Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

After the farce at the door, the brand public relations completely understood how bad the two were at each other, and at the next dinner party, they specially arranged staff and staggered the appearance time of the two.

But this can't stop Cesare Zhou from deliberately stepping forward to provoke.

With a cigar in his mouth, red wine in his hand, and the brand's new summer linen white suit, Cesare Zhou looks like a drug boss on a beach vacation in every way, and even the tone of his speech is generally defiant.

"Jiangling, what's the point of always being a younger brother in a clothing store? Why don't you come to my company, I can give you a chance to warm up the stage, and sing two ditties according to the audience's request before I go on stage. Yes, it can be considered a 'singer'."

Jiang Ling was chatting with the brand customer, he didn't respond to Cesar Zhou's provocation, just nodded at the customer, turned and left.

Cesare Zhou naturally couldn't bear his ignorance, and became more and more rampant. He poured the red wine at Jiangling's feet with a wave of his hand, and the red wine stains splashed on the trousers of his suit, in different shades, like an impressionist painting, "to be busy again Did you go get the coat for the lady?"

Since Cesare Zhou does not eat fine wine after toasting, there is no need for him to back down again and again. Jiang Ling paused, and turned around slowly, "What on earth do you want?" He reached out and grabbed Cesare Zhou by the neckline, slowly raised him up, and looked at him His eyes said coldly, "If you want to do something, I will accompany you, if you want to play tricks, go to the bridge, don't fucking talk nonsense in front of me!"

Cesare's body was not tall, so he grabbed the neckline and kicked his feet in the air a few times, but he still couldn't step on the ground. His face gradually turned blue and he had difficulty breathing.

The guests next to him were taken aback by the commotion, they all covered their mouths and backed away, forgetting to step forward to persuade them.

On the contrary, the brand publicist's face turned pale, and he quickly realized that he beckoned the waiter to block the news, so as to prevent any guests from taking pictures of this unbearable scene. "Jiangling, this is not an occasion for joking, stop it!" She carefully supported Cesare Zhou's arm with her hands, on the one hand lending strength to him, on the other hand being careful not to let others see the clues.

Cesare Zhou didn't appreciate it at all, raised his arm, and pushed the PR to the ground, "Get lost!"

Jiang Ling gave him a cold look, loosened his wrist, dropped him straight away, turned around and helped the public relations lady.

Cesare Zhou landed a little unsteadily, and staggered a few steps back, but fortunately he didn't fall down, blushing and gasping for breath, while trying to hide his embarrassment, "Jiangling, what the hell are you looking like?! Who doesn't know you How did you get to where you are today? Sleeping with the manager of Mingchen Media, winning the draft championship by relying on nepotism, and spreading rumors everywhere, shouting and saying that the album was leaked, you don’t rely on these tabloids to create momentum. You think you can Win the 'Best Newcomer'?! Ask these people present to see who doesn't know about you?"

"Jiang Ling!" The brand public relations lady grabbed Jiang Ling's sleeve with one hand, and yelled in a low voice to stop him from doing anything else, while pleadingly looking at Song Fei who was standing beside her, "Miss Song, please persuade Mr. Zhou. "

"Persuasion?" Unexpectedly, Song Fei smiled leisurely, as if she didn't care about these things, and stood aside with her arms folded, looking at the two with interest, "What does he have to do with me? Do you want me to persuade you?"