"Hello, Sister Zhou, what's the matter?" Ruan Anlan answered the phone, clicked on the recording, put the phone hands-free on the coffee table.
"Ruan Anlan, let me ask you, how did you get this role?"
"I got it on my own, what happened?"
"What's your ability? Haha, what a joke. Others don't know what your acting skills are like. As your manager, how can I still not know? I tell you, you are not allowed to act as the second female lead. I will give it to you now.
Pushed!"
"It's hard for Sister Zhou to still remember that she is my agent."
Seeing that Ruan Anlan was completely out of her control, Zhou Lina's tone became sharp, "I am your agent, and all your work arrangements are decided by me! I don't allow you to take on roles, even if you are the heroine.
You must act for me! I will go back and contact the crew, so you don’t have to worry!"
"Oh..." Ruan Anlan raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Sister Zhou's angry face is really interesting. I wonder what kind of sensation it will cause if it is posted online."
The other end of the phone fell silent immediately, and then Zhou Lina almost gritted her teeth and said, "Ruan Anlan, did you record it?"
"Unfortunately, every word Sister Zhou said just now was recorded."
The next second, Zhou Lina directly put down the phone.
Looking at the phone that had restored its black screen, Ruan Anlan's expression gradually darkened.
…
In the evening, Gu Tingyuan returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ruan Anlan sitting on the wicker chair on the balcony with his head drooped.
Originally planning to go upstairs, he paused and involuntarily moved towards Ruan Anlan's direction.
"The audition didn't go well?"
Hearing the sudden deep voice above his head, Ruan Anlan was slightly startled, quickly recovered, shook his head, "Passed."
"But the words 'I'm unhappy' are written on your face." Gu Tingyuan's probing eyes swept across Ruan Anlan's face like penetrating light.
This woman is always used to having all her emotions written on her face, which is so transparent.
"Are you concerned about me, Mr. President?" Ruan Anlan raised her eyelids and stared at the man in suits and ties in front of her.
I have to say that Gu Tingyuan's face is so advantageous that it always makes people want to take a second look.
Not to mention his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Even under tight clothes, you can still see his perfectly proportioned inverted triangle figure. This man looks like he was carefully carved by God from head to toe.
Before Ruan Anlan had time to retract her gaze and wandering thoughts, she heard the voice above her head add a tease, "Your eyes always seem to be conveying some kind of message to me."
"What?" After seeing the man's meaningful eyes, Ruan Anlan immediately jumped up from the wicker chair and denied three times: "I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! What's the look in my eyes? Why don't I know!"
Gu Tingyuan sneered, and Shi Shiran sat down on the wicker chair beside him, propped up his long legs, and his deep eyes were full of interest, "That look goes against the first requirement of your agreement."
As he spoke, he played with his cufflinks carelessly, with a smile on his lips, and lazily said: "Now I have to doubt your true purpose of marrying me."
"!!!" How come she doesn't even know she means this?
Ruan Anlan's eyes widened and she didn't know how to argue.
Indeed, she admitted that her eyes had been wandering around him, and she was indeed quite greedy... Ah, no! She quite admired his appearance.
But it’s just superficial appreciation!
After all, everyone loves beauty, so what’s wrong with her!
