my sister is a supermodel

Chaz sat down with him and said in disbelief, "Oh, what kind of fool would stop someone from making a living?"

Hani lowered the corner of his mouth helplessly, "I think he probably wants to prove one thing, he can praise me, but he can also destroy me."

"hey~ Hani, he didn't give you anything"

Chaz frowned, and said seriously, "You got that job because you have such ability, talent, and enthusiasm. You earned this job yourself, not that guy gave it to you..."

In front of the monitor, Roca grinned. He finally understood why the male protagonist was able to win the female protagonist, because he knew how to cook chicken soup. Every time the female protagonist was in a bad mood, he would serve a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Just let a black man, a barber, and a former gangster be a life mentor?

Rocca shook his head, probably only black screenwriters can write such a leading actor.

"Rocca, is there a problem?"

Billy asked suspiciously.

"NO, Mech's acting skills are pretty good"

The black screenwriter is still on the sidelines, of course he won't talk nonsense.

"Of course, Spike Lee thinks he's a talented actor"

"Okay, genius!"

Rocca shrugged.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, he said hello and left the crew early.

Last weekend, "Twilight" officially sold more than 200 million copies in the United States.

Greenwood Press prepared a celebratory reception to celebrate this amazing value.

Kate is the author and cannot be absent, and Roca, the marketing hero, is even more indispensable.

Back at the apartment, Kate sat on the sofa and read documents.

She was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a white Chanel suit, and her long golden-brown hair was braided in a loose braid, which gave her an elegant and tranquil look.

She pursed her red lips, flipped through the documents seriously, her sharp brows were slightly frowned, and she had a more capable and calm temperament on her body.

Roca admired secretly, such a dress is too stunning, very queen-like.

"How about this outfit?"

Suddenly Kate raised her head, blinked and smiled.

This smile is all done.

Kate is still the enthusiastic, hearty, carefree Kate who advocates violence against her younger brother.

Rocca shrugged his shoulders, "Kate, your outfit is perfect, I believe your appearance will amaze everyone."

"Thank you!"

Kate raised the tip of her chin, a little arrogant.

"Roka, it's time for you to change your clothes too. It's a shame to take them out every time you wear them so casually."

Kate dropped the documents, pushed his shoulders into the cloakroom, and picked out a sky blue Dior suit for him.

"Is this color too frivolous, I still like to wear black suits"

"frivolous?"

Kate gave him a sideways glance, "You're only 21 years old, shouldn't you dress up a bit sexier for the reception?"

"I have a girlfriend, why are you still dressed so sexy?"

"Is there a relationship between the two? Don't talk nonsense, change clothes quickly, Nina is still waiting"

Kate waved her hand and urged impatiently.

"Alright alright!"

Rocca took off his shirt, and when he was about to take off his pants, he looked at Kate who was not blinking.

"嘁~"

Kate turned her head indifferently, and muttered softly, "I've taken care of you for so long, I haven't seen anything"

Roca frowned, and had no choice but to change into that coquettish suit face to face, and combed her hair into a cool look.

After packing up, Kate yelled towards the guest room, "Jinna, are you ready to go?"

"Yes, Kate!"

Jin Na is here, and Jin Na is walking vigorously.

puff~

Rocca couldn't help laughing.

I saw Jin Na combing her hair back, changing into a black suit, tie, sunglasses, and black square-toed leather boots. This outfit matched her straight back and her cold temperament. Looks like a gangster boss.

"What are you laughing at?"

Kate rolled her eyes at him dissatisfied, "Isn't Jin Na's outfit cool?"

"Cool! Very cool!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Boss Kate waved his hand, and younger brother Roca and younger sister Jin Na walked out of the door.

Kate walked in front, wearing a white lady's suit, wearing glasses, heroic, quiet and elegant, with both the aura of a queen and the connotation of a writer, quite perfect.

Roca was walking beside him, with a delicate hairstyle and a royal blue slim suit, which perfectly outlined the perfect inverted deltoid muscles and two long legs. He looked quite handsome, like a little boy.

And Jinna.

Huh?

Where's Jinna?

Bang bang!

There were two knocks on the door in the corridor.