Chapter Fifty-Eight: Playing Big Cards

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything about this shoot except for the clothes on my body, and I don't even know the theme of today," Ruan Tang replied good-naturedly, "Whether the style is gentle or lively, whether the season is spring or summer, whether the theme is love or breakup, you should always tell me, right?" ”

"You—How dare you talk back......"

Ruan Tang frowned: "I'm reasoning with you, in terms of professionalism, I'm definitely not as good as you, but as a magazine model, isn't it the most basic professionalism to understand the needs of photographers in advance?" ”

Her tone was still gentle and gentle, but her words were very harsh: "Don't you think that the model's performance is not commensurate with the subject when you shoot magazines?" ”

"It's really the opposite!" The mustache angrily put the camera aside, pointed at Ruan Tang and said, "You go!" You don't need to shoot today's magazine! ”

Hearing this, Ruan Tang simply walked back to the dressing room, walked out in less than ten minutes, and beckoned to Sister Gong, who was stunned next to him, "Let's go, Sister Gong." ”

The mustache still looked squinted, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Our fashion diary is one of the top three best-selling fashion magazines, and there are more people who want to be in the magazine, and a little actress like you grabs a handful!" Hmph, you dare to lose your temper with me, it's really unbelievable......"

"I remember, the magazine defaulted and had to pay double the salary, right?" Ruan Tang raised his eyebrows, "I don't have to work to get double salary, I'm very happy, Sister Gong, let's go." ”

Sister Gong glanced at the mustache coldly, and said loudly: "Since the photographer of the fashion diary looks down on the stars who are invited to shoot, then we will not rush to post it upside down, and we will not accept the invitation of the fashion diary in the future." ”

She clasped her hands around her chest, and her voice was loud: "Losing Tangtang is a loss to your fashion diary!" ”

"That's right," at the door not far away, there was a sudden high-five, Ruan Tang looked up and saw a beautiful and moving face, "This is your agent, right?" It's a real temper, I like it. ”

Ruan Tang tilted his head: "Are you?" ”

"The one next door took pictures, and when I heard the noise here, I came over to take a look," the young woman hooked her lips slightly, suddenly stepped forward, picked up Ruan Tang's chin, looked at the outline of her facial features, and nodded with satisfaction after a while, "Yes, it's a good seedling, or you don't leave, just come to my studio to shoot." ”

"Okay," Ruan Tang was also a little angry with the mustache, and when he heard the woman say this, he agreed, "Where is the contract?" Let's sign it directly. ”

The woman glanced at the mustache in the room with a smirk, and said softly, "Come with me, stay away from here, I don't like to breathe the air in the same room as a fool." ”

After Ruan Tang and Sister Gong left with the woman, the camera assistant walked over and asked, "Brother, is this okay?" In case the editor-in-chief blames ......"

"What can it be? It's just a member of a girl group who has just become a little famous, even if it's a second- or third-tier flower, I still have to be obedient in my hands," the mustache glared and said in a gloomy tone, "You listen to me, today it was this little star who played a big name with me, and the filming was forced to be interrupted, and the editor-in-chief will definitely not embarrass me because of such a small star, do you understand?" ”

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Sister Gong: Very good, another one is here to send the head.

Tang Tang: Call for my Sister Gong!

Ask for a ticket!!