The young lady's wife is a little crazy

Chapter 58 The Taste of Being Rejected
Feng Jiujiu was extremely horrified.

Does Gong Yuanbei want to be her manager?
Is it really good for you to be the manager of a hostile corporate artist?

And, that's not the point, the point is, if you act as my agent, wouldn't that scare the entire crew and investors to death?

No matter where you stand, who dares to say anything.

After finishing speaking, Gong Yuanbei stared at Feng Jiujiu, as if thinking, if you dare to be dissatisfied, if you dare to disagree, I will suck you dry.

Feng Jiujiu wanted to cry.

What is this called?

"Mr. Gong, are you usually free?"

Gong Yuanbei didn't like this address very much, and frowned, "Call me by my name."

Immediately afterwards, "Miss Gong is very busy."

Very busy, your old man will be my agent?

Feng Jiujiu really wanted to say, what are you supposed to do, don't come and make trouble with her, a small shrimp in the entertainment industry, she's tired and doesn't love her.

"Gong, Mr. Gong Yuanbei, I think the matter of the manager is still..."

At this moment, Feng Jiujiu's cell phone rang.

It was Xi Xiaonan, the screenwriter of "Blood Race".

She raised her phone, showed Gong Yuanbei the incoming call alert, and answered it directly.

Since attending the opening banquet last time, she has more contacts with Xi Xiaonan.

We will often discuss some things about the script.

"Xiao Jiu, I heard that you don't have an agent yet, so I'll introduce you to one, do you want to?"

"Yes!" Feng Jiujiu almost didn't think about it, and answered very straightforwardly.

Xi Xiaonan's phone call was completely timely, it came too timely.

Answering the phone here did not avoid Gong Yuanbei, with his ear strength, he could hear clearly.

Seeing Feng Jiujiu readily agreed, his face suddenly darkened.

After answering the phone, Feng Jiujiu looked at Gong Yuanbei with some embarrassment, "Gong, Mr. Yuanbei, a friend just arranged for a screenwriter, so..."

The surrounding temperature turned a little colder in an instant, Feng Jiujiu risked being frozen into ice cubes, and continued, "So, don't bother you."

Gong Yuanbei was angry, this girl would rather have an unfamiliar manager than him who just recommended herself.

He has lived for endless years, and he has always rejected others. When has he been rejected?

On her, he tried what it means to be frustrated.

"Xiao Miao, let's go back."

He suddenly lost his temper, Feng Jiujiu didn't dare to touch it.

He wondered in his heart, she just rejected him as a manager, why was he so angry with Mao?

Could it be that the big boss really wants to try to give people the feeling of being a manager?

Just as Gong Xiaomiao was about to say goodbye to Feng Jiujiu, her whole small body was lifted up, but before she could say anything, her eyes blurred and she went back to the villa directly.

Gong Shijin was muttering to himself in the villa while eating instant noodles, when he saw two people suddenly appearing, he almost threw the instant noodles away in fright.

"Damn, I said Yuanbei, you don't have to give the chef at home a holiday if you go out to eat with Xiao Miaomiao. When I woke up, I didn't even stutter."

He found this pack of instant noodles in the servant's room.

He still wanted to complain, but found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the father and son.

"Father, what do you mean, you brought me back before I said goodbye to Xiao Jiujiu." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, how could his father be so rude.

Gong Yuanbei turned coldly and didn't bother to answer him, so he turned and went to the study.

Gong Xiaomiao yelled loudly behind her, her small face was filled with three large characters of unhappy.

Gong Shijin was holding instant noodles, squatting beside Xiao Miaomiao and asked, "Little Miaomiao, what is your father doing?"

"Hmph, I'm in a bad mood to be rejected."

What?
Rejected?

"Xiao Jiujiu?"

The only person he could think of was Feng Jiujiu.

(End of this chapter)