I went back to the model department alone. Just as I was about to go in, I was stopped by someone: "Moxue, are you back? Sister Zhang asked you to come over."
"okay."
She immediately went to the manager's office, opened the door, and saw Zhang Ling sitting there, very serious. When she saw Mo Xue come in, her face became even more serious.
"Sister Zhang, you called me?" Mo Xue closed the door and walked over.
Zhang Ling's face turned livid: "Sit down."
"Oh..." He sat on the chair opposite her.
Zhang Ling pushed a document in front of Mo Xue: "Sign it."
Mo Xue glanced at the document, and her expression suddenly changed when she scanned the words above: "Sister Zhang, what does this mean?"
"You were fired by the company!" Zhang Ling said coldly.
"Why? Why is this happening? What's wrong with me?"
Zhang Ling, who was originally indifferent, took a deep breath and frowned: "I also want to know what happened! Why did it become like this? You obviously have a bright future, but you dug your own grave!"
"Did I dig my own grave? I didn't do anything sorry for the company. Why are you doing this to me?"
"You have offended the Yulong Group, right?"
Mo Xue was stunned: "Is it because of this?"
Zhang Ling nodded helplessly: "I was suddenly called to the president's office. Mr. Lin gave me this document to dismiss you. I also asked about the reason. Mr. Lin said that this was what President Jiulan meant."
The expression on Mo Xue's face was dull. She looked in front of her blankly. Jiu Lanlong... Jiu Lanlong again... Why did it happen suddenly? It seemed too much to suddenly replace her and suddenly ask the company to fire her.
This is too much!
Jiu Lanlu's words, "You can't escape," came to mind. It turned out that he had already done all these things!
"Sister Zhang, is there any way to save it?"
Zhang Ling shook her head: "Mo Xue, aren't you very close to President Jiulan? He even appointed you to wear Ye Xi's clothes for the catwalk. Why did this happen suddenly? How did you offend him? What did you do? We
There are many artists in the company who are celebrities who cling to those rich people, but every one of them who knows how to use tricks has skyrocketed! Those who are more stupid just don't get any benefits, but like you, not only don't they get any benefits
, and I rarely see people who are also sent to hell. What terrible things did you do to lead to such a result?"
Mo Xue shook her head: "I didn't."
"How could it be like this if not?"
"I don't know either." Mo Xue put one hand on her leg and pinched the flesh of her thigh tightly. Only in this way would the pain in her heart be lessened.
How much I want to escape from the truth, but I can't.
Zhang Ling said: "Why don't you go and beg President Jiulan? You can say more pitiful words and admit what you did wrong. Even if you don't get any benefit from him, don't make it so bad!" She, Zhang Ling, is really very good.
I am partial to Mo Xue and cannot bear to see such a good idea disappear like this, but apart from making suggestions, I really have no ability to change the situation.
Mo Xue shook her head: "It's useless. I already tried it when he replaced me from the promotional photo."
Zhang Ling shivered and took a deep breath: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Mo Xue pressed her head with one hand, Jiu Lanlong, what do you want? Why do you treat her like this? Do you want to be so ruthless and determined?
Gritting her teeth, she looked at the document and wanted to ask if there was really no redemption. But she already knew in her heart what Zhang Ling meant. There was no redemption.
Unless she... puts down her last dignity and self-esteem and becomes his slave. Otherwise... she can't get rid of this fate.
Zhang Ling reluctantly handed the pen to Mo Xue: "Sign it, I'm sorry, I can't help you with anything."
"Yeah. I know." She picked up the pen, restrained her body from shaking, and signed her name on the document.
Putting down the pen, Mo Xue took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Sister Zhang, I know you are good to me, can you show me a clear path?"
There are many artist companies and model companies in China. Although they cannot keep up with the largest modern companies, she still goes to other places.
Zhang Ling frowned: "Impossible. If you offend President Jiulan, you won't have this chance. No matter which artist company or agency it is, they will not want to offend Italy's number one business giant for a mere artist like you."
Yulong Group. You have no choice but to give up..."
Mo Xue bit her lower lip: "Is there really no chance?"
"Unless there is a powerful group to support you, such as Xuanyuan Group, Han Consortium, these large Asian companies are willing to support you. It's a pity..."
It's not that Zhang Ling didn't know about Mo Xue's birth. Not to mention the big companies whose names popped up at the first thought, even small companies didn't support her.
Mo Xue stood up: "Sister Zhang, thank you for taking care of me these days."
"Hey, no need. Even if we don't work, we are still friends. Just work hard." Zhang Ling waved her hand.
Moxue walked out of the company. Her eyes were wet, but she clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms and forced herself not to cry. She thought it was a small bump in the road and would be fine after it passed, but she was really wrong... Jiu
Lan Lu did it, the most ruthless! The most absolute! He left her with no chance.
Kill her forcefully!
Mo Xue packed up her things listlessly. She didn't have many things, so she packed them all in one bag. She remembered the time when she first arrived here a month ago, and the joy of entering the model department a few days ago. All the good things are short-lived...
…
"Hey, I just got the news that the new star in the modeling department was fired. Hey...it's her, she's her! Now she's packing up and leaving!"
Strange looks were constantly thrown at her.
"I heard that she seemed to have offended the Yulong Group."
"And she offended Qiao Wei! She really doesn't care about life and death, and doesn't care about her identity and status. Qiao Wei even said that she only got up by seducing people with her face. She must have been dumped now, haha!"
"Shh... stop talking, she seems to have heard it." Someone made a 'shh' gesture.
"So what? What can a lowly person like him do? He is just a rubbish in this society. He wants money but no money, he wants identity but no identity, he wants life but no life experience, he wants nothing but nothing, it's just empty.
He’s such a stinker and he got dumped!”
Several people were discussing.
The harsh words passed into Mo Xue's eyes, and she finally couldn't help but look at those people. Her black eyes were cold, like a cold-hearted queen who had risen from hell.