The National Director is Mr. Perfect

The roar of the manager Xiao Ma's people's ears were deaf: "Weiwei, are you going to **** me off, don't you delete your Weibo!!! Are you going crazy?!!! Du Jian, you dare Offend, are you crazy!!"

Feeling upset, she pressed the call and temporarily blocked all calls.

Unable to make calls, cell phone messages and WeChat were bombarded.

In the past, even if it was dense and quiet, the information was constantly popping out at this time, and it was dazzling that it was impossible to see.

She saw Qi Yusen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, sent text messages.

Qi Yusen: I know that you are in a bad mood recently, but you don't have to be so impulsive when you do things. What is the relationship between that emperor and you? You take your own future to offend Du Jian, are you crazy? Delete Weibo quickly!

She silently blocked Qi Yusen's call.

The bosses of the company sent WeChat to her and asked her: Are you crazy?

He scolded, and completely puzzled.

She didn't understand that even if Du Jian was a great director, she just expressed her support for the emperor, and she didn't say that Du Jian was half bad, why everyone was so nervous.

The question passed through his mind, and Ke Wei bit his lower lip tightly.

She knows why.

You can support the emperor at any time, but it shouldn't be announced at this juncture.

When I thought that I might not receive any announcements, variety shows, or even film appointments in the future, and the film industry didn't even want to step in again, Ke Weiwei's palms were still shaking.

She just started to become popular after her debut, everything is developing in a good direction, and now it may be ruined all at once.

Is it really impossible to gain a foothold in the future?

The eye circles couldn't help but started to flush because of fear.

But why, even if you want to cry, you don’t regret it?

She shrank herself in the bed, letting the sound of the phone's information ring constantly.

In the dim eyes of tears, she suddenly saw a familiar name jump out.

She suddenly shrank and opened WeChat. However, the person she supported did not send her a message.

Keep scrolling down, and there is no news.

She even opened his name and clicked in, and the news remained after the last chat.

Probably hallucinations occurred.

Ke Weiwei couldn't tell how she felt in her heart, but she just felt astringent.

Some sad dull pain.

Although the teenager is beautiful, but the temperament is also lonely and deserted.

Maybe he is just a stranger in his eyes.

Although supported, it is no different from those fans.

She slid down the phone, and the information on Weibo jumped out even more ridiculously, almost making Ke Weiwei unable to see clearly.

She was bored for a while before clicking in.

There were almost the same number of comforting and insulting comments, half and half of them jumped out, and they all felt spicy at a glance.

After all, Ke Weiwei has been a star for such a long time. She just can't see those scolding people, and she can barely calm her mood.

She habitually poked into the emperor's Weibo, but was stunned to see a message forwarded on her latest news interface.

That news is hers.

The emperor forwarded @柯微微V: /Touching the head

That was an automatic expression of the system, but when he saw that expression, Ke Weiwei suddenly thought of the picture of himself being touched by a cool and elegant teenager.

In an instant, Ke Weiwei was excited, all tears and grievances were taken back.

Jumped up from the bed vigorously.

Going to the future of TM, I don't want it!