Yesterday's New Year's Eve party on Fruit Station was the most lively, and in comparison, the ratings of other TV stations' New Year's Eve parties were a little bleak.

But one of the TV stations invited Zhou Meng to sit in the town after waking up, and the ratings were not bad.

Zhou Meng's agent Chen Jing took the tablet early in the morning and swiped the background records and Weibo, and the New Year's Eve party program of the TV station that Zhou Meng participated in was also arranged to the zero point finale.

It doesn't matter if it is changed to usual, anyway, the positions and resources of male and female artists do not conflict, but on the program of this year's New Year's Eve party, Lu Yu partnered with a woman to perform on the same stage, and Zhou Meng, a movie queen, is not as good as a woman with no stage experience.

"Can anyone come to the stage of the entertainment industry to get a piece of the pie now? She can't be her boss well, what New Year's Eve party to attend, what song to sing, I don't know and think that she wants to make her debut, wouldn't that be a laughing person. ”

"Also, since you started playing the female number one, the fruit station will invite you to their New Year's Eve party every year, why this year, she didn't invite you when she went, I see, she must have done something."

Seeing her agent so indignant, Zhou Meng's reaction was faint, she applied cream to the mirror, the milky white paste pushed away on her face, and then sighed softly: "Did you enter this circle on your first day?" In the current entertainment industry, only money is recognized. ”

As she spoke, she pinched her thumb and forefinger together and rubbed them.

Chen Jing was even more indignant: "Can rich people do whatever they want? If this is the case, then wouldn't those who have strength be buried? ”

Zhou Meng laughed out loud as if she had heard some big joke, and she turned to look at her agent: "How old are you?" How can you say such naïve things? Rich people can do whatever they want, especially in our circle, rich people are the ultimate decision-makers, otherwise why do they say that they are the father of the gold owner. ”

Looking at Chen Jing's silent expression, Zhou Meng tilted his head sideways, combed his long hair with his hands, and his tone was a little nostalgic and a little helpless: "When you first signed me, didn't you also see the faces of many rich people, such difficult times have passed, why is it just a small New Year's Eve party now, and it makes you angry like this, it's not worth it." ”

Chen Jing is not a child, she has been in the society for so many years, she naturally knows the rules of survival in this society, the words she just said were just because she was a little angry, and then she was persuaded by Zhou Meng, and her anger had already dissipated somewhat, but as soon as she heard the last few words she said, her anger rose sharply.

When a new artist signs a contract, it is very smooth and difficult to pick her up, Chen Jing and Zhou Meng were both unknown juniors, relying on each other to achieve today's achievements, suffering a lot of losses and bypassing a lot of long distances, no one hates those who don't have to do anything and can decide the direction of other people's lives in one sentence more than Chen Jing.

She abruptly stood up from the sofa: "What about Lu Yu?" Can you give up the man you like to someone else? You don't want to show me the phrase "latecomers", do you? ”