Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Miran'er sighed, "in fact, who knows that leaving the company will not lead to better results? Besides, what about joining the women's league now? This time, the women's League is a nine member group. It's still unknown whether it can hold on to the end. Maybe it's better for you to leave early! "

"What nonsense are you talking about? I see that you are just gloating. I tell you that I will never give up my dream of becoming a monk. At the beginning, I was a trainee in public, and star scouts from other companies gave me their business cards. After I transferred my company, I didn't believe that I would be as unlucky as here. Maybe, I will be ahead of you. When I get to the singing scene, you have to take the initiative to say hello to me, Call me master

The girl raised her head and yelled at Mi Ran'er fiercely.

Miran'er was very confident.

Miran'er tugged at the corner of his lip. It seemed that he didn't need to waste his time comforting this man.

Drop your eyes, nod, and fall on the bed ready to sleep.

She did not notice that the girl's eyes flashed a trace of hate and insidious.

-

After dealing with the women's League plan, MI Ran'er puts her mind first on the selection of the plan. Only when she goes out of the way can she get closer to Li zuohe. They have the same identity, and the strategy will be easier.

For two months in a row, MI Ran'er had never seen Li Zhihe again.

In these two months, she worked hard to survive in the last round of the women's League plan. There were still 11 trainees left, and finally she had to brush off three of them. At this time, everyone was afraid that she would be the one to be brushed off.

Mi Ran'er is quite relaxed. She has observed the characteristics of all the others, and no one has the same characteristics as her. Moreover, as a student who can sing and dance, she is very important in the team. Miss Li also told her that she would stay until the end.

The last round of selection is coming. We are all working very hard.

"Ran Ran 1"

Caiyan was dancing and dancing when she came to MI Ran'er's side. "It's a miracle FM tonight. I have two tickets in my hand. Would you like to go with me?"

"Sister Caiyan, don't forget that tomorrow is the last round of selection. I went to see FM tonight. What should I do in case of bad condition tomorrow?"

Caiyan pouts her mouth helplessly, "but I also need some chicken blood. When I see Zaihe, I will be more motivated to fight for the chance to appear on the same stage with Zaihe in the future!"

Miran'er glances at Caiyan and thinks that she hasn't seen her husband for two months. If this goes on, the story of this plane will become the story of Lin Ran's struggle.

He nodded slowly, "OK, let's go together. However, we have to keep a low profile. If it comes to the senior management, we may feel that we don't attach so much importance to this selection..."

"Well, go quietly. We'll set out after the practice."

"Well, good."

-

By the end of the practice, it was already past six o'clock, less than an hour before the opening of FM.

When they took a bath, changed their clothes, carried their bags and tickets, and rushed to the FM venue, the lights began to shine.

Their physical strength is really good. After running for half an hour, many fans are waiting for the entrance.

"You line up and I'll buy supplies." Caiyan said and handed her a ticket. Then she ran to the place where she bought the aid.