Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

   Before he went out, a glass flew past his ear and hit the door.

  Boom!

  A loud noise scared the agent almost to scream.

  He was so frightened that he couldn’t take care of so much. Turning back, there was a big fire questioning the person who lost the thing, "Qing pity, what are you doing, don’t you know this is dangerous?"

   "Huh, of course I know! I just want to ask what you are doing."

  The agent was aggrieved, "What did I do?"

  Nowadays, the artists are really harder to serve than the other, the more the big names, the bigger the temper, and they simply don’t treat others as human beings.

  He thought of the cup that flew past his eyes just now, and he had a lingering fear.

so close.

  Just now the cup was about to hit him on the head, and he was not dead and half disabled.

Lu Qinglian didn’t think that he had acted too ruthlessly, and said coldly, “Declare, you can’t do anything other than make a statement? You make a statement at this time, and you think I’m not hot enough now? Can't think of other solutions!"

   "..." It's not that you ran to be someone else's mistress and got caught, he could have a way of fart, it is impossible to sell chrysanthemums for her and say that the person in the car is him, right?

The agent thought so in his heart, but still didn't want to tear her face apart, and said, "The problem is that we can't do anything now. If you don't understand the comments on the Internet, we can only issue a statement to see if we can scare the fans. Otherwise we just have to watch."

   "You let me watch?" Lu Qinglian's voice was sharp, she looked like the goddess of literature and art, she was a shrew. She suddenly stood up from the chair, "No, I want Xinghao to give me a solution."

   "Where are they, haven't they come yet?"

  The agent was disdainful, and said perfunctorily, “I don’t know, I have already told Steven and the others, but they don’t seem to be finished yet.”

  Steven is Xinghao’s public relations manager.

The agent said a few words for help, "Qing Lian, you understand, Xinghao has too many things that need him to do recently, and many artists are waiting in line for him to solve the online public opinion. He has promised me to help you deal with it first, and now it is estimated At the meeting, let's wait."

   "What do those 18th lanes compare with me? He won't deal with me right away, what are you waiting for!" Lu Qinglian immediately yelled at the agent when Xinghao became accustomed to getting used to it.

  At this time, Linna just came in, and she laughed when she heard her, "Puff, tut, let me see who is such a big name. Ah, it turns out to be our sister Qing Lian. Why are you so angry?"

  Lu Qinglian was distracted by public opinion on the Internet, “Shut up, don’t think I don’t know that you bought the black fans who hacked me on the Internet.”

Linna is tall and slender. Just looking at her figure, Lu Qinglian, who has definitely taken the literary and artistic route, stayed on purpose to stimulate Lu Qinglian. She put her arms around her chest and readily confessed, "I bought it again. How, I just see you upset, why, you are only allowed to explode me, and I am not allowed to step on when you are unlucky? Who do you think you are, do you think you are Mr. Lu’s new favorite?

  Haha, let me tell you, Mr. Lu hasn't come to Xinghao for a long time, and a new person has been sent to manage Xinghao. Don't think about relying on Mr. Lu to overpower me. "

She also heard about the substitution of the Oss Group to replace Lu Zhiang, so she hurried to the company to inquire about the situation.

Linna finally suppressed her speechless, she was in a good mood, and she glanced at her, "Oh, I was wrong. Even if Mr. Lu is here, you seem to be unable to suppress me. The last time you used favor Is it all gone?"