I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 740 You idiot!

I don't even know how I got back to the hotel.

In Lin Jiaxin's mind, there was only one sentence that turned over and over again.

Can you forgive yourself?

No.

she can't!
Just like what Ye Qingqing said, her 12 years of debut, her past experience, no matter when she shows it, is her most proud capital.

But Lin Jiaxin didn't expect that she would ruin her pride just because of a little-known Ye Qingqing.

Yes, it is her.

It's all her!
Frantically, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, and Lin Jiaxin made a call angrily.

"Ning Baoer, you are a bitch!"

As soon as the call was connected, Lin Jiaxin yelled and cursed. Lin Jiaxin, who was out of control, seemed to be a different person compared to the elegant and generous appearance in front of her.

"Lin Jiaxin, you are too stupid and you blame me?"

On the other end of the phone, the arrogant female voice said with a sneer: "It is said that the chest is big and brainless, and the facts prove that it is true. You have given the handle to Ye Qingqing yourself, can anyone else be blamed?"

"I let you plot against her, but I didn't let you do it on the runway. Why are you so stupid?"

"The chance I want to go on stage is not the chance to make Ye Qingqing look bad, you idiot!"

After a long string of curses, Ning Baoer hung up the phone with a snap.

Lin Jiaxin called again and found that she had been blocked by Ning Baoer.

Thinking of the 500 million lying quietly in the account, and thinking of the unknown encounters she would face in the future, Lin Jiaxin smashed the phone and threw herself on the bed and cried loudly.

After venting a bit, Lin Jiaxin gradually calmed down.

The most urgent task is to quickly reverse her negative image of being unprofessional, and let Diane know that her mistake today was really unintentional.

If so, since she has worked for her for so many years, Diane should be able to let her go, right?

It should... can it?
Although she was full of uncertainty, Lin Jiaxin felt that she could not sit still and wait for death.

Looking back at herself in the mirror with red and swollen eyes, Lin Jiaxin took a deep breath, got up and rushed into the bathroom.

After bathing, washing and applying a mask to her eyes, Lin Jiaxin decided that she would go all out for the last show.

Every year in Paris Fashion Week, each designer has only one show.

And Diane is the only exception.

Diane's show usually has two shows.

The first one is for celebrities, buyers, and all invited media reporters from all over the world to enjoy the filming.

The second session was relatively private.

It is only shown to the princesses of the French royal family and the rich and famous ladies of the upper class.

If someone takes a fancy to it on the spot, it will be photographed and taken away.

Only the stars and buyers have the opportunity to buy the rest of the dresses.

It is also because of this that models in the fashion circle regard it as the highest professional honor to walk on the catwalk wearing a dress designed by Diane.

This is also the reason why Ye Qingqing asked Di An to take back the words of thanks and solemnly stated that it was her honor.

Even ignoring the catwalk video sent by her agent, Lin Jiaxin rehearsed the scenes of herself on the stage countless times in her mind.

At the same time, Qin Ye was watching the video in the living room of his room.

"pause!"

Seeing something, Qin Ye sat up and yelled.

Qin Ye, who was staring obsessively at the beautiful Hua Guohong dress on the screen, suddenly heard a loud cry, and the remote control panel in the devil's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing the devil's overly frightened expression, Qin Ye showed contempt, "Boss, if I were a killer sent by your enemy, you would have been shot into a sieve just now."

devil:……

(End of this chapter)