"Can we talk?"

A somewhat messy office was filled with various movie posters. On a small table were a contract and stacks of banknotes, totaling 300,000.

Beckinsale was wearing a gray professional work suit for women. She looked a little angry at the pure and sweet-looking little girl in front of her. Several movie posters belonged to this little girl.

In recent years, the entertainment industry has experienced explosive growth. The area where Beckinsale is located is the film and television district. The entire district is lined with various styles of buildings and streets, all serving movies and TV series.

The actress in front of her was brought by Beckinsale from the stage theater of a restaurant on the ground floor. In just one year, this innocent and lovely girl has achieved success, but most of the movies she has participated in are

The small-budget movie has achieved a certain box office, and now Beckinsale is a film producer and entertainment company owner.

"You are the third promising girl to leave here. The first two girls have now retired from the entertainment industry in just over a year."

Beckinsale said, but at this moment the girl turned around and opened the office door. The noise outside came in, including two bodyguards in black and a man with a contemptuous expression.

Beckinsale glanced at the 300,000 yuan in liquidated damages on the table, took a pocket, took 100,000 yuan from it, walked out quickly, and handed it into the girl's hand.

"Take care of yourself!"

The girl wiped her tears gratefully, bowed to Beckinsale solemnly, and then left on the arm of the man.

Standing at the door, Beckinsale smiled helplessly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke. On this film and television street, there are too many girls who want to come here to become famous, but many of them have not yet become famous.

His reputation has fallen.

People walking on the street were all well-dressed people, and most of the younger rich kids would go to the film and television area to have fun during the New Year. Beckinsale sighed, feeling an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

Although there was an entertainment association, everything was so chaotic. At this time, several young people talking and laughing came over.

"Miss, would you like a drink tonight?"

Beckinsale looked at these dog-looking guys and said with a sneer.

"Go home and drink with your mother."

As she spoke, she slammed the door. She leaned behind the frosted glass door, looking up at the rising smoke. Beckinsale complained to the Film Association several times, hoping to plan industry preparations to prevent some of the smoke.

There was private money and sex transactions, but the association ignored them. She could imagine what would happen to the young actor who left here tonight. He must have been spotted by a certain boss, so he spent a lot of money to pay compensation.

He paid liquidated damages and then asked her to terminate the labor contract with him.

The entertainment industry is becoming more and more like a large luxury goods trading market. Some peripheral investors and businessmen are also happy to enter and play this sensual game. For them, this is just a game, but this will only destroy the market.

The entire industry.

There was a knock on the door, and Beckinsale frowned. At this time, the door opened and a handsome young man walked in and bowed.

"Miss Beckinsale, can we have dinner together?"

The man standing at the door is a young man named Lanny. He is a young prop maker in a movie prop manufacturing team. Beckinsale has collaborated with her several times on movies.

"Can you please take a look at it, Miss Beckinsale?"

Lanny said as he took out his mobile phone from his briefcase, and then passed a document to Beckinsale. When Beckinsale opened it, he saw it was a novel, "The Watcher", signed by Xingyuan.

After a few casual glances, Beckinsale laughed.

“The beginning is boring and the text structure is also problematic.”

Lanny smiled and nodded.

"But I think this young man has great potential. You can watch it when you have time. I think the movie adaptation of this story would be good."

After Lanny left, Beckinsale began to tidy up the office.

When she had some free time, Beckinsale clicked on a novel written by a man named Xingyuan. The beginning was not as bad as what she just said, it was just a little stiff. But as she continued reading, she found that soon

I was sucked into this story, which was just the beginning of tens of thousands of words that had not yet been written. After reading it, Beckinsale smiled.

Although the writing style seems a bit immature, there is a sense of excitement and a little expectation for the follow-up story. In the novel, words such as fate, shackles, breakthrough, and hope are used many times.

The story is very tense with these words.

At this time, there was a siren outside the house. Beckinsale opened the door and a management office car stopped. Seven administrators got out of the car and headed towards a small Victorian building next to her.

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After a while, a doctor drove a car and a nurse arrived. People gathered around him, and several young people who were in despair were brought down. One of them even argued that it had nothing to do with him.

After a while, a stretcher was carrying a woman who was foaming at the mouth and her eyes had turned gray. Beckinsale knew her as a young actor nearby. Onlookers held their mobile phones, and some media reporters also

Upon hearing the news, the cause of death was sudden cardiac death caused by shock due to overdose of hallucinogenic drugs.

Before, Beckinsale thought that this girl was sick, because she was next door, and she would talk to her from time to time. She was a very naive little girl, always dreaming of becoming famous overnight. Beckinsale took out a stick

At this time, several reporters came over and interviewed Beckinsale.

"Excuse me, Miss, do you feel that you live here..."

"A piece of shit!"

Beckinsale angrily pointed her middle finger at the camera, turned around and entered the house. The environment was getting worse and worse. Such things will only happen more and more in the future. The group of managers outside the house are not qualified to manage this city at all.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The cage is reserved for those who wear shackles. Only the unyielding can break through the obstacles of fate and gain hope.

Beckinsale looked at the poster on the wall, and angrily kicked her foot on the table for a moment, and a pile of bills spilled on the floor. She walked quickly to the wall and pulled off the poster.

"No, it's true that I'm not suitable for this business. I might as well switch careers and open a restaurant here."

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"I'm really sorry, uncle, really..."

Wang Ying lowered her head. In a black car, Wang Degui smiled and shook his head. There was only an 8-year age difference between him and his niece. They had often played together since childhood. The relationship between the uncle and nephew was very good.

"Xiaoying, it's okay, stay strong and let me know if anything happens."

Wang Ying is dressed in pitch black, with white flowers hanging on her chest. Behind her is a single-family house with a front and backyard. This is an area on the middle floor near the south. Today is the funeral of Wang Ying's father.

Wang Ying's father is the second eldest son of Wang Degui's generation, and Wang Degui is the younger brother of Wang Ying's father. He is also the youngest in this generation and has little power in the family. Wang Ying's father is competing with several other brothers and sisters.

He was defeated in the process and was directly kicked out. His housing investment in the west suffered serious losses, which eventually led to Wang Ying's father being exhausted mentally and physically and had been ill for several years.

And if Wang Degui had not taken over the construction of the Phoebus family's manor a few years ago, he would not have any rights at home now. He has basically been marginalized, and the internal strife has become more and more serious.

Wang Ying bowed, Wang Degui smiled and pressed the car window. Wang Ying held a bag of money in her hand. It was almost impossible to survive. The house behind her that was used to hold her father's funeral would be destroyed tomorrow.

Lord, there are still many former creditors of their family waiting outside.

Wang Ying begged them hard to let her father finish the funeral, and finally they agreed. Another year passed, and Wang Ying quietly stared at some of her father's former friends who kept coming out, all looking emotional.

Wang Ying turned around and walked over, giving a bag of money to the creditor on the side. After taking it, he nodded for a while.

"Next, sell the house and the money you owe us will be paid off."

Wang Ying quietly walked into the room. The mourning hall had begun to be dismantled. Her elderly mother was sitting in a wheelchair, crying silently. Wang Ying's eyes were blurred as she looked at the furniture that was being moved away.

Grandpa's sudden death, before the specific matters of the Wang family could be divided, the Wang family began to fall into chaos. Wang Ying noticed all this since she was a child. From a very young age, he often saw his uncles talking endlessly.

Every time they quarreled, her uncle would stop her and take her away.

Wang Ying walked to a bag that had already been packed, took her father's urn, put it in her backpack, and pushed her mother to leave the home where she had lived for less than 5 years. She didn't have a penny on her body. She didn't have any time with her uncle.

When she opened her mouth, her uncle had already paid off all the debts for her. She also knew her uncle's difficulties and was afraid she would be blamed when she returned.

The two years after graduating from school were the most painful two years in Wang Ying's life. Although her father was pushed to the middle level, he still invested in the medical industry with only some funds, but it failed because

The drug developed by a low-level doctor was destroyed due to a heinous robbery, and the doctor's family also died.

Fate plays tricks on people!

This was what her father said before he passed away. Wang Ying only understood the meaning of this sentence at this moment. She didn't know where she was going. Her mother was not in good health and she couldn't go back to the upper class. She had been there since she was very young.

Among the smartest members of the entire Wang family, only Wang Degui could get along well with her, while the rest of the family didn't treat her well.

"What a bad life!"

Wang Ying smiled helplessly and pushed her mother to continue walking on the street. Today was obviously the beginning of the New Year, but this was probably the worst New Year she had ever had.

Recalling that morning two years ago, Wang Ying held her cell phone and looked at the familiar names, but she didn't call anyone. There was only Pullman, who could be seen on the news from time to time.

No news.

"Go find your uncle Xiaoying!"

Her mother said with a distressed expression, and Wang Ying shook her head. The only place in her memory where she could spend the night was the station.

"Mom, I'll find a temporary job later. It'll be no problem. I have a good head. I already owe uncle so much. It won't be good if I continue to trouble him. I'm not that thick-skinned."

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At the entrance of a primary school located in the south of the ground floor, Chris's tall figure seemed very short at this time. He lowered his head. In front of him, people from the education committee had just inspected the school's facilities. Because they did not meet the regulations, the school

It must be shut down, and classes can only be continued after compliance with regulations.

The school is very large, with nearly 600 students and 12 teachers. As the principal, Chris has already made it clear that this is a public welfare school, and he just wants to give more children at the bottom the opportunity to receive education.

"Rules are rules, Principal Chris, please do what we mentioned."

"Can you give me some funds..."

Before Chris could finish speaking, several people got in the car, and one of them said scornfully.
To be continued...