An Nan pouted, shook his head and said, "No, what's going on? A woman is lying outside your light and shadow door. It's not like one of you stole her man, right? Don't the artists in your company not provide that kind of service?"
Mrs. Zhang, who was lying on the ground, wanted to jump up and hit An Nan immediately when she heard what An Nan said, but she was afraid that she would jump up. Ye Feifei knew that she was pretending, so she kept holding on. But she was not an actress after all, and she was shaking because of her anger.
Ye Feifei saw her hands.
Ye Feifei tilted her head, glanced at August meaningfully, and then said deliberately: "That's impossible to say. We don't allow artists to engage in that kind of business. But if the artist finds a man who wants to be a mistress, we can't control it.
After all, we are just an entertainment company, and those who train artists are not their biological parents."
An Nan was very smart and noticed that Ye Feifei had a purpose in speaking like this, so she immediately cooperated with Ye Feifei and said with a smile: "Then let me think about it, which brat over there has been snatched away."
Ye Feifei folded her arms and approached August. August coughed, cleared his throat, and said in a normal male voice: "An Nan, what did you say about the blue Maserati? Who is that?"
An Nan blinked and said cooperatively: "Oh, there is another guy in our club named Octopus. He has a good temper and is popular with women of his age. He is the one who has been kept by someone recently. But I heard
He said he was very close to a female artist from Guangying."
After An Nan said this, he saw that Mrs. Zhang's hand had moved. Although she inadvertently put away her fingers, her emotions had been revealed.
August also noticed Mrs. Zhang's reaction, and he also said deliberately: "Well, I remembered it when you said it. It's that Maomao. He told me a few days ago that he found a super handsome guy. He also drove a sports car to play with her.
Son, it almost made her not want to be an artist anymore, she wanted that man to support her."
"Well, it's called Maomao. It turns out that he is really a person of your light and shadow. Octopus is quite powerful. He used the old aunt's money to support female artists. Did the old aunt faint because of this incident?" An Nan said this
By the time he had already stood up.
Ye Feifei shook her head and replied seriously: "How could it be? It was because of another thing. She was in a car accident."
After saying that, Ye Feifei remembered something, looked at the front desk again, and asked softly: "Did you see clearly the car that hit her just now?"
The receptionist thought about it carefully and replied: "I saw it clearly. It's a blue Maserati."
"Pfft, could it be that her foster person hit her?" A bright-minded employee of Guangying asked with a smile.
Ye Feifei glanced at the employee, chuckled, nodded and said, "It shouldn't be so bloody."
"Why not? I've watched a lot of dramas. They're all so bloody. Maybe that little bastard even asked her to buy insurance, and then gave her a scam to make her get into a car accident, hahaha..."
The bright-minded employee made himself laugh.
Ye Feifei said nothing and continued to look at Mrs. Zhang lying on the ground.
Mrs. Zhang could hardly bear it anymore, but she hadn't gotten up yet.
Ye Feifei had to admire this woman's endurance. Even if she did this, no wonder she could live with her mistress under the same roof.
"Sister Feifei, why don't I let someone capture the Maserati first? Then we'll expose him."