Chapter 81: An Meimei is invited
Chapter 82 An Meimei was invited
"I think you're doing a pretty good job, and now you've upgraded Xiaomi, isn't it good?"
"You are Xiaomi, your whole family is Xiaomi."
Although she was tired from working every day, the fight with the shemale made her slowly come out of the shadow of Xiao Yuan's car accident, although she would still remember those past when she was alone, but at least the pain in her heart was much shallower than before.
In the evening, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening when she took a taxi back to the mountain villa, and seeing Xiaomei keeping her own dishes, An Sisi still felt warm in her heart.
"Xiaomei, thank you."
Facing Xiaomei's room, An Sisi whispered.
At the end of the corridor, a man's figure stared at the gobbling An Sisi at the dining table, and raised the corners of his mouth in relief.
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On the other hand, An Meimei's investment in "The Fox of Mars" ended miserably, and the original assets of tens of millions of dollars instantly turned into nothingness.
"Han Jie, you transfer money to me immediately!"
On the bed, An Meimei shouted at the phone with a cigarette in her mouth.
"Meimei, it's not like you don't know, our company has just launched a new project, how can I have money now."
"I don't care, I sue you Han Jie, I'm already a tiger in Pingyang now, I'm going to turn over, you know?"
"Meimei, I know, I know, but now I really can't get the money, you wait first, wait another month, and when I have a little more money on my side, I'll transfer it to you, okay?"
"A month? I can't last a day now! ”
Since her negative news was made public, her popularity has almost plummeted, and now Huangpu Group has refrigerated her on the grounds that she took over the filming without authorization, and if she doesn't think about it, she really can't get along in the entertainment industry.
"I still have something to do here, so I won't tell you yet."
Listening to the sound of the phone, An Meimei smashed the glass on the dressing table.
"Bastard! Bastard! ”
Her messy hair made her look very unbearable, and as she smoked the last two puffs of her cigarette, she pinched the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
The long and short cigarette butts of the ashtray smell of suffocating tobacco.
Before she could pour the cigarette butts in the ashtray into the toilet, the mobile phone on the bed rang, and An Meimei glanced at the number of the caller, silently lowered her head and flushed the cigarette butt into the sewer.
The constant ringing of her mobile phone made An Meimei start to irritable, and finally, she picked up the phone weakly.
"Miss An Meimei, I don't know how you think about it?"
"I told you I wouldn't take the shot! Die to this heart. ”
"Don't be so categorical, you know?"
"No matter absolutely, I will not promise you!"
An Meimei raised her head, and her voice sounded haughty.
"Really? What if I say that the price has now risen to 100,000 units? You don't need to memorize lines, you don't need to find an atmosphere to change your mood, you just need to follow your feelings. ”
"You ......"
"An Meimei, for the sake of the face of our former customers, I just introduced this job to you, if you don't need it, I don't care, for me, the income of hundreds of thousands a day is not a problem at all, if it wasn't for you begging me before, I wouldn't be too lazy to take care of it."
"Can I give me some time to think about it?"
"Then don't think about it for so long, maybe when your price won't reach this number."
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