When the queen became a rich wife

Chapter 1323
At night, Rong Dai couldn't sleep well, her mind was full of the images of Huo Yueyuan and Huo Enci when they were young.

Soft little people, they look like toddlers and babblers as if it was just yesterday, but they have grown up in the blink of an eye.

Recalling the beauty of a family of four, I couldn't sleep more and more.

She didn't believe that Shaoting died like this. He promised himself that he would never die like this.

And that An Rong, who is she?

Unable to fall asleep, she simply got up to check the history of the Huo Group over the years.

Little by little, there is nothing wrong with it.

An Rong also dutifully guarded the identity of "Mrs. Huo" to manage the Huo Group, and the company was thriving. No matter how she looked at it, she didn't seem to be harming the Huo Group.

Looking at the woman in the photo, she is in her 40s, but she is well-maintained and looks like she is in her early thirties.

Rong Dai didn't know what kind of complicated mood she was in now, seeing that "my" body was still alive, if it was an ordinary person, she would have been scared to death.

After silently closing the encyclopedia information, she entered the three words "Lu Fanxing".

Now she is Lu Fanxing, and she can only be Lu Fanxing.

She suppressed all kinds of doubts in her heart, and could only investigate these things secretly.

Lu Fanxing's resume is very simple, except for the contracted company and some basic personal information, it can be said to be "three no personnel".

No academic qualifications, no expertise, no masterpieces.

If it weren't for the pity of abandoning this skin and not doing anything too outrageous, the company might have abandoned it long ago.

It's just that now it's no different from abandoning it.

An entertainer, who can be as leisurely as she is?

I didn't go to work for three days, I didn't make an announcement, I didn't even show my shadow, and the company didn't care.

Xuezang's artists are probably a little better than her, at least some people pay attention to whether she is dead or alive, and no one knows if she died once.

"Really... How can I carry this?"

Rong Dai couldn't help complaining, looking at Lu Fanxing's resume with little water, no wonder she was overwhelmed.

After seven years in the industry, he didn't even have a representative work, but he participated in quite a few works, all of which were leftover roles.

It’s fine if you don’t have any works, and you don’t even have black material?

This is worse than Little Transparent!

She thought that with Lu Fanxing's face, even if there was no representative work, such a beautiful vase would be a bit of a gossip anyway, right?

The result... clear water, nothing.

absolutely.

There was only one word in her mind.

It made her want to tear up the gossip and make her debut at the C position. She didn't even have an enemy, so tear it up!
Rong Dai sighed, but still patiently prepared the strategy.

Although she inherited the original owner's memory, she still had to arrange many things by herself.

As an actor, in addition to appearance conditions, the most important thing is acting skills.

She flipped through a few of Lu Fanxing's participating works, and they were so exaggerated and one-sided that it was hard to see.

Beautiful vases are all the same, but it is the first time for Rong Dai to see a vase that can be so transparent.

Does Orange Light Entertainment keep Lu Fanxing for fun?
No hype, no packaging, no establishment, just let her grow wildly?
After completing the strategy, Rong Dai listed a series of steps that need to be done to change.

The company doesn't pack for her, but she has to pack herself.

Clothing, knowledge, specialties, etc. must be improved, and they can no longer be as decadent as the original owner.

After finishing these, she placed an order online, bought books, clothing items, and some handmade items.

Then go online and personally blow up all the various social accounts related to the original owner, and re-register.

After she finished these tasks, the sky was already pale.

Rong Dai didn't feel sleepy either. After getting up and doing stretching exercises, she had breakfast, went downstairs to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, and took a taxi to the cemetery.

(End of this chapter)