After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"Miss Jing, in the live broadcast a few days ago, although Yan's Group tried their best to reduce the popularity, many people spread your beauty and wisdom. If you take advantage of the current popularity and sign with our company, your debut will be very easy!"

"What's the heat?" She was so busy these days that she didn't pay attention.

"The wealthy young daughter-in-law tore up the irascible president, the mystery of the down-and-out daughter's life, and..."

"Stop it." She could imagine what she had said.

"Miss Jing, don't worry, as long as you are willing to sign with our company, I personally promise to help you negotiate a lot of money with the company!"

"..." Money, does she care about money so much?
No, she cares about money very much!

If you are rich and willful, you only need to pay attention to the quality of what you buy, eat and use, and don't need to think about whether you have enough money.

In this society, the entertainment industry can enjoy the most dividends.

But she doesn't like the entertainment industry, it's a big dye vat, and there are all kinds of dirty things.

"Mr. Nan, thank you for your kindness. I want to make money, but I don't want to do things I don't like."

The anticipation in Nanmu's eyes was extinguished, "You are so beautiful, don't you want more people to see your beauty?"

"No!" A majestic growl sounded.

Jing Wanwan subconsciously rolled her eyes.

Zhang Ling sent the water to Nanmu and looked at the man who walked in.

"Boss Yan, would you like something to drink?"

"Forget it." Jing Wanwan said first.

Zhang Ling silently lowered her head and stopped looking at Yan Tingjue.

Although she was afraid of Yan Tingjue, she wanted to have a good relationship with her current boss.

"Xiaoling, go play with your phone."

"Okay." Zhang Ling silently walked to the counter in the corner and sat down, brushing her phone while pricking up her ears.

Yan Tingjue stood behind the nanmu chair, and said in a deep voice, "You can dig anyone, except her!"

Nanmu: "..."

Turning his head, looking up at Yan Tingjue with his neck up, he stood up with a heavy heart.

"Young Master Yan, are you being too lenient?"

"Are you looking for death?" Yan Tingjue's expression became gloomy, and he clenched his fists.

Nanmu felt the murderous aura coming from him, trembled, and looked at Jing Wanwan.

Ever since meeting Jing Wanwan, she cautiously said for the first time: "Miss Jing can think about it again, whenever you want to be an artist, just tell me."

Jing Wanwan replied with an indifferent smile, "Sorry, I'm really not interested in this right now."

"I said I'm not interested, you still don't get out!" Yan Tingjue was upset when he saw Nanmu.

Nanmu bit the bullet and tried to ignore Yan Tingjue.

"Then, let's talk about designing clothes, shall we?"

"Okay, sit down, I'll get the blueprint."

Jing Wanwan got up and brought over two design drawings.

Nanmu stretched out his hands to catch it, and was very pleasantly surprised at just one glance.

"You drew this?"

"Ah."

"It's really great!" Nanmu couldn't put it down, thinking of making the dress in the design drawing and putting it on a beautiful girl.

"Miss Jing, you are really amazing!"

Nanmu held the design drawing and turned to look at Yan Tingjue.

"President Yan, what do you think?"

Yan Tingjue's eyes were deep, "It's not bad."

Nanmu was even happier, and turned around and said to Jing Wanwan: "Why did you disappear in the past three years, if you don't disappear, you have to become the most powerful and beautiful design master in the design circle!"

Jing Wanwan smiled lightly: "If you have talent, it's never too late."

Nanmu was touched by her words, and nodded repeatedly: "You are right, you are right! Ms. Jing, I really want to take you into the entertainment circle!"

Jing Wanwan pursed her lips, "I just want to live a quieter life now."

"Okay then, can I take these two design drawings back? I'll call you immediately when the company settles down?" Nanmu used 'you', and at this moment, his admiration for Jing Wan Wan was like a wave. There is a steady stream of Taoliu water.

"it is good."

"Miss Jing, wait for me, I'll go right now..."

Just as Nanmu stood up, someone snatched the blueprint in his hand.

Yan Tingjue looked fiercely, "I won't allow it!"

Nanmu was stunned, "..."

Jing Wanwan frowned, stood up and stared at Yan Tingjue.

"Don't make trouble, okay?"

"How much money his boss pays, I pay three times the price!"

"Yan Tingjue, I don't want to have anything to do with you."

"Why? If you sell such a good design to Yan's, you will get more money and popularity?"

"Because Yan Shi belongs to you Yan Tingjue."

"Before, those jewelry designs could be given to Yan, why not now?"

"Did you forget?" Jing Wanwan smiled faintly, her eyes were cold, "I was Jing Zhenbo's adopted daughter before, and I owe you Yan."

Yan Tingjue squeezed the design drawing tightly in his hand, Nanmu looked flustered.

"Mr. Yan, please calm down, Mr. Yan. If such a good design is ruined, it will be too..."

"It's okay." Jing Wan Wan's smile deepened, her brows were still cold, "I have a backup at home, and I'll send you a copy when I get home."

"That, that's good." Nanmu swallowed his saliva, and really didn't dare to stay in the same space with such a terrible person as Yan Tingjue.

"Miss Jing, shall I go first? How many artists in the company are waiting for me to train."

"Okay, take it slow."

As soon as Nanmu left, Zhang Ling stood up weakly.

"I want to go out and get something to eat."

Jing Wanwan smiled helplessly, "Okay, let's go."

Zhang Ling left with oil on her feet, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

Fifty square meters of space, people who have been fake couples stay together.

Jing Wanwan poured herself a glass of water and drank it, and a certain man rang in her ears: "I want to drink water."

She frowned, poured a glass and handed it over.

Yan Tingjue took it and just brought it to his mouth.

She said: "This glass of water is completely just as if you are a passerby, begging for a glass of water."

"..."

He squeezed the water glass tightly, didn't take a sip, and put it down.

Raising the blueprint in his hand, "Give it to me, I don't want any profit, and whatever you earn later is all yours."

Jing Wanwan touched her earlobe, "How many times do you want me to say that I don't want to have anything to do with you?"

"Do you know who the boss of Nanmu Company is?"

"I know, that President Qin."

"You know it's Qin Lang who gave that old guy back the company!"

"There are several big names in his company, and the clothes I design will have the greatest effect if they can wear them."

Yan Tingjue swallowed his throat, undeniable that what she said was right.

But he wanted to fight for it, so he attacked: "No matter how capable you are, you have no status in the world. The awards you won three years ago are nothing now. Why should they wear clothes designed by you?"

"Yan Tingjue, I'm only 19 years old, I have a bright future at such a young age, take your time, it's always okay, right?"

Jing Wanwan was not angry at all, and said mockingly: "On the contrary, you are not young, and you are so angry that you will grow old very easily. I advise you to take care of yourself if you have nothing to do, so as not to lay down a piece of land and die before you have time to spend it well. Ha."