Jing Shao's little ancestor became popular

Sheng Xi blushed and went back to the dormitory to rest, guilty of being a villain, she dared not look at Gu Miaomiao, otherwise she would inevitably be teased again.

After talking on the phone with Jing Xiunian, his burning heart calmed down, and he soon fell asleep, but on such a quiet night, some people could not sleep all night.

Jiang Yan spent a lot of money at the BAZA dinner just for her beauty. Many people speculated whether the Jiang family was about to have a happy event. Jiang's mother didn't care much about things in the entertainment circle, and looked down on people in this circle. It made her feel that Song Nanyan was just a showman in ancient times, how could he be worthy of her son?
So when the little sister called to ask if Jiang Yan had a good relationship with the female star Song Nanyan, Jiang's mother felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of her head. The word Song Nanyan made her uneasy. Little sister is angry,
"Is Jiang Yan from my family like that? Does our Jiang family want any daughter-in-law, but he will pick an actor?"

The little sister over there was scolded by her, and her tone was also bad. "What an actor, I think Song Nanyan is beautiful. If your Jiang Yan doesn't like it, I will ask my son to chase after her."

"Hey, don't worry about it." Mother Jiang hung up the phone impatiently. How could she hate Song Nanyan just because of Song Nanyan's status and occupation?It was something like that that happened five years ago, and it was impossible for her to let Song Nanyan into her house.

She couldn't call Jiang Yan to question this matter, Jiang's mother calmly thought about the beginning and end of the matter, she had dealt with it cleanly, and Jiang Yan might find out about her.

It's just that I feel very uneasy. If my son really wants to admit death and stay with Jiang Yan, it will only be his son who will be unlucky in the end.

Thinking of this, Mother Jiang got up from the bed and made a call with her mobile phone.

The other side quickly picked it up, "Hey, who are you looking for?"

Mother Jiang held the phone, "It's me, let's meet tomorrow."

The next day.

In the office building of Imperial Capital Commercial Center, the headquarters of Huali Magazine is located in this building. It is a small one-floor building, but it is fully equipped, just like the magazine itself. Although it is not as famous as BAZA magazine, it is of high quality and targeted audience.

The cooperation between An Zhiya and Brilliant Magazine had already been decided before the charity dinner, and the cover needs to be shot today, but the entire interior of Brilliant Magazine waited and waited until An Zhiya appeared.

Tong Wei, the former editor-in-chief of Huali Magazine, is a highly respected person in the entertainment industry. He is upright and has a unique vision. But it is because of his integrity that Huali has never gone international like BAZA.

Many artists offered opportunities to become famous and wanted to shoot magazines according to their own wishes, but Tong Wei rejected them. Even if there were financial backers who were willing to spend money, Tong Wei was not happy.

The model he is looking for must meet his vision and the theme of the current magazine, because it is too picky, even if the quality of the gorgeous magazine is good, there is no way to gain a firm foothold in the ever-changing fashion industry, and it is even going from bad to worse, unable to make ends meet, An Zhiya broke Qian, wanting to restore the word of mouth affected by the Chen Xueyao incident last time, finally got Tong Wei to agree to shoot this magazine.

But when the stipulated time came, no matter how much we waited, we never came.

Tong Wei is about 40 years old. Because of the long-term exposure to the sun, he looks like 50 years old. His face is very ugly. The assistant next to him is calling An Zhiya, but he rang many times and didn't answer.

The assistant contacted An Zhiya desperately, and at the same time explained to Tong Wei, "Editor Tong, this is our last chance, just wait a little longer, Ms. An may already be on her way."

Tong Wei snorted coldly, "It's really a downturn in the world. I've been shooting magazines all my life, and I haven't seen a model with such a big name. At the beginning, I said I shouldn't use her!"

"Dad, how can we live without her with so many people in our magazine?" A female voice sounded, and Tong Wei's daughter, Tong Xiang, came over, "An Zhiya is willing to give us 50 just to be published in our magazine, and we took this 50, the magazine will not go out of business."

Tong Wei disapproved of his daughter's approach. His thinking was old-fashioned. In the eyes of others, magazine shooting was a job and a negotiation of interests, but in his eyes, with a camera in hand and a theme set, that was art, so he should be concerned about the magazine. Responsible.

That An Zhiya female star, with a demonic look, doesn't fit his magazine's positioning at all. He set the theme of Nirvana, and An Zhiya's image doesn't match it at first glance!
Tong Wei was unhappy, and as a daughter, Tong Xiang also understood, she walked over to appease her father, "We'll make an exception this time, and when the magazine's sales increase, we'll stick to our hearts."

Tong Wei muttered, "How do you know that An Zhiya will be able to sell our magazine with her as the theme?"

Tong Xiang said, "It doesn't matter if the sales are big or not, as long as we can get through this difficulty, don't we need 50 now?"

Tong Wei fiddled with the camera, not wanting to continue communicating with her daughter.

Tong Xiang didn't continue to persuade her, and asked her assistant to find out An Zhiya's manager's phone number and call her manager's phone number directly.

At the same time, An Zhiya was devastated by the scandal on the Internet. She had long forgotten about the shooting of the magazine, so she refused to answer the phone. When the agent knocked on the door of her house, An Zhiya was sleeping on the bed , opened the door impatiently,
"Why do you have to come to my house to find me?"

Seeing her messy image, the agent became anxious, "My ancestor, what time is it now? Didn't I tell you last night that I'm going to shoot for a gorgeous magazine today?"

An Zhiya continued to fall back on the bed with dazed eyes, muttering, "Isn't it just the gorgeous magazine? Just let them wait. I invested 50, and they will complain after a while?"

The manager picked her up from the bed and stuffed her into the bathroom, "Go wash up now, if you want to clean up, you have to listen to me!"

An Zhiya's scandal was so miserable on the Internet, when An Zhiya heard it, she immediately regained her spirits, "Can you cleanse me?"

The manager smiled, "A charity party will be gone as soon as the heat is over. Blacking you on the Internet is nothing more than bullying your juniors to use tricks, and someone happens to be covering Sheng Xi, so why don't we fight against the generals and let people know that we are good at it?" We are victims, we just can't understand Sheng Xi's actions."

"What are you going to do?" An Zhiya asked.

The manager handed her the toothbrush cup, "Just tidy it up and take pictures of the gorgeous magazines."

An Zhiya quickly finished washing and dressing up, got in the nanny car and headed to the office building of the gorgeous magazine.

In the car, the agent started to arrange a whitewashing plan with An Zhiya. Sheng Xi, a young actor who had just debuted, had someone take care of her at the charity dinner, which meant that she had a financial backer, so she released black information, saying that An Zhiya was watching Not used to Sheng Xi being a junior who gets something for nothing, she hooked up with a financial backer and wanted to teach her a lesson, and then An Zhiya made a gorgeous magazine shoot to let fans know that even though she was hacked by the entire Internet, she still worked tirelessly to repay the wronged to work.

"But I think the relationship between Song Nanyan and Sheng Xi is so good. Let's step on Sheng Xi to wash things up. What if Jiang Yan helps?" When Jiang Yan was mentioned, An Zhiya was very unwilling. What always gets Jiang Yan's favor?
The manager sneered, "Don't worry, Jiang Yan will never interfere in this matter. Jiang's mother is notoriously looking down on female artists, and she will never let Jiang Yan marry Song Nanyan and go home."

An Zhiya nodded, and then said, "Then what if the financial master behind Sheng Xi helps her?"

The agent suddenly laughed, "Grandma, no matter how powerful Sheng Xi's financial backer is, can the An family be as big as you? She is raised by the financial backer. It is a plaything at worst. You are the eldest lady of the An family. Playthings against An's family? We just need to step on her and clean her up."

After hearing this, An Zhiya's depressed mood improved for the past few days.

Before arriving at the destination, the manager warned, "We were late, you should have a better attitude later, and take pictures of magazines, Tong Wei is a very particular person."

An Zhiya waved her hand impatiently and nonchalantly, "You lost to me last time. He has a bottom line and won't shoot people who don't suit your eyes. In the end, I spent 50 and he agreed. Isn't it because he is blind to money? people."

"Don't listen to what I say."

"Hey, he's just old-fashioned. I'll take pictures casually. Just take some work photos for me."

After An Zhiya finished speaking, the car just stopped. She put on her sunglasses, and after the driver opened the door, she walked down arrogantly.

It was agreed to shoot at 9 o'clock, and it was already 12 o'clock in the afternoon. Tong Wei and the others waited for 3 hours without even eating lunch. Finally, a few minutes after 12 o'clock, they saw a big star walking over with an arrogant face.

Tong Xiang immediately stepped forward, "Miss An, you are finally here, can you shoot now?"

An Zhiya didn't even have any intention of talking to Tong Xiang, she twisted her waist and walked to the studio. The manager hurried over, "I'm sorry, our artist had diarrhea and went to the hospital this morning, that's why we were late."

Tong Xiang smiled apologetically, "It's okay, it's okay, just come here, let's hurry up and shoot now."

An Zhiya walked to the studio, took off her sunglasses, didn't even look at Tong Wei who didn't want to fiddle with the camera, turned her head and asked,
"Is this where we filmed?"

Tong Xiang was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied, "I was indoors this morning, and the weather is fine in the afternoon, so I will go outdoors to shoot exterior scenes."

An Zhiya heard it, "I still have to go outdoors to shoot exterior scenes. I'm not as thick-skinned as you guys. I hate basking in the sun."

Tong Wei snorted coldly on the opposite side, and Tong Xiang didn't expect her to say that, "But the look in the afternoon is outdoors, and I checked the weather, the sun is not too bright today, just right."

"I don't like it." An Zhiya glanced at the scattered people around, "Isn't there too few people in a small dilapidated studio?"

Then pointing to Tong Xiang, "You arrange six assistants for me, one for buying coffee, one for serving coffee, one for holding an umbrella, one for buying meals, one for listening to orders at any time, and I will think about the remaining one."

Tong Xiang's eyes widened immediately, and the manager hurried over, "An Zhiya, didn't you agree to listen to me and take a good shot? How can you make such a request?"