Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    Song Jianyin saw her not answering for a long time, thinking that it was true, she became more serious: "Our Song family can't bully others, do you understand?"

      Permanent residency, isn't it beautiful.

    Song Jianyin looked at her sister's slap in the face, and when she became obedient, it reminded her of her younger sister, who was beautiful like a doll.

    Remembering that her sister has been alone all these years abroad, Song Jianyin is still soft-hearted.

    "You said you wanted to enter the entertainment industry, I agreed."

    Song Jianzhi: Huh?

    She looked bewildered.

    Song Jianyin picked up a thick file bag and handed it to her. Seeing that it could press the brick-thick file at the top, you could see Song Jianyin's affection for her sister degree.

    Song Jianzhi stretched out his hand to take it, and at the same time had crazy memories in his mind.

    Song Jianyin wrote lightly: "This is the information of the entertainment company at home. You have just returned to China and want to play in the entertainment industry. You can. There are new scripts from several directors. You can choose one. Pick, they will give the Song family a face."

    Song Jianzhi returned to his room with the document bag, only to find out from the memory of half a month ago that the original owner asked his sister to send him into the entertainment industry.

    And there was no mention of this matter in the book. Song Jianzhi did not debut. I think it was because Song Jianyin pinched the back of the neck, so she could only honestly bully others.

    Song Jianzhi thumped himself on the waist and said, "Am I opening a branch of the entertainment industry?"

    The system kindly said: "The host has the right to choose independently, and the fate is ever-changing. The original development of the small world can only be used as a reference."

    Song Jianzhi nodded, put down the file bag and went to take a good bath.

    While washing, she was chatting with the system, her tone was distressed mixed with showing off: "Can that be called a bath with Sister Mingxu last night? Ah? It's called playing in the water at most."

    The system looked at a bunch of mosaics and compared loudly, and immediately offered a panda head emoji: You can shut up now.jpg

    Song Jianzhi hummed a song to wash the vain, went back to bed to make up for a sleep, and slept directly until after 1 o'clock in the afternoon before waking up, refreshed and went downstairs for food.

    The nanny has prepared her favorite dishes for Song Jianzhi.

    Song Jianzhi is not a picky eater, she eats very happily, but she just didn’t see Song Jianyin, only when I asked Uncle Li did she know that Song Jianyin went to the company after seeing him in the morning.

    My sister is really busy.

    Since my sister can, so can my sister.

    Get to work!

    Song Jianzhi was full and sat on the reclining chair on the small balcony to open the file bag comfortably.

    At the top is an information about an entertainment company. Song Jianzhi remembers that the Song family business started out, and it involved many aspects. The entertainment industry is not particularly prominent.

    But Song Jianzhi took a closer look.

    She said uncertainly: "Is Xinghan one of the three companies that compete with Mingxu's company?"

    The system confirmed: "Yes, Xiwang, Bole and Xinghan are the three domestic entertainment giants, and Mingxu is now a Xiwang artist."

    Song Jianzhi said thoughtfully: "No wonder Wei Xiao in the book forced Ming Xu to quit Xinghan after taking over the Song family's business."

    In the information, the personal contact information of the company's top management and several gold brokers is readily available. Song Jianzhi turned it over and put it down. She lost her mobile phone and asked Uncle Li to make it up. Can't contact home.

    Song Jianzhi picked up the script, there were three books in total, and she was instantly attracted by the middle one after lining it up: "Huh! Isn't this Bai Yueguang from Sister Mingxu?"

    "Unbelief is Missing" is the last adaptation of the film and television drama by the famous writer Hu Lao. The reason why Mingxu became recognized as Bai Yueguang in Mingxu's career is because Mingxu himself liked Hu Lao's works very much, and he missed this film and television drama because of the schedule.

    The other is that Mr. Hu also mentioned in a later interview that when he was casting a role, he felt that Mingxu was the most suitable for the role of the heroine because of his appearance and temperament. Actress He Xilan, there is a sense of regret in her words.

    Needless to say, the female protagonist's career failure must be caused by the male protagonist and the female supporting cast.

    Song Jianzhi recalled the plot, picked up the script called "Unbelief and No Destiny", and said deeply: "My chance to perform has come, Song Jianzhi, rush the duck."

    Mingxu called his assistant Li Man to bring his clothes to change and then went to the company.

    Xiwang occupied an entire building, she walked into the company wearing a white suit, her shawl and long hair was draped over her shoulders, her eyes were pale, her lips were nude, and her brows were cold. Don't look away, keep your posture straight.

    Simply walking by, the front desk and colleagues who are used to seeing big and small stars can't help but keep silent and breathe lighter.

    The office of the agent Pei Zishu.

    Ming Xu knocked on the door, Pei Zishu was talking on the phone in a low voice, and only looked up when he saw her coming.

    "Sister Pei." Li Man first greeted him honestly, helped Ming Xu to sit down, and graciously brought a glass of white water.

    Pei Zishu glanced at them, finally explained something, hung up the phone, opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong?"

    Ming Xu drank water quietly, Li Man pretended not to know: "It's nothing."

    "Don't come." Pei Zishu glared at her.

    "Don't try to deceive me." Pei Zishu said firmly.

    Li Man was trembling, difficult, did Sister Pei already know?

    God knows that when she saw the messy bed when she went to the hotel to pick up her entertainer in the morning, her old face turned red.

    Sister Mingxu, who has always devoted her life to performing arts, has become a meat eater!

    Ming Xu leaned back leisurely, nodded his chin towards Pei Zishu, and asked her, "What do you know?"

    Pei Zishu shook his phone: "Since last night, someone has sent me a message, and more than a dozen WeChat groups have exploded, saying that you are entangled by that eldest miss of the Song family. "

    "It's a society ruled by law now, so I don't dare to do anything to you. But why don't you reply to the message, and the phone is turned off?"

    Mingxu said without changing his face: "There is no electricity."

    Pei Zishu: "In short, it's fine, compared to those female stars who are targeting you, you should bear with this eldest lady who grew up in the cornucopia of the God of Wealth, anyway, you don't like Wei Xiao, In the past, she heard the wind and the rain when she was abroad, but now she has come back to the country for a long time and she will understand-"

     Pei Zishu babbled, turned his head and saw that Li Man's face was white and red, very lively, and said strangely: "Xiaoman?"

    Ming Xu glanced at Li Man.

    Li Man shook his head: "Nothing, nothing."

    Pei Zishu's eyes circled around Ming Xu and Li Man, and asked suspiciously, "Did Song Jianzhi really bully you?"

    Ming Xu didn't know what to think, so he chuckled and said, "No."

    Pei Zishu is skeptical.

    Li Man's heart is like a dog.

    Sister Pei, you guessed the wrong direction!

    Miss Song may have prostituted your artist!

    The author has something to say:  The name of the script "Don't Believe Me" comes from a large-scale dress-up game Sword San a pendant.

    Pendant name: how much sorrow. Letter in yellow letters: Thousands of obstacles, unbelief and no luck.

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