The moment Su Nuanxing walked out of the crew, he was hesitant and didn't know how to speak.

It was she who said that she was not a fan of Fu Xing, and when I chatted with Fu Xing today, I felt that he had a hard time and wanted to continue to be a fan.

After thinking about it, she decided not to tell her cousin about it, she was secretly a fan.

"Cousin, shall we go home now?"

"You go back, I'll go to the company." Sancho looked at WeChat and sent a message to Ah Box and asked: She is not in the company.

Box: [No, I'm still outside, I'll have someone go downstairs to pick you up.] 】

Jojo is sleepy: [Good]

Su Nuanxing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her face was flat, as if she was not interested in what topic she had just talked to Fu Xing.

Otherwise, she didn't know what to make up to tell her cousin.

"Okay, then I'll wait at home for you to come home for dinner."

"Hmm."

The driver first sent Sancho to the gate of the company, which was relatively close, and then drove Su Nuanxing home.

Rose Entertainment

As soon as Sancho stepped inside, a middle-aged lady approached her and asked, "Hello, is this Miss Sancho?"

"It's me."

"Sister Qiao, please come here, Ah Box has already asked me to show you the company's artists, as well as the endorsements and cooperation you currently have in your hands."

The middle-aged lady had a decent smile on her face, and Sancho didn't look young with contempt.

She doesn't call Sancho Sang always because no one in the company calls her that, and she is afraid that it is because her boss doesn't like the title of Mr. Sang, which sounds a little old.

The word "sister" she called has nothing to do with age, it is completely an admiration for her boss.

"Okay." Sancho followed her to the newcomers' practice room, where they were dancing and talking to their agents.

Sancho walked around casually and did not go in to disturb them, and went upstairs to his office.

"Sister Qiao, do you need coffee or milk?"

"Just white water." Sancho said softly, her eyes fell on the documents on the table, all of which were scripts and endorsements that had not yet been sent, and she looked at them carefully.

At present, none of these characters in the script are suitable for Lu Anchi.

She took out her mobile phone and checked other scripts to recruit roles recently, their company is not very well-known at present, and the scripts that can be sent over will not be too well-known and good.

For Lu Anchi, waiting for this costume drama to be broadcast will definitely be a little popular, and he needs a better script and character design.

The middle-aged lady brought a glass of warm white water and withdrew, quietly guarding.

Upstairs it's as quiet as a chicken.

After the training room downstairs rested, several people gathered around to discuss, of course they had heard about such a big thing as Sancho coming to the crew, and even when she passed by, someone secretly glanced at it.

They didn't expect that their top boss was actually a young Bai Fumei.

In an instant, everyone's minds bloomed.

"Teacher Gu, do you think we should go upstairs to say hello to Sister Qiao?"

"No, Sister Qiao likes to be quiet." Teacher Gu refused directly without hesitation.

"Okay then." The trainees still feel that it's a pity, they have all heard that Lu Anchi seemed to have been looked at by Sister Qiao in the company, and he felt that it was suitable to play the role of Director Li's script.

They don't look bad, but now that there are many people in the company, Sister Qiao doesn't know if she can see them.

A few brave people took advantage of the end of the training to secretly change their clothes and go upstairs.

They had just taken the elevator upstairs when Sancho was about to go downstairs when they met eye for a moment.

"Hello Sister Qiao." Several people were dressed in sunny and handsome clothes, and they were sprayed with heavy perfume.

Sancho couldn't help frowning and took a big step back, the smell was too choking, "What's the matter?"

"Sister Qiao, we ......" A few people opened their mouths and didn't know how to say it, let them be coquettish in front of so many people, they didn't dare.

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Sister Yi Qiao doesn't like to be dumped in the face, but the surveillance can be filmed, isn't it a shame?

"We heard you were coming, and thought we'd go upstairs to greet you."

"Yes, yes."

"Okay, if you have a heart, let's eat." Sancho nodded, indicating that she understood.

They were not willing to end like this, and wanted to say something more, but Sancho had already taken steps and left decisively.

A few people went downstairs in disgrace, thinking that Sister Qiao would go to lunch and come back, they still had a chance.

So everyone ordered takeout and squatted at the door, and when Sancho came back from dinner, they squeezed me and I squeezed you, and no one was willing to give in.

Just as they walked out, another tall figure calculated the time for Sister Qiao to walk next to him, and was about to fall on her with a crooked foot.

The footsteps of the little artist squatting in the back suddenly stopped, and there were only two words in his heart:!

Who is this, actually cut off the beard!

However, when the tall man was about to fall on top of Sancho, someone from behind suddenly shouted "Sister Joe", and Sancho stopped and took a few steps back.

Seeing that the man was gone, the man panicked instantly, but he had already begun to fall and couldn't control his center of gravity.

As a result, "Bang Ji" fell to the ground, and he was in pain when he fell.

The sound of a 1.8-meter-tall man falling like this was naturally extraordinary, and Sancho didn't have time to ask the middle-aged lady behind him what was wrong.

Turning his head to look at the fallen man in front of him, "Are you alright?"

The man's fall didn't hurt very much, but he just wanted Sister Qiao to help him, so he pretended to be weak, "It's just a little painful, Sister Qiao, let you see the joke."

The group of people who squatted suddenly rushed up to help the fallen person with "enthusiasm", "Sister Qiao, he's fine, it's estimated that he didn't walk long and fell down."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Several people have the same idea in their hearts, and they want to intercept their Hu and hook up with Sister Qiao? No way!

"Lead him to rub the medicine." Sancho was very pleased to see the scene of friendship among everyone.

"Okay, Sister Qiao."

"No... No, I'm fine." The man who fell hurriedly refused, how could he go, he hadn't had a chance to talk to Sister Qiao yet.

"What's fine, I fell so badly, I have to be drugged!"

"yes, you don't have to shirk it."

Several people forcibly took him away "in love".

"Joe......" The man didn't want to say anything more.

Several people immediately reached out to cover his mouth and didn't give him a chance, "There is no need to say thank you, we are from the same company after all."

"yes, yes."

A group of people left the venue with a man on their feet.

"Sister Qiao, you just left your phone at the hotel." The middle-aged lady also chased after her with her mobile phone.

"Okay, thank you." Sancho took the phone and didn't expect to be so careless.

She stepped upstairs and continued to submit resumes for her own artists for the scripts she read in the morning.

Sitting at his desk, Sancho never felt so motivated.

Before she knew it, the afternoon had passed, and she stretched her waist to get off work.

As she was cleaning up the messy papers on her desk that she had turned over, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Buckle."