The Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry

The third floor of Shengshi Haoting, powder room.

Xu Shi Li Zhuyi forgot to close the door when he left. The door was not closed tightly, but opened slightly, leaving a small gap.

A group of men and women sat in the elegantly decorated room and waited for a while, but no one had arrived.

When I was idle and bored, it was inevitable that I would start chatting, and the topic of chatting came to Yan Zhixu.

A woman looked at the interior decoration and ornaments, her eyes shone with shattered light, envy and hard to hide her jealousy.

"Yan Zhixu is really lucky to have climbed up to such a wealthy second generation. Yan Shao also tried his best to support her, and even poured money to invite us to style her."

Their L.I styling design team is not owned by any company in the entertainment industry, nor is it exclusive to any artist.

As long as they can afford it, they will serve each other.

They have served many well-known first-line actresses, and their red carpet looks are remarkable and famous.

This time, Yan Shao was able to find Miss Li, the owner of the studio, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

Hearing Chao Rongrong's sour words, a man frowned and persuaded, "Okay, don't be sour, if you hear this, your job will be lost."

In this industry, the most taboo is to talk behind your back.

Chao Rongrong didn't care, her bland face was full of meanness, and she glanced at the man who spoke with contempt.

"There's no one else here, what's the matter? I don't think you're careful and afraid of losing your job, but you're thinking about Yan Zhixu's face and treating her as a sex|fantasy object."

"Isn't it because she has a good-looking face, and I don't know what so many people like about her? Is it coquettish and cheap?"

Her cousin Chao Jian is a student of Jinchuan High School, and she is in the same school and grade as Master Yan.

I heard a few days ago that they said a few bad things about Yan Zhixu, and Yan Shao gave her a severe warning regardless of the friendship of the classmates.

My cousin has always had a crush on Yan Shao, so she didn't dare to confess, how could she have been beaten by this little **** Yan Zhixu.

Chao Rongrong said that the smell of gunpowder was too strong.

"!!!"

In the corridor, upon hearing this, the boy in the ball uniform paused, his eyes ruthless.

He raised his foot and kicked the door hard.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, causing a group of people in the dressing room to look at the door in a conditioned reflex.

Yan Jinxiu paced in and walked straight to where Chao Rongrong was.

His face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was fierce like a hungry wolf cub.

With each step, the blood on Chao Rongrong's face decreased a bit until it was as pale as paper.

Stop in front of her and stop.

Yan Jinxiu loosened his fingers, his bones screeching, and he was incomparably infiltrated in the quiet room like a chicken.

He sneered, "You kind of, repeat what you just said. It was too windy just now, and I didn't hear it clearly."

Others: God is so windy!

Chao Jian didn't expect him to appear suddenly, and he questioned her so seriously.

She was flustered, her face was blue and white, and she didn't know how to explain it.

Yan Jinxiu's eyebrows were wrapped in anger, "Don't speak, are you dumb?"

His voice suddenly intensified, and when he was furious, the anger spread all over his body, and Chao Rongrong was even more frightened and shivered.

Others dared not open their mouths to beg for mercy, for fear of touching his anger.

Endured to the limit, very irritable, "Don't talk about it, I don't mind really making you dumb."

What compulsion|things, something full of feces, dare to slander his sister on his home territory?