Chapter Forty-Six: The Big Star Is Angry!

In the face of Han Qinghe's non-negotiable remarks, Tang Huan rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and when he resurfaced, his eyes were slightly red...

"Miss Han, you may not know my family background. I grew up in the countryside because I was a country kid. My parents went to the city to work when I was not yet a year old. In those years, it was always my grandmother who relied on sweet potato stewed rice to pull me up. When I graduated from elementary school, my mother thought the family was too poor and remarried. Dad couldn't stand the stimulation, and he was depressed for a few years and left. Now, my grandmother is also paralyzed at home due to overwork. I send all my paychecks to the country every month and let my elderly uncle take care of her—"

Brother Huan's interpretation was very vivid and vivid: "The reason why I work so hard is to give my grandmother a peaceful old age." Miss Han, you come from an extraordinary background, and you may not be able to understand the feelings of our poor children. For you, work is just a hobby, and for me, a job means all I have, everything I have—"

After listening to Tang Huan's nonsense story, Han Qinghe said without changing his face: "You shouldn't be an agent." ”

"Huh?" Brother Huan raised his eyes slightly, blinking vigorously, trying to squeeze out a few tears. Brother Ke Huan is too strong and resolute. No matter what, I can't squeeze out tears.

"You should be a screenwriter, or write a novel. Han Qinghe squinted and said. "If you're going to keep talking nonsense. I won't accompany you. ”

Tang Huan hurriedly got up and said, "Miss Han, don't be angry. I just saw that the atmosphere was too depressing, so I made up a warm and touching story. But speaking of which, I do want to try my hand at screenwriting, and maybe I can tailor a classic drama for Miss Han in the future. ”

Han Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "Tang Huan, do you usually rely on nonsense to talk about work with customers?"

In her heart, Tang Huan simply became a scoundrel full of nonsense and no integrity.

The point is, morality is still low. I like to come to this unhealthy place for fun. It's shameless and obscene.

Tang Huan's face changed, and then he sighed lightly: "Miss Han, other customers have given me the opportunity to elaborate." Your side is so tough that it's non-negotiable. I really don't know how to do it except for. ”

Tang Huan changed several jobs and experienced a lot of incurable diseases at work, but a task like serving Han Qinghe was as difficult as the sky. It was his first time. It doesn't matter if he jumps up and down, playing treasure and pretending to be a scoundrel. The other party doesn't eat this set.

He's also helpless.

Hard, he used it, and the effect was very weak. I don't dare to use it frequently. I'm afraid that Han Qinghe will really be in a hurry, and he will break up in two.

Soft, Brother Huan just knelt down and begged. But it didn't work at all.

Brother Huan, who doesn't believe in fate, really thinks that Han Qinghe is the misfortune in his fate. You can't hide from it, you can't get around it. So tired, so tired.

Maybe it was because of Tang Huan's helpless appearance that Han Qinghe was moved by compassion. Or maybe she was annoyed by Tang Huan's persistent harassment. Han Qinghe took a sip of tea and said calmly: "You go back and tell Dong Qingqing, just delete the kiss scene." I immediately joined the group. In addition, I can also go on stage to help in the modeling contest. Even the commercial performances that I pushed off before can be performed selectively. ”

This is already her biggest concession. It can be regarded as repaying Tang Huan's favor for helping Han Shijia.

As long as the kiss scene is deleted, she basically makes a great concession. This did not exist in the previous contracts.

Tang Huan also understood in his heart that Han Qinghe was enough to save face. Gaining any more inches will only backfire. persuaded Han Qinghe to eat some food, and he carefully accompanied the big star out of the box.

What should be done and what should be said, he has done it to the extreme. If Dong Qingqing refuses to give in, Tang Huan can't be blamed for his disadvantage.

In the final analysis, whether Han Qinghe took the kissing scene or not, Tang Huan didn't care. Of course, in terms of subjective consciousness, he definitely didn't want the big beauty Han Qinghe to be gnawed by Mo Lin's little white face. But what he cares about now is his work and Liu Mingzhu's status in Shengtian. As for others, they are not included in Tang Huan's consideration for the time being.

"Yo, isn't this Don Xiao?"

As soon as the two of them came out of the box, a middle-aged man with two mustaches walked in front of them.

This person's voice was sharp, and his face was full of yin and yang. His shriveled face glowed red, and it was obvious that he was a little drunk.

He walked over and was about to put his arm around Tang Huan's shoulder, but was put aside by the latter: "Stay away from me, don't pass on your skin disease to me." ”

This shriveled middle-aged man is called Hu Jun, and he is the agent of another entertainment company. Although he is a serious agent, there is also a group of eighteenth-tier female artists who have passed before they become popular. The status of the rivers and lakes is not necessarily higher than Tang Huan. In addition, the business field is similar. The two of them knew each other like this, and they were on the bar.

Today, you take over a miscellaneous endorsement, and tomorrow I also have to attend an eighteenth-tier catwalk event. There is a contest of first-line big names. The eighteenth line also has the intrigue of the eighteenth line. And it's dirtier and more shameless.

Hu Jun didn't care about Tang Huan's teasing, and hiccuped and laughed: "I heard that your Shengtian model contest is about to be unveiled? Have you found a suitable image spokesperson?

"Alas, you Sheng Tian have been really stupid lately. Isn't it thankless to hold a model contest first? Is it possible that you still want to learn from other people's Victoria's Secret and make it a global feast?"

Hu Jun said in a weird manner: "It's okay to hold a model contest." I also learned from other big companies to sign superstars. Why, at your Shengtian's scale, do you really want to use Han Qinghe to go public? Don't dream. Let's not talk about whether you have the capital to operate Han Qinghe. It's just the pretentiousness of that big star, which you can serve as a mere celestial person? ”

In normal times, the sharp-toothed Brother Huan can greet Hu Jun's whole family in just a few words. Angry, the grandson jumped up and down, angry. Now, he really held back.

Because Hu Jun's squirting is on the side.

Maybe that's the best time to do it, maybe what?

Sure enough, when Hu Jun was chattering about Han Qinghe's eighteen deadly sins, Han Qinghe, who was standing silent, finally made a move.

She was full of coldness and paced in front of Hu Jun.

Then, when Hu Jun was a little unhappy and wanted to push Han Qinghe away and continue to chat with Tang Huan. The latter slowly unveiled the mask. Revealing that beautiful face that captivates the country and the city.

"Am I really as unbearable as you evaluate?" Han Qinghe's face was as pale as frost, seemingly bland, but in fact it was as sharp as a bayonet. suddenly poked into Hu Jun's overindulgent old heart.

"Who is the leader of which company you are?"

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