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Chapter 1559 How to choose

"So what?"

"No, it's not like you don't know who my father is. If they find out, you will suffer a lot."

Zheng Yingying was worried that the Ruan Anlan Gang would suffer retaliation from Zheng Junyang and his son.

Little did he know, Ruan Anlan had dealt with them countless times.

The two of them were so proud of themselves that they didn't want anyone to spread the word.

Ruan Anlan didn't explain anything extra, she just patted Zheng Yingying on the shoulder.

His voice was a little gentler, and he said soothingly: "Don't worry, I'm here, what's the problem?"

Just as Zheng Yingying expected, Zheng Zhonghong indeed launched a fierce offensive in the next few days.

During the time since his return, Mu Xianru has not given Ruan Anlan any complicated tasks.

I have been continuing to shoot several magazine covers that I had been backlogged in the past. That day, Judy, the new editor-in-chief of Beauty, called me.

The general idea is that I want to invite Ruan Anlan to shoot a magazine cover.

Beauty's current status as a celebrity has returned to its original peak, and her influence in the fashion industry goes without saying.

Just as Mu Xianru was about to accept it, she received another summer single female cover letter from Le Yan.

Although Le Yan is not as good as a beautiful woman, she is also known as one of the three pillars in the fashion circle.

Leyan has many big-name fashion resources at its disposal, and even has the right to directly bring artists to New York Fashion Week for shows.

A while ago, Su Mingyao's fans were still mocking Ruan Anlan's fashion resource abuse on the Internet.

I have been in the industry for so many years, and I have relied on all kinds of gossip to make a name for myself.

It seems to be getting better step by step now, but I still don’t have my own representative work.

Forget it, after all, Ruan Anlan is now worth a lot and his resources are soaring.

But the fashion industry is not just about popularity and status.

If you don't have enough fashion sense and acumen, and if your own conditions are not good enough, you will not be able to enter this circle.

Su Mingyao has already won the covers of the five major domestic women's magazines and various solo issues.

Leaving aside other things, Su Mingyao's performance in the fashion circle is not comparable to that of many big flowers and small flowers.

As Ruan Anlan's agent, Mu Xianru was naturally aware of this.

She knew that Ruan Anlan and Su Mingyao had a very good relationship in private.

Two days ago, Su Mingyao invited the entire company to drink milk tea in the name of Ruan Anlan.

But as Ruan Anlan moves up step by step, these two people are destined to become rivals in the future.

No matter it's the way of acting, appearance, or the works he shoots.

Both of them have a high degree of overlap.

Although Ruan Anlan's background is not as good as Su Mingyao's.

After all, the film he made was Yu Chengfeng's movie when he debuted. He was at the top when he debuted, and he has been able to win big and small awards over the years.

But Mu Xianru is very sure that there will definitely be resource conflicts between the two in many places in the future.

It’s no wonder Su Mingyao’s fans are so anxious to disparage Ruan Anlan.

"These are my ideas, the specifics still depend on your choice."

Ruan Anlan opened her tired eyes and rubbed her temples tiredly.

The red and blood-colored roots in his eyes were intertwined, looking like tree roots snaking along the ground.

Su Mingyao asked Xie Qiuqiu to order a cup of coffee, and said angrily: "What happened? You didn't sleep last night?"

She didn't arrange too many announcements for her in the past few days, just to let Ruan Anlan have a good rest.

Ruan Anlan shook his head: "It's nothing, I didn't sleep well last night."


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