She just wants to get rich

Chapter 35 Don't talk about dreams with me, I just want to make money
The next day.

Qiao Yan took the bus to Huanyue by herself. The entrance of the company was very cold, completely different from before. When she appeared in the past, it was crowded with fans and reporters.

now--

Familiar place, cold environment, everything suddenly seems like a dream.

She took the promotion card and walked towards the gate.

The person who made an appointment with her told her to wait for her in this hall.

Qiao Yan walked in, and the coolness of the air conditioner immediately hit her face. She found a place to sit in the hall, and after sending a message to that person, she waited quietly.

She is also very familiar with the living room here. As the pillar of Joy, there are always many people squatting at her in front of the company, some are illegitimate meals, and some are paparazzi.

Or it's the little fans who came from the organization——

Qiao Yan sat quietly, and suddenly heard something, and saw three people walking in the door, she knew all three of them.

Suppressing the fluttering in her heart, she stared at the backs of the three people, because she was sitting near the front desk, she faintly heard a few words.

"Find out the person who sent that Weibo, I won't let it go..."

Qiao Yan froze as she watched them gradually disappear into the elevator.

She sat in the deck, her eyes were as dark as ink.

Three people, one is the president of Huanyue, one is her manager, and the other is her assistant.

All her close friends in Joy.

She didn't know how to sort out her mood. Did they feel that someone would post on Weibo after her death, did it affect her?
Or worry about other things, or, they all know the truth, but try their best to cover it up.

Qiao Yan's palms were slightly cold and she was sweating a little. What if she found out the truth in the future, but made herself extremely painful, would she still want to look for it?

"Is it Miss Qiao Yan?"

Qiao Yan stood up immediately when she heard the voice: "It's me."

She looked over, it was a little girl, wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, and she was wearing a pair of lavender-rimmed glasses, as if she had just graduated from college.

Qiao Yan's eyes flickered, she was a new manager.

It's not that she looks down on her, it's just that if you are a newcomer, you can't get resources, you can't get along well in Huanyue, and you can be easily bullied.

You really have to start over.

"Hello." She immediately stepped forward and reached out to hold her: "My surname is Peng, and my name is Peng Xiaoxi. You can directly call me Sister Xi."

Qiao Yan sized up the girl who was a head shorter than herself: "How old are you?"

"I'm 24 this year." Peng Xiaoxi scratched his head in embarrassment.

Qiao Yan was speechless, she was indeed older than herself, but she might not be able to call out Sister Xi.

"I'll call you Xiaoxi, I'm actually older than you."

"No way." Peng Xiaoxi's eyes widened: "I read your resume, you are only 20 years old."

Qiao Yan smiled lightly: "Fake age."

Peng Xiaoxi blinked: "You look like eighteen."

"False appearance."

Peng Xiaoxi: "..." You, as long as you are happy.

"Okay, you can call me Xiaoxi, this is the contract, you have a look." Peng Xiaoxi gave her the contract, and the two sat down on the booth.

"Yeah." Qiao Yan looked at it, and this contract was completely different from the one she signed before.

"Eating and broadcasting?" Qiao Yan saw a word, which seemed to suit her...

Peng Xiaoxi nodded: "Are you interested? This is for amateurs. After signing the contract, the company will help promote it. For example, beauty bloggers, travel bloggers, etc., you can apply."

"Yeah." Qiao Yan put aside the idea of ​​eating and drinking, and there are more important things at the moment.

　new day ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)