When she changed her clothes and walked out of the locker room, Zhou Xinglan was still waiting outside?

Seeing Lian Qing come out, he also commented casually: "It looks much more pleasing to the eye now." ”

What the hell was that!

The waist is so thin, does it have to be exposed for people to see?

And can't you buy clothes that are one size bigger? Can you wear this kind of clothing that is tightly attached to your body?

Does this woman know how many stinky men are staring at her along the way?

The more he thought about it, the more disgusted his eyes became.

Lianqing: ...... It's so unpleasant.

Zhou Xinglan got up slowly: "Let's go, follow me to familiarize yourself with your work." ”

Lian Qing thinks it's strange, Zhou Xinglan is an artist anyway, even if he is being hacked now, he won't be idle enough to bring new employees in person, right?

After briefly explaining her work, Zhou Xinglan was taken away by the staff.

It is said that he is going to shoot an advertisement, and the shooting location is in this building, which is Jingwa Entertainment's own project.

She stayed in the lounge and was idle, so she turned on her phone and started picking out takeout.

Zhou Xinglan is too thin, can this skeleton-like body still sing and dance on stage?

I always feel that the thin neck of the foot can be broken at once.

You need to give him more meat.

Artists want to keep in shape, it's not okay if it's too greasy, you have to find a healthier one.

You can also have a serving of chicken soup, and it's a big deal to help him skim off the oil when the time comes.

Of course, vegetables should not be missing, as well as fruits after meals, vitamins are indispensable.

Oh yes, remember that you can't add sugar.

What else?

Carbohydrates should be kept to a minimum, which is emphasized in the employee handbook she just got, but today......

Just as he was hesitating whether to buy apples or pears for fruit, the door to the lounge opened.

Two fashionably dressed young ladies chatted and gossiped as they came in.

"Hey, did you see that Zhou Xinglan's expression just now?"

"That's necessary, I heard that today's work was canceled, that's a shame!"

"Who told him to have to work against the company, wouldn't it be good to renew the contract obediently, he had to think about leaving."

"The wings are stiff, I think I have sung a few songs and become popular, so I plan to kick the company away, and I don't look at how many pounds and taels I have!"

"Yesterday I heard that he had been splashed with paint in his apartment again? So does he dare to go home? ”

Lian Qing lowered her eyes and put the phone back on the table.

The sound of the phone and the desktop colliding is very clear.

The two finally noticed that there was someone else, and they hurriedly covered their mouths to look over, and found that it was Zhang Sheng's face and immediately asked fiercely, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? Don't you know that eavesdropping on other people's conversations is very unqualified? ”

Lian Qing leaned back in the chair: "I'm sorry, did you make a mistake?" ”

"First of all, I came before you, and I have been sitting here generously, and if I can't see, it means that you are blind."

"Secondly, you guys talk about right and wrong, don't talk about any quality or not, I feel ashamed for you."

"Oh, besides, to answer your first question, I'm Zhou Xinglan's assistant."

"Well, that's right, it's the Zhou Xinglan you just talked about behind your back, are there any other questions?"

After listening to her first two sentences, the two originally wanted to get angry, but when they heard this, they embarrassedly threw a sentence at her: "Drag a fart, just carry a bag for an out-of-gas artist!" ”

I opened the door again and prepared to change rooms to continue talking.

Lian Qing picked up an eyebrow pencil on the table and threw it at the door.

With a whoosh, the eyebrow pencil with long bleached hair pierced deep into the door panel.

The owner who was pulling at his hair couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Lian Qing clapped her hands: "I forgot to say, I'm not a very good temper." ”