Chapter 3: Young Idols (3)

"Yeah," Yuechen nodded casually, met his questioning gaze, and explained with a pursed lips, "I'm on my behalf."

"Playing games?" Cuomo frowned slightly.

"no?"

"No. You are now," Cuomo hadn't begun to teach, and several colleagues and their respective artists came to meet him.

People coming and going saw Yuechen, and they all looked sideways. Some of them had a good relationship with Cuomo, and even leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Who am I going here? You look so good, newcomer?"

Cuomo could only stop talking, nodded, and said unabashedly, "Well, I brought it."

"Sure," said a female manager with a sharp eye, who could tell at a glance how amazing Yue Chen's delicate facial features and unconcerned rebellion would be in the future.

She was ready to move, and secretly regretted why she hadn't met such a good potential stock first, but she smiled narrowly pretending to be familiar,
"So that's the case, let me tell you, why are you willing to lose that little star who is on fire, it turns out that you took over a better one..."

Cuomo recognized the pull and raised his eyebrows slightly.

But before he could open his mouth, he was cut off by a jade-like gentle voice behind him: "What are you talking about?"

Cumo immediately understood what the woman meant by saying this, and hissed his lowered eyes, a little heavy, but he didn't look back immediately.

Because the person behind him is very likely to be a stumbling block on his way home and a hindrance to completing his mission.

Comer paused for two seconds before he adjusted his facial expression, which had not changed much. He turned around calmly and said hello, "Hello."

The person who came was about 1.8 meters five, tall and tall, and looked like a nobleman, but his personality was very bad.

Not to mention being mean and selfish, he is extremely vengeful.

More importantly, he is one of the key points of the discussion just now—the new traffic niche who is said to have been abandoned by Cuomo, Luo Xu.

"No, I didn't say anything, haha." The female manager succeeded in hating Komola, immediately put on an embarrassing face, and waved her hands in embarrassment.

Seeing that the crowd seemed unwilling to leave the battlefield, Yuechen simply put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned lazily against the wall.

As for other artists who are not high-ranked and have no right to speak, they all stand one meter away in a united front, trembling.

Luo Xu smiled, ignoring the tense faces of several assistants and managers who followed him, and said, "I didn't say anything? Then I must be hallucinating, otherwise why would I have heard someone make a rumor that I was killed by my former manager?" Abandoned?"

Cuomo: "..."

The female agent had an expression of being able to stuff duck eggs into her mouth, but she was obviously speechless by his straightforwardness, and the embarrassment on her face turned into real embarrassment.

Everyone in the company knew that it was Rosh who became popular, so it was "natural" to break off the relationship with the facial paralyzed "robot" Cuomo who didn't have a good relationship, and quickly replaced him with a new work team.

Although there are indeed rumors that Luo Xu kicked Cuomo mercilessly because of his own anger, but now that it is said publicly, and the person concerned has heard such obviously behind-the-scenes remarks, it seems that she , Cuomo seems to have a big face.

This is really-

"Sorry, you got it wrong." During a period of stalemate, Cuomo said lightly, "I was fired because I was incapable. You misunderstood."

The calm and steady tone, bowing the head neither humble nor overbearing, is not offensive.

Luo Xu lowered his head, raised his eyebrows, and then looked at his useless agent who was silent before, "Really?"

(End of this chapter)

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