From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 308 - : 141 Recording (an update)_2
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Chapter 308: 141 Recording (an update)_2
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“You? Not qualified enough.” The man held up his middle finger and shook it, his attitude extremely contemptuous. fr𝐞𝐞𝚠e𝗯𝗻ovel.c𝐨m
Huang Chao was so angry that smoke seemed to rise from his head, “Are all the newcomers so arrogant now? Where did this brat come from, daring to act rampant in front of me? I know what your company is up to, so don’t even think about it.”
It was as if the other party had heard a tall tale, laughing exaggeratedly, and glanced at Huang Chao obliquely, “I should be the one to say that to you. Take care of your own artist. If I find out that you dare to have any ideas about my artists, I’ll tear down your lair.”
Without giving Huang Chao a chance to catch his breath, a business card was thrown out through the window and landed at Huang Chao’s feet.
“Contact my driver for compensation within three days. If you miss the deadline, you’ll bear the consequences. Let’s go.”
As soon as the words fell, the car window closed, and it sped away, soon disappearing into the mountain road.
Huang Chao was dumbfounded. What did she say? My artist coveted her artist?
“Pah, keep dreaming! Newcomers nowadays are so arrogant it’s ridiculous. How dare you speak up in front of me, Huang Grandpa! Qu Feitai coveting your artist? That’s like the sun rising in the west.”
Huang Chao, cursing and muttering, picked up the business card at his feet. On it, in big gilded letters, were the words Unspeakable Entertainment Company, Manager Qing Zheng, and a string of phone numbers below.
“Unspeakable Entertainment Company? Pah, what a small, broken company, just wait and go bankrupt.”
‘IWvo female producers and two photographers were nervously and eagerly waiting at the entrance of the village.
No one expected that the director would actually invite Qu Feitai. When the news arrived, the whole crew was shocked.
Who was Qu Feitai? The current top popular artist in the entertainment industry, a talented young king of music, a walking hot search. Qu Feitai was good at everything, but he didn’t like to go on variety shows. He had rejected countless invitations from different programs. A few months ago, he finally made an appearance on a variety show in the form of a VCR, but due to Zheng Qing’s ban, that episode never aired.
So, people have said if someone could invite Qu Feitai to a variety show, the crew would have burned incense to get such good luck.
Both female producers glared at each other; they both wanted to be with Qu Feitai. But in the end, the director chose Li Yiyi, and Lu Xinyu could only take care of the new artist. The difference was huge. Lu Xinyu was unhappy about it, but who told Li Yiyi to have a relative in television as a Master?
Seeing a tall and thin silhouette appear at the entrance of the village, Li Yiyi’s eyes lit up. She signaled to the photographer to follow closely.
Lu Xinyu looked enviously at the approaching Male God, with astonishment covering her growing jealousy.
This was Qu Feitai, a beautiful young man with a perfect body proportion, a cold and cool temperament. As he approached, he was like walking hormones that charmed everyone.
Thinking that Li Yiyi could have close contact with Qu Feitai for three days while she could only deal with some unknown newcomer, Lu Xinyu felt sour.
“Mr. Qu, hello, I am your producer Li Yiyi. If you have any problems during the shooting of the program, you can tell me. I’ll help you solve the problems and liaise with the crew.” Li Yiyi suppressed her excitement and spoke calmly. The young man responded with a “mmm” and strode past her towards the village.
So cold and cool, so full of personality, a single ‘mmm’ was worth a thousand words of sexy charm.
Li Yiyi excitedly trailed after him, winking triumphantly at Lu Xinyu as she passed, angering Lu Xinyu to clench her fists.
The sun was now high in the sky, where was this newcomer? Already acting in such a high-profile manner before her fame.
Just as Lu Xinyu was scolding in her heart, the photographer pointed to a ridge in the nearby field, “Here she comes.”
Lu Xinyu looked up to see a wisp of morning light cut through the fog, revealing the picturesque scenery of green hills and clear waters.
In the painting, a young girl in white was walking slowly, unhurried and calm. Her white skirt brushed over the grass and wildflowers, wet with the morning dew. On the skirt, faint silver sparks shimmered under the sunlight.
Though her steps weren’t slow, she was in front of Lu Xinyu in just a few breaths.
Suddenly, Lu Xinyu felt that the sunlight above her head was even more glaring.
“Hello, I am Ming Jing.” The young girl approached, her ethereal and soft voice like a dream, completely calming Lu Xinyu’s nerves.
Lu Xinyu found herself frozen, unable to return to the present. The girl did not urge her, her expression showing no impatience, just patiently and gently looking at her.
It wasn’t until the photographer nudged her that Lu Xinyu suddenly snapped back to reality. Her face flushed red and she stuttered, “Y-you hello, I am your producer Lu Xinyu. You can find me if you have any problems during the
recording..”
