Chapter 140 Is It Yours or Mine

Contradictions will not disappear, and if one is resolved, there will be the next.

When Su Shirin entered the company, seeing her one by one was like seeing a ghost.

But she wasn't worried, because today Qi Yan had already told her that the mastermind of the kidnapping case had been caught.

She came out now, even if she didn't have to find a reporter, she could still clear up the rumors that she was dead.

Over there, Su Shirin entered the gate of the company with his front foot, and a car stopped in front of the gate of Sin Chew Entertainment.

Qiao Wanwan was dressed flamboyantly and did not do anything to cover up, and the paparazzi squatting at the gate were still immersed in the shock of seeing the living Su Shilin at this time, and they did not react to her appearance.

But after the people finally passed through the door smoothly, the paparazzi finally reacted.

"Isn't that Qiao Wanwan?"

"It's her, that's right!"

So a group of people quickly clicked on the back, and after the shooting, many paparazzi looked at me and I looked, and they all smelled a trace of the story in it.

Qiao Wanwan is not an artist in Sin Chew.

However, in the past few years, it is not uncommon for film and television contracts to be in one company, and variety show contracts to be in another company, did Qiao Wanwan come to Sin Chew to find another boss for herself?

It is not profitable to be early, and Qiao Wanwan came to a competitor's company with such fanfare, of course, to seek benefits for himself.

After these two people stepped into Sin Chew before and after, there were new entries in the hot search.

"Miss Su won't be there to quarrel, will she?"

The driver couldn't follow closely, but looking at Su Shirin's unsmiling expression along the way, he felt in his heart that this might be causing trouble.

They are not afraid of making trouble, they are afraid that Su Shilin will suffer.

After listening to the situation here, Assistant Lin silently wiped his face.

I hope there aren't so many people looking for death.

I wondered if Xingzhou wanted to follow up by myself, but when I turned my head, I saw Qi Yan get up with a posture of going out.

"Sir, are you going out?"

"To Sin Chew."

Miss Su has only been out for half an hour, and she has just entered the gate of Xingzhou.

Assistant Lin silently posted a barrage in his heart, he really didn't see that Mr. was such a person before.

I really take it to heart and keep it in mind all the time.

Su Shirin, who was remembered, went to the company, and she didn't see anyone who could talk and decide her work arrangement, but drank a cup of cold tea in the lounge.

"It's also an honor for a beauty like Miss Qiao to come to Sin Chew."

The secretary who is responsible for receiving Qiao Wanwan has a very low attitude, of course ordinary artists do not have this treatment, but Qiao Wanwan, who has a background and has been in the limelight recently, is different.

"Is Mr. Yang here?"

"Mr. Yang knows that you are coming, and he has already asked someone to prepare your favorite coffee for you, you sit here for a minute, and Mr. Yang will come soon."

Qiao Wanwan glanced at the steaming coffee on the table, and was very cold to the attentive secretary: "Got it."

She is here, and Yang Zhao is still playing with herself, obviously not taking her in her eyes.

I was not happy in my heart, but my face came out.

The secretary who had been dumped in the face was still smiling, and then exited the lounge very obediently.

….

At the door of Su Shirin's lounge, this scene was fully seen.

Qiao Wanwan also discovered her, she knew best what mood she was in when she came.

As a result, she was stunned to see a person who should have died, and even if she didn't tear it up, she should be a half-crippled waste.

The thunderbolt on a sunny day is probably not enough to describe Qiao Wanwan's mood at this time.

She froze.

Su Shirin glanced at her, quite satisfied with the shock she showed.

"Miss Su, Mr. Yang still has something to do now, and I don't have time to see you, otherwise you might as well come back another day."

Speak

From time to time, the little girl had to sneak a glance at the person in front of her.

It's incredible, everyone outside says that Su Shirin is dead.

But even if it's 'coming back from the dead, such a big news, it can't let people who are determined to be a cold bench for Su Shirin take a look.

Su Shirin pointed to the cup in his hand that had not yet been drunk: "Wait until I finish drinking this."

The tone was very calm, and I couldn't hear the joy or anger.

The little girl who just participated in the internship didn't know why her heart suddenly soured, Su Shilin was also an artist in Xingzhou, and when this kind of thing happened, the company didn't have any human touch at all, but it looked like she was going to give up on her.

She was in a delicate mood, so she had to nod carelessly, anyway, she couldn't drive Su Shirin away, maybe Miss Su would sit for a while, and Mr. Yang would be willing to come to see her.

Obviously, the little girl is not very clear about this sinister society.

After the intern girl left, Su Shirin sat in the open-door lounge and drank the remaining half of the glass of water unhurriedly.

Cold water is also good, reduce the fire.

Qiao Wanwan, who was stupid by the lightning on the opposite side, wanted to open his mouth several times, but finally swallowed it back.

"Miss Joe is finally here."

A personable man in a suit appeared at the door of the lounge, smiling as he spoke.

"Mr. Yang."

Joe Wanwan's conditioned reflex began to greet the other party.

Yang Zhao, the vice president, is very comfortable, there are beauties from time to time to give him a hug, Qiao Wan's night is not bad, and his identity is different from that of ordinary artists, he is also in his thirties, and his family is always urging him to get married, he feels that this Miss Qiao is not unable to develop.

However, after they got married, Qiao Wanwan could no longer come out to mingle.

With calculations in their hearts, Yang Zhao and Qiao Wanwan spoke very politely.

"Miss Qiao, but I asked me to wait, you didn't come to the dinner in Lin Zhuang yesterday, it's a pity, why don't I invite you to eat alone today?"

Yang Zhao was not in a hurry to get down to business, and his eyes kept lingering on Qiao Wanwan.

"There's no need to eat, I heard that the S-class project in Sin Chew's hand is about to start, I wonder if I have the honor to participate?"

When she hadn't seen a man, Qiao Wanwan felt very tired of a self-proclaimed person like Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao's face changed, but he thought that the person in front of him was not a cat or a dog, and he must have his own news channel, so he didn't turn his face, but said meaningfully: "Does Miss Qiao want to participate, or do you want the position of female number one?"

"I'm going to participate, of course I want the best."

Qiao Wanwan's tone was arrogant, she felt that she had this capital.

Hundreds of millions of projects, she said it so easily, I don't know that the investment in this project is not Xingzhou, but her Qiao Wanwan.

"Everyone knows the best, and of course there are many people who are worried about the best position, and Miss Qiao may be disappointed."

"What do you mean, have people already settled?"

Qiao Wanwan's tone changed suddenly.

"That's the only arrangement, but"

"But what?"

"But if Miss Qiao cooperates sincerely, it's not impossible."

"Who was the original one?"

Qiao Wanwan's focus is obviously different from Yang Zhao's.

"Miss Joe, why don't you guess?"

Yang Zhao gave a vague look, and was about to announce something proudly, but he saw that there was a person standing at the door.

(End of chapter)

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