Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2381 Rejection (9)

"She, isn't she looking at you?"

Lou Lingxiao stuffed his pockets and leaned against the wall.

He snorted in disbelief, and looked in the direction she left.

Those who can live here are all wealthy people who are either rich or expensive.

That Liu is always like this, and this Miss Yun is certainly not short of money.

These rich women love men, he's always known.

It's just that he fell in love with a man who was mediocre in appearance, lacking in ability, and terribly old-fashioned...

Is that woman blind?

Lou Lingxiao looked at himself, and then sized up his manager.

He is just an ordinary worker, dull and dull.

He can't speak yet.

I have been in the company for several years, but I have not brought out any achievements.

How could such a person—

He was inexplicably upset, inexplicably unwilling.

Why, what he met were those perverted old women, who were ugly and disgusting.

And he can suddenly be approached by a young, beautiful and rich woman?

Still asked for contact information?

The manager, who was wearing a cheap suit, looked away.

Wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, he is not as tall as he is, and wears old-fashioned leather shoes that only a middle-aged and elderly person in his 60s or [-]s can wear.

The collar is plain, but the color of the tie is exceptionally dull.

Dressed like an old man, the word old-fashioned is evident all over his body.

On weekdays, no other woman would notice him at all.

Even if it is noticed, it is disgusting.

It's not like him at all, who can be sought after by many female fans.

He was suddenly accosted by a beautiful woman, but he didn't appear very excited, and his hands and feet were cramped.

With an extremely calm face, he looked at him with an old black briefcase.

The voice is gentle.

"It's getting late, there is still need to make up shots on the set tonight, the director hopes we will arrive earlier."

Not a word about her.

Doesn't seem to care.

Lou Lingxiao glanced at the window outside the hall, his beautiful and milky face was impatient, "Are you fooling me?"

"With such heavy rain, didn't the studio notify the filming to stop for a week?"

Just served an old woman, and it happened again.

He's not in the mood for filming at all right now, why is he so blind? ?

The old-fashioned Mr. Manager lowered his head slightly.

"Feel sorry."

A room card was handed over.

"The director said that he needs to tell you about the play himself."

"Tonight at Lavande Hotel at eight o'clock."

Actually not far from here.

It's just that now there is water on the street outside, and the car can't go.

I have to go there early, and I have to clean up again.

In order not to be late and make the director unhappy.

Extremely dull and stupid, with no ability at all, just ask him to sleep with him and sleep with him!
Lou Lingxiao's fists were clenched instantly, using great strength.

Maybe it's because he just accompanied an old woman, and she behaved abnormally in bed, which made him feel sick;

Or maybe it was because I met that beautiful lady, I didn't even look at her, only looking at his manager.

Now he is hiding a stomach full of nameless anger, he doesn't know where it started, and he doesn't know where to vent it.

He grabbed his collar and ruffled his neat neckline.

There was a gap in height between the two of them, and he grabbed and strangled his neck tightly.

"You fucking—"

He raised his fist, as if he was about to smash it in the next second.

Mr. Broker stands.

Lens as thick as a slab of brick, old black painted frame.

Under the glasses, his eyes were calm and gentle, clear and light, without any fluctuations.

(End of this chapter)