Chapter 470 The Millennium Beauty in the Coffin (32)

In the end, this unpleasant conversation ended with Fu Yue's complete victory.

Director Li walked away angrily holding the thermos cup.

Fu Yue's manager was about to poke her forehead with his fingers, "You, you, are you trying to piss me off?"

The bright and tall beauty yawned lazily, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, touched her stomach, and said softly: "It's late, it's time to eat, I should call it a day."

broker:"?????"

The male and female protagonists are all there, why are you so transparent?

Fu Yue tried to instill some ideas into her manager, "Sister Qing, your ideas are too old-fashioned. You see, I am so beautiful, and it will be a matter of time before I become popular. So what if you let me play big names first to experience the feeling? "

Manager Sister Qing: "..."

I think you are thinking about farting.

With your salty fish virtue, who gave you the confidence to be popular?

The broker is a little tired.

She has been leading artists for so many years, but she has never encountered such an eccentric and willful temper, living as an ancestor, she can't even be scolded!

Fu Yue continued to brainwash: "Sister Qing, look at me carefully."

The beauty in red half-raised her eyes, the ends of her eyes were drawn long and slender by the eyelashes, and the arcs were extremely beautiful and seductive, with a natural and enchanting beauty.

Rao, Sister Qing has brought artists for so many years, but she has never met anyone who is a little bit as good as this woman. She is in her 10s and 40s, and she is almost dumbfounded.

Sister Qing couldn't help sighing.

This Jiang Fu was really born to eat the rice in the entertainment industry.

Fu Yue: "Take a closer look to see if I am a fire material?"

Sister Qing, who had just raised her confidence, heard this: "...I just see that you are an unreliable material."

Fu Yue said angrily: "I have no vision."

She was about to leave after collecting her things, but was stopped by a slender and handsome little brother.

Fu Yue: "?"

Taking a closer look, Fu Yue recognized this handsome young man as the actor she had played with just now, the one who played Rong Chu.

This person seems to be a new actor, his name is Wen Xi, his eyebrows and eyes are delicate and beautiful, his lips are red and his teeth are white and beautiful, he belongs to the kind of weak little milk dog that some girls like nowadays.

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows, her expression lacked interest: "What's wrong?"

Wen Xi's fair and beautiful face blushed quietly, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and looked two years younger than Fu Yue.

At the beginning, Fu Yue's ID card stated that she was 20 years old, so Wen Xi called her sister directly.

"Sister Jiang Fu, can I add you on WeChat, or other contact methods are also acceptable..."

When playing with Fu Yue, Wen Xi's reaction was his real reaction. Just like Rong Chu in the play, she was amazed at the first glance, and then fell into the trap step by step.

Fu Yue had an indifferent face.

She already has her family's virtuous and beautiful Britney, and she has no interest in raising two spare tires for fun.

Fu Yue just waved his hand to refuse.

The hand she raised in mid-air was grasped.

"???"

Everyone's eyes also fell on the person who came.

What the eye sees.

He is a young man in light-colored casual clothes. He is tall and wears a cap on his head. The specific eyebrows and eyes cannot be seen clearly, and a white chin is exposed. The lines are exquisite and sharp, which makes people unable to help daydreaming.

The young man's delicate Adam's apple rolled.

A sexy, low-magnetism voice overflowed from the throat.

"Didn't you agree to have dinner together? I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I haven't replied to your message..."

There was a hint of coquettishness in these words, and there was also a sense of grievance.