Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 157 Get Out of the Recording Studio Immediately

On Tuesday, Qiao Yimo led a group of Class F students to do the questions and practice as usual. Seeing that the test was coming, everyone wanted to save face and dare not relax.

As a result, the IQ of the dragon, tiger, lion, and leopard, which was originally at the primary school level, has reached the junior high school level after nearly a week of hard work by Qiao Yimo.

Now junior high school papers can be made very quickly.

It can be seen that they are not incapable of IQ.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo had mobilized the people in Class F, Bai Ping felt even more relieved, and often ordered some snacks for Qiao Yimo.

Although Bai Ping still receives Liu Yan's cynicism in the office, she won't be too angry in her heart, after all, if the dog keeps catching and biting, she can't bite back.

After school that day, Qiao Yimo received a notice from the director that the second half of the MV was going to be re-shooted.

Seeing that the [-] million yuan is about to be obtained, she has no intention of retreating from the battle.

On the same day, I rushed to the recording studio.

Inside the dressing room.

With her eyes closed, Qiao Yimo lazily leaned on the stool and asked the makeup artist to help her put on the makeup.

Several makeup artists gathered together and discussed in a low voice:

"As soon as that Han Jia came here today, he vented his anger on the staff below."

"No, now everyone sees her and walks around like seeing a ghost."

"Who made her father the president of Nandu Entertainment?"

"That is, without her father, she is nothing."

"She always looks condescending and doesn't treat us as human beings at all."

Unexpectedly, amidst the discussion among the crowd, Han Jia rushed up and slapped the makeup artist hard on the face, "You bitch, your mouth is so stinky?"

She had just seen Qiao Yimo enter the make-up artist, so she peeked at her from behind the door, but she didn't expect to hear herself being sternly laughed at and discussed behind her back.

What qualifications do these sluts have to discuss her?

The make-up artist touched his swollen cheeks, turned around in aggrieved manner, and left without even getting Qiao Yimo's shape right.

When everyone heard the movement in the dressing room, they went to the crack of the door to observe secretly. Looking at Han Jia's angry face, they knew that this "God Liang Yin" might also suffer.

"What gunpowder did Han Jia take? So angry?"

"I don't know, who messed with her again?"

"This "Master Liang Yin" seems to be withdrawn."

"I heard that Han Jia went to sue her father, saying that the composer was dismissed."

"Really? How pathetic!"

"Hey, this "Great Master Liang Yin" is really real. It's not good to offend anyone, but Han Jia, so I admit it!"

Han Jia's eyes lit up when he heard the staff members chattering around the door, at least no one would dare to offend her now.

Thinking of this, she pointed at Qiao Yimo again, "You're going to get out of the recording studio soon!"

Hmph, she's going to see this vixen named Liang Yin get out of here with her own eyes today.

Qiao Yimo twitched her mouth slightly when she heard the words, and asked back, "Really?"

"Hehe, you don't know how to live or die now." Han Jia spoke confidently, with a smug look on her face.

Even her assistants echoed in order to please Han Jia: "You deserve it, who made you offend our little princess of Nandu."

"That's right, what's so great about a small song maker? Is he better than the president of Nandu Entertainment?"

"In my opinion, she doesn't have much strength at all, and she is being falsely praised as a great god of Liang Yin!"

"That's right, she's not as good as our Miss Han in terms of figure and appearance."

Listening to the flattery of her assistant, Han Jia forgot herself for a moment, and said proudly, "Hehehe, it's still too late to kneel down and beg me! Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you when the director comes."

(End of this chapter)