Wen Fei should have such a personality, but his appearance is really gentle, which is completely different from his domineering appearance.
After finishing another glass of water, he could give Yu Wanwan another glass of water.
Yu Wanwan picked it up and was about to drink it, when an angry woman walked out.
"Why are you guys urging me so much? A little singer in a bar, doesn't he know how high the sky is and how thick the sky is?"
The woman was slightly fat and tall, and she walked up to Yu Wanwan domineeringly.
Facing Yu Wanwan, she mocked, "It's already an honor for you to be able to work with us, Ming Shuang, on the same stage. You also want to compete with us for photographers and stylists."
She looked at Yu Wanwan with disdain.
Look down on it.
Yu Wanwan knew this person. He was Mingshuang's assistant Zhang Lan and the butler of her largest fan group.
She did a lot of public relations for Mingshuang.
Yu Wanwan raised her eyes leisurely and glanced at Zhang Lan, her eyes suddenly turned cold.
Through the mask, all she could see was her eyes that seemed to be covered with frost, and Zhang Lan's face was frightened by the shock.
Fang Kexin took a step forward with a cold face and stood straight in front of Zhang Lan, "We were the ones who came first. Non-Meier Company should have filmed in a first-come, first-served order."
The gangsterism in her cannot be underestimated.
Zhang Lan subconsciously stepped back.
"Sister Lan."
A few more people came, including the little girl who was the receptionist just now.
A boy with black-framed eyes came to Zhang Lan. He was another assistant of Ming Shuang.
Zhang Lan's confidence was strong again, so she ignored Fang Kexin and continued to look at Yu Wanwan, "Our teacher Ming is very good-tempered and told us not to care about it, but I can't stand it. There is nothing worthy of talking to Teacher Ming."
Fight."
Her sharp voice and fierce expression are no different from those of a shrew.
Before Yu Wanwan could make a sound, Fang Kexin couldn't bear it anymore. She reached out and pinched Zhang Lan's chin, "Say it again."
In just a moment, Zhang Lan's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and he almost died.
The people next to me were frightened, "Calm down, please calm down."
"Assistant Fang."
Yu Wanwan stood up and shouted in a signal, and then Fang Kexin let go of Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan felt as if he had escaped from the gate of hell, and looked at Fang Kexin in horror.
I was scared for a while.
At this time, Mingshuang came, "Sister Lan, what's wrong?"
She was wearing a white shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt. She was dressed professionally. One of her legs was inconvenient, so it was a bit difficult to run in high heels.
The young assistant immediately complained to Ming Shuang, "This little singer's assistant started beating Sister Lan."
Feimeier's staff quickly explained, "Teacher Ming, this is a bit of a misunderstanding."
Ming Shuang glanced at Zhang Lan, and a patch of her chin was blue.
Her face darkened, and she interrupted the non-Meier staff member blankly, "I can see it with my eyes. This should be more than just a misunderstanding."
She looked at Yu Wanwan.
Yu Wanwan and Ming Shuang looked at each other, their eyes wearing thick eye shadow and dark brown contact lenses, their fearless eyes revealing their ambition.
Ming Shuang squinted her eyes with murderous intent.
Unexpectedly, a little bar singer opposed her again and again. She should have arranged for Yuexi to arrange her away from the beginning.
She gritted her teeth and hid her fierceness in her eyes.
He said aggrievedly, "Because I had to shoot three sets of clothes, three changes of makeup, and dozens of actions, so it only took two hours. I already asked them to speed up, and you are still making things difficult for my assistant."
