After coming out of the Tang Film Company Building, Xiya threw away her sunglasses, threw off her high heels, and walked barefoot on the ground. The handbag was also thrown to the ground and I didn't want it.

Meow didn't dare to call her loudly, for fear of attracting more people's attention.

Her actions had already attracted the attention of those around her.

However, most of the people around her are from Tang Film Company, and even if they recognize her, they will not take videos and upload them to the Internet.

But there were always a few passers-by who recognized her and trotted all the way with their mobile phones to follow her.

Meow finally picked up the things she threw away and carried them in her arms, holding the pile of things and trotting after her all the way, while driving away those candid photographers.

I'm not tired.

If there is an afterlife, Ah Meow thinks that she will never be a star agent again.

"I said, auntie, just stop for a while. If they shoot you, you will definitely have to upload it on the Internet, how bad the impact will it be on your image management! Meow finally stopped in front of Thea.

Thea was tired of walking, walking on the hard asphalt road without shoes, and her feet hurt a little.

Her feet were white and tender and thin, and their skin had been worn out, and they were red.

"He wouldn't even look at me properly."

Dressed up carefully, rushed to him in a hurry, just to get a little attention from him. However, the results are always unsatisfactory.

He always had that attitude towards her, disdainful, disdainful, and distant.

"Sister Xiya, don't you cry......" Meow was frightened when she saw the tears rolling down from Xiya's beautiful eyes, and hurriedly found a tissue for her.

Put sunglasses on her first, put shoes at her feet and ask her to put them on. Meow tucked her handbag under her armpit.

Shea, who has always been so proud and strong, even has a time to cry. Except for filming crying scenes, she never sheds tears easily, at least Meow has not seen her in the past few years.

Ling Xiaoxu finished talking very seriously in the conference room, and then walked straight away, leaving her to sit in the conference room for a while.

What he said to the effect that if she doesn't obey the company's management well, she won't have to be an artist of Tang Film Company in the future.

She didn't fully listen to him, but she understood the general idea.

listed all kinds of "bad deeds" of her disobedience to the company's arrangement, which was nothing more than a warning to her.

The company has recently recruited a group of new trainees, and is focusing on cultivating two newcomers with outstanding performance.

If she doesn't perform well, the company will replace her with a new person in the future.

Rather than worrying about being replaced, she was more afraid of seeing his ignored eyes.

"Let's get in the car!" Meow helped her to the side of the road, and the driver drove the car over.

After getting into the nanny car, Xiya suddenly let out a whining and crying, her head buried in her knees, and her long flaxen hair fell and scattered.

The driver sneaked a glance at the big star behind him from the car mirror, not daring to squeak.

Meow patted her gently on the back, not knowing how to comfort her.

In the president's office, Ling Xiaoxu asked Yang Fei to take out the pot of peony flowers.

When I saw it, I was annoyed.

"Yang Fei, she will send flowers over again in the future, and refuse to accept them."

He was disgusted by Xiya's arrogant and rude attitude, and went so far as to use him and Mu Xiaoyue to question, is she qualified for this? What's more, he and Mu Xiaoyue don't have too much intersection.

After Mu Xiaoyue confessed that he was rejected by him, Mu Xiaoyue had no contact with him. He himself almost forgot about it, but Xiya didn't open which pot to mention.

Yang Fei answered, and silently went out with the pot of blooming peony flowers.

How beautiful the flowers are. It's a pity that you sent the wrong master, and people won't appreciate you at all. Yang Fei couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiya.