Hearing what the intern said, the director's face suddenly changed. The intern was startled and secretly cursed himself for being stupid. Why should he care so much when he has nothing to do? Why should he talk so much about the director's affairs?
It's just that if you say it out loud, it's too late to take it back now.
Unexpectedly, the director just glanced at him and said: "As an intern, just do your job well and mind your own business. Inform the whole audience to make preparations. We will do today's work all over again tomorrow."
"Start over again? You found a new person so quickly?" The intern was shocked, thinking to himself which celebrity in the entertainment industry has such a coincidental schedule that he can come tomorrow?
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do the work!" Seeing the director's face that he would die if he asked more questions, the intern did not dare to say anything anymore, and could only go to work with doubts in mind.
At the same time, Bai Raoxian, who was sitting in his own store on Melrose Avenue in Los Angeles, was holding a notebook and sitting on the American sofa on the balcony, holding a cup of coffee in his hand and smiling slightly while watching the overwhelming news on the screen.
"Little girl, you still have some skills. In that case, I'm here to help you."
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But Monica and her assistant did not expect that what the intern said was that the reporters had already rushed to the back door at some point to guard their car. As soon as their nanny van left the set, it was killed by several desperate reporters.
After being surrounded, they stood straight in front of the nanny car, knowing that their driver would not dare to risk anyone's life!
Being chased to the door of her house like this, Monica, who had always only shown her majesty, couldn't bear it anymore. She was panic-stricken and didn't dare to make a sound in the driver's seat.
The little assistant had just vented his anger at Monica, and now his anger had subsided. He thought about how he was now this woman's assistant. Although he didn't want to, he couldn't lose his job, so he could only insist on getting off the car and following her.
This group of reporters had a theory.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the assistant opened the car door, a reporter who was hiding suddenly rushed up, grabbed the door of the nanny car, and yanked it out. The next moment, the assistant didn't wait to get out of the car.
People were swarming at the door of the car, and several microphones rushed to reach Monica's face, asking questions like a barrage.
"Miss Monica, have you confessed to the fact that you asked someone to rape Miss Elizabeth? It has been several hours since Elizabeth's press conference. Did you not get the news or did you deliberately refuse to show up?"
"Everyone knows that Miss Monica has an unspoken background. I wonder if you have a grudge against Miss Elizabeth, who is superior to you in appearance and talent in every aspect, so you would do such a cruel thing? Do you know your
This action has constituted a judicial crime. Miss Elizabeth has invited the police to the scene and is preparing to collect evidence for prosecution. I wonder if you are ready to go to jail?"
"Miss Monica, I wonder if your departure from Tangren was related to this incident? Was the scandal between you and Tangren's boss a drama that you directed and acted for the sake of publicity?"
Each reporter's question was sharper than the last, and what was even more outrageous was that they didn't seem to give Monica a chance to answer at all, and were stating the facts completely unilaterally.
