"Hey, what do you mean? Do you dare to say that we are just trying to gain fame? Little girl, you haven't heard of how strong we are in this industry."
Wilson was so angry at Tang Kexin's words that he put his hands on his hips and seemed ready to quarrel.
Tang Kexin ignored the fat man and looked at Mr. Qi, "I shouldn't have said anything wrong, right?"
Mr. Qi's eyes narrowed into a thin line, looking like a fox, but there was a deep anger hidden in his eyes.
There are some things that everyone knows are okay, but it is very unacceptable to say them out loud.
In particular, Mr. Qi and the others had been suppressing Mo Shichen and looked down upon him. Now they were attacked by the girls around Mo Shichen. They were extremely unhappy.
"Miss, the design world requires not only talent, but also connections. Are you sure... you can really continue here?" After Mr. Qi finished speaking, he walked towards Mo Shichen step by step.
"You know best how powerful we are in this industry. Do you really want to drag a little girl to fight against us? Mo Shichen... no matter what you do, you must think it over and understand it in advance?"
Mr. Qi started to attack mentally again. After he finished speaking, there was a sarcastic smile on his face.
Mo Shichen frowned slightly, and when he was about to say something, he saw Tang Kexin smiling.
The girl who was usually like a little white rabbit raised her eyebrows slightly at this moment and said seriously: "Sir, you may have made a mistake."
"Oh?" Mr. Qi heard the sound and looked back at Tang Kexin, "What's wrong?"
"My studio is not without connections." Tang Kexin smiled.
Since they bully others, don't blame her for using her power to bully others and put pressure on them.
"What connections?" Mr. Qi looked at Tang Kexin with interest.
In his eyes, Tang Kexin was just a frail little girl, who at most had a little money. If there were real people, it would be impossible.
Tang Kexin saw his disdain and said with a smile: "Forgetting anything else, our family's spokesperson for the first year is Yang Nuo."
Upon hearing the word Yang Nuo, Mr. Qi and even Wilson next to him were stunned.
They don't know Tang Kexin, but they know Yang Nuo, especially the name that often appears on Weibo now.
"Are you Tang Kexin?" Mr. Qi frowned slightly, his expression indistinguishable.
Tang Kexin nodded, "Yes, I am Tang Kexin, and Yang Nuo's endorsement this time is for us. In other words, we also have the support of the Xiao family behind us."
"Haha...how is that possible?" Wilson didn't want to believe it and glanced at Tang Kexin.
But Mr. Qi looked ugly, "Is Yang Nuo really the spokesperson of your family?"
This question was not asked to Tang Kexin, but to Mo Shichen.
Mo Shichen nodded, "Yes."
Mr. Qi was stunned for a moment. He touched his chin and locked his eyes on Tang Kexin.
One second.
Two seconds.
…
More than thirty seconds passed.
Mr. Qi then said: "Miss Tang, I was impulsive just now. I hope you understand. I also don't want to see newcomers encounter difficulties in this industry."
Tang Kexin suppressed a smile, with a look of disbelief.
This man definitely doesn't mean that well.
"With Yang Nuo as your spokesperson, your studio really doesn't have to worry too much. After all, it has its own traffic. But..." Mr. Qi paused and looked at Mo Shichen.
"Ms. Tang, are you sure you want Mo Shichen to be your designer? His ability is really average, and he doesn't have any great designs.
If you keep using him, I'm afraid it will affect the brand and waste Yang Nuo's endorsement." (To be continued)