"Don't laugh so happily, I've already booked a ticket for you to go to the United States tomorrow."

"What?!" I screamed again.

"It's nothing, leave you alone at home, I don't know what trouble you'll get out of again, get you back to your mother's side, I'm more relieved." He said casually.

"I'm not going." I muttered and sat down, thinking to myself, aren't you going to a meeting, won't you let me go?!

"Can't help but go! You don't have a job now, so it's okay to stay here, so go back to spend time with your mother. "My brother has a very tough attitude, for fear that I will not leave.

"So, if I have a job, I can stop going, right?" I asked him, grasping for the loophole in his words.

The old brother smiled disdainfully and said, "Then wait until you find a job, and then let's talk." ”

"Good!" I stood up excitedly, took out the contract that yarn had signed for me directly from my bag, and said proudly, "I still have a job now, I must be responsible for my work, and I will leave the matter of accompanying my mother to you!" ”

"What is this?" My brother looked at me, took the contract and asked.

"My employment contract."

He raised his eyebrows, looking disapproving, "Will you be a bodyguard or a thug?" ”

"Don't underestimate me, see clearly, this is a big company, please ask me to be a model!" I glanced at him, and I didn't know how he became a brother? You actually demean me like this!

"Fake, right, just the way you look, and someone is looking for you to be a model? Let's amuse you! "I was devastated by the way he didn't believe it at all.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he opened his mouth again, "Look horizontally and vertically, you are not the material to be a model, hurry up and pack up, go to the United States tomorrow, and ask my father to find you an internship unit......"

"Enough!" I was furious, "Han Yuexuan, open your eyes wide and show me clearly, don't think that I can't find a better job except for the hospital, I'm going to show tomorrow night, I won't go to the United States!" Hum! ”

The old brother flipped to the back, looked at the event date on it, blinked, then looked at me again, and said, "Really going to be a model?" ”

"Is this still fake? I've taken all the deposits, do you want me to break the contract? I asked him coldly.

"You're in [vitality]?" He put away his original indecent expression and began to get serious.

"Yes, the manager of the PR department is Sasa, and she asked me to help me walk tomorrow night's show."

The old brother nodded, looked at the contract carefully, and after ten minutes, asked, "Is there any additional agreement other than this contract?" ”

After he mentioned this, I remembered that there was still an agreement, that is, the general content was that if I still wanted to walk the catwalk in the future, I had to appear as a model under [Vitality], and the agency was handed over to [Vitality], and I haven't signed that agreement yet, and I want to wait until tomorrow.

After listening to my words, my brother didn't say anything, just asked me to take good care of myself during this time, but there was one thing that he told me to abide by: I can't fight anymore and go to the magazine!