The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 104 Die, little bugs (2)
Gao Yuanming laughed softly, his chest vibrated slightly: "Hehe, yes, Milan is an artist brought out by you. You should know what she is like best."

The woman supported the frame of the mirror, did not speak, and looked at Milan from a distance with contempt.

No one would have thought that such an unattractive, old-fashioned and strict woman is the hottest ace agent in the industry and the real pillar of Time Brokerage Company. Her name has long been forgotten, but can be remembered The only thing that remains unchanged is the S that represents the highest honor.

Bingyttrium once faced her, but ended in a disastrous defeat. This woman's keen insight and strong judgment will definitely allow her to bring out the best entertainers.

It's just that time will change, and people will also change.

Standing on the high platform, Milan looked at the assistant's suggestive eyes, and scenes of Lemon Company flashed in his mind.

There is no intrigue, no hypocrisy of fighting for power and profit, and there are only gags and getting along with friends.

The manager who brought himself out of the sea of ​​misery, the manager with a more beautiful face than an artist but a calm atmosphere.

This time, it's time to choose again.

If it was normal, Milan could abandon Lemon Company without hesitation and choose another home. At this moment, she hesitated.

"Miss Milan..." the assistant reminded in a low voice, the anger that was brewing among the fans became more and more intense, they almost swarmed onto the stage holding the inflatable sticks in their hands.

Milan smiled slightly, but suddenly made up his mind.

"Dear fans and friends, you have to be patient when dealing with beauties."

Milan talked in style, holding a swaying skirt with one hand and standing at the golden section point of the platform, and the smiles of spring and rain on the big screen gradually soothed the restless hearts of the audience.

"Where is Miss Dong?"

"Why haven't you appeared yet?"

Although he was still asking questions, his words were quite polite. Milan took a deep breath and tried his best to control the atmosphere of the scene.

"There are still 10 minutes before the start of the game, not to mention being late is a woman's privilege, you male fans should have a deep understanding of this." Milan blinked as he said, she looked like a naughty child dressed in a mature woman , handed over a knowing smile.

Most of the fans in the arena were male fans. Thinking of the dilly-dallying every time their girlfriends went out, many people died down.

However, under the suggestion of Gao Yuanming, the unstable factors mixed in it began to emerge.

"Dong Meng is like this, is it to shake everyone here?"

"No matter how the game is, at least people must be there. Don't many of us, and those stars, just wait for her alone?"

Milan's eyes searched the field, and happened to meet the eyes of S in the distance.

A faint, disdainful look.

Milan's smile grew brighter.

"In that case, let's ask this handsome and gentlemanly Mr. Letter Luo, are you willing to forgive Miss Dong for being late?"

The star who was named touched his nose, and had no choice but to say: "You have said that, what else can I say? After all, every man should have the privilege of forgiving women for being late."

As soon as this sentence was said, all the men present died down.

They don't want to be seen as ungentlemenly.

Milan cleverly used the gender difference to silence the restless fans, Gao Yuanming gritted his teeth bitterly.

"This little brat has grown up."

S said coldly: "In this regard, she has always been very talented, but it's a pity that I didn't see her talent for seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages today."

Gao Yuanming was even more annoyed by this sentence as a mockery of Milan.

"Back when you betrayed our company, you were very quick. You didn't look back when you patted your ass. Now you are fighting against the enemy. Damn it, when the Lemon Company goes down, I don't think there is any place that dares to want this little slut."

S didn't speak, but stared at Milan with flickering eyes.

A good agent can not only control the artist in the itinerary and contract, but also can subtly make the artist believe in the manager.

Just like a disabled person who is used to a wheelchair, even if he suddenly can stand up one day, it will be difficult to get out of the wheelchair.

"If Dongmeng has a chance to break the game this time, I would like to try my hand with her."

As soon as this remark came out, Gao Yuanming couldn't help frowning.

"Such a little girl is worth your shot?"

The senior executives in the company all understand that the core of Time is not Gao Yuanming, but the S in front of him. This woman has many diehard big names under her command. If one day she quits, Time will collapse in half.

At the beginning, the reverse flow company was almost keeping pace with time, and it was Gao Yuanming who paid a huge price to beg S to take action, laying the foundation for reverse flow's demise.

Dong Meng's skills are certainly good, but in Gao Yuanming's eyes, they are far inferior to S. He never thought that this woman would condescend to make a move for a little girl.

S glanced at Gao Yuanming, and said slowly: "At least, she made you suffer a lot."

Does this imply that he is not even as good as a little girl?Gao Yuanming was depressed, but he had nothing to do with the person in front of him, so he could only keep silent and look towards the field.

Although Milan stabilized the audience for the time being, he just stopped the boiling water.

Irritable emotions can be suppressed for a while, and if Dongmeng does not show up for a long time, the anger will burst after the rebound.

While Milan was joking with many stars, digging out the news that the public wanted to know, a pair of beautiful eyes kept drifting to the changing room, secretly praying for Dongmeng's appearance.

Feng Ling looked at the field, his eyes were firm, and the tie that had only appeared in Parisian fashion was lifted by the breeze, and worry was hidden on his indifferent face.

She will show up, she will.

Because she is Dongmeng, the woman he identified.

The phone vibrated, and Feng Ling slowly put it to his ear, that Feng Chu's voice contained imperceptible sarcasm.

"My dear brother, it looks like you are very nervous."

Feng Chu stood by the window, and beside him was a high-magnification telescope. From here, he could see Feng Ling's handsome facial features, including any subtle facial movements.

"You did it?" Feng Ling went straight to the point, with a calm tone.

"Xiao Ling, many things need evidence to speak for themselves. For example, how can you prove that I did this?"

"You think I'm doomed?" Feng Ling's eyebrows became more and more serious, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with frost.

Seeing Feng Ling's expression, the director who wanted to urge the scene shut up decisively, and took a few steps back.

"Isn't the situation very obvious now?" Feng Chu looked at his watch and said with a pleasant smile, "There is still one minute, you don't really believe in miracles, my dear brother, after all these years, you are still so stupid."

(End of this chapter)