, Huang Huanxi is used to it.

What's more, the other party is the most popular Zhou Jieya at present.

Nodding, Huang Huanxi took off the half-worn socks on his legs, then stood up and reluctantly walked towards the dressing room next to him.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Jieya carefully looked at the wild model in front of her, although her appearance could only be regarded as superior, but these well-proportioned and slender legs really made her jealous, who had always been worried about her height.

"I, I'm going to change in the locker room. Huang Huanxi whispered.

"No need, I've already thrown your clothes into the hallway, you can go out and get them in the hallway. Zhou Jieya said lightly.

"Throw it in the corridor?" Huang Huanxi was stunned, she looked at Zhou Jieya in confusion and asked, "Why? Why did you throw my clothes?"

"Why? Hehe, this locker room originally belonged to me, you used my dressing room without my consent, and threw those torn clothes in it, I didn't burn all the fire to give you face, and you still have the face to ask why? Believe it or not, I'll let the agent throw your clothes from the corridor to the road now, so that you have the face to ask here, why don't you get out and get it yourself!"

Facing Zhou Jieya's reprimand, Huang Huanxi sighed silently.

The changing rooms in the studio have always been communal, and there are several wardrobe sofas for models to rest and change, first come, first served, and there is no private space at all, and there is no one who can throw whose clothes out and not let people use them.

But in the entertainment industry over the years, Huang Huanxi has also been accustomed to seeing these so-called artists and stars, fighting directly for a dressing room or even a seat, and then making trips behind their backs.

But in this circle, Huang Huanxi also knows that as Zhou Jieya said, he is just a wild model without the slightest fame, in front of this kind of popular traffic artist, even if he is slapped by her a few times, he has no qualifications to fight back, let alone just throw away clothes.

"Well, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I went to the hallway to get my clothes, I'm sorry to bother. ”

Huang Huanxi lowered his head, apologized repeatedly, and then left the photography area directly and walked in the direction of the door.

It's just that in order to shoot a stockings advertisement, she wore a loose shirt at the moment, revealing a pair of legs, and when she walked to the door, Qin Fan and Huang Qianqian hurriedly stood up, Qin Fan directly took off the short coat on her upper body, handed it to Huang Qianqian to cover Huang Huanxi, and walked out shirtless.

The corridor outside the studio at this time.

Busy.

Today, in the five studios, all of them are arranged to shoot various advertisements.

There were staff members walking anxiously everywhere, but when they saw Huang Huanxi walking out of Studio 3 in this state, everyone invariably stopped, and cast a strange look on Huang Huaxi's body, as if he was looking at a clown.

"You take her to a room where no one is there, and I'll get her clothes. ”

Seeing a ball of clothes, crumpled and thrown in a corner in the distance, Qin Fan said something, hurriedly walked over, and when he picked up the clothes from the ground, he found that it was covered with all kinds of footprints.

"Hoo ......"

Qin Fan looked at the dirty suspenders and short skirts in his hands, and let out a long breath.

Turning around, Huang Qianqian had already covered Huang Huanxi's waist with her short coat, pushed open the door, and walked into a dressing room where a few models had just come out.

Qin Fan stood in place and hesitated for a moment.

Kick open the trash can next to you and throw your dirty clothes in.

Then he turned around and strode towards the elevator at the end of the hallway.

66 floors.

Qin Fan stood in the elevator and turned on the indicator light.

There was silence until the elevator doors opened, and then he strode out.

"Who are you looking for?"

As soon as he got out of the elevator, a beautiful woman wearing a black professional skirt and looking like a secretary greeted her and asked.

"It's all overwhelming. Qin Fan said.

"Looking for Mr. Li, do you have an appointment?" the secretary asked with a frown.

"Qin Fan. Qin Fan lightly spit out two words.

"Qin ...... Qin Fan, are you Qin Fan?" The secretary's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the shirtless young man in front of him in disbelief.

Qin Fan didn't speak, just looked at her lightly.

In the middle of the night, the secretary also woke up like a dream and nodded, made a gesture of please, said "You come with me", and hurriedly stepped on high heels to lead the way.

With the wide corridor, transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the crisp footsteps of high heels on the marble floor, the secretary took Qin Fan to a luxurious door, bent down, pushed the door open, and said respectfully: "Qin Shao, please come in." ”

Qin Fan glanced at her and stepped inside.

This is a large luxury office, luxurious and fashionably decorated, almost 250-degree full floor-to-ceiling windows, can achieve the effect of overlooking the southern city at any moment, all the furnishings and office equipment are also modern, standard women's office style design.

There was also a faint fragrance wafting in the office, which made Qin Fan, who was in a dull mood, feel slightly soothed the moment he stepped in.

"Qin Shao!"

Seeing Qin Fan appear, Li Qicheng first stood up excitedly, but when she saw Qin Fan shirtless at the moment, she couldn't help but blush, and her eyes signaled that Secretary Su could close the door and go out.

The door to the president's office is closed.

Li Chengcheng took down a lady's short Burberry suit from the hanger on the side, hurriedly stepped forward, and intimately draped it on Qin Fan's shoulders.

"What's wrong with Qin Shao, is something wrong?"

Compared to the innocent smile on his face when he first met Qin Fan, Li Qingcheng almost had a heart before he dared to ask this sentence.

"Is Zhou Jieya from your group?" Qin Fan asked.

"Yes, Zhou Jieya is a new traffic artist created by our group this year, and she is still in the ...... of living and earning traffic."

"Shut it down. Qin Fan said.

"What?"