Hearing this, Song Qingyu wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, just to see who it was. After that, he didn't have a good fruit, but she glanced at it and found that this person turned out to be an old acquaintance!
It was no one else who mocked Song Qingyu. It was Su Chenjin, the old enemy she met just after she was born into Bai Qingyu's body!
As early as that model contest, Su Chenjin was signed.
She thought that she had smashed a big pie on her head, and she was so excited that she wasted her studies and didn't go to school much, so she concentrated on accepting the company's training.
What makes Su Chenjin so depressed is that the company's training is endless! Everyone is qualified to receive the announcement, but what about her
Always training, continue training, retrain...
It takes more than two years to sit on this cold bench!
Although the models under the model do not do anything, they earn a considerable amount of income every year, but who does not want to be involved in this line of business? Who doesn't want to be glamorous
Therefore, Su Chenjin is trying hard to make friends everywhere, and wants to find someone to bring herself.
No, more than half a year ago, he hooked up a second-class male model under his banner.
But Mo Beiyan had long forgotten about Su Chenjin’s existence. Mo Xichun was so busy that he naturally didn’t give any more orders to make Su Chenjin continue to be a cool bench. Therefore, Su Chenjin had room to breathe. After hooking up the male model, he also had a little work to do, and only recently did he get into and out of the group.
Today, Su Chenjin came with the male model Wang Kahn. When Song Qingyu came in, there were only two of them in the elevator.
Song Qingyu glanced at him and found that it was Su Chenjin who complained about himself. He couldn't help but feel funny, so he took the earphones off, turned his head to look at Su Chenjin, and said with a smile: "Who did I say, it turned out to be Old classmate!"
"Who is an old classmate with you!" Su Chenjin said grimly: "You from Class J, I am ashamed to say that you are a classmate with me from Class A!"
"Yeah, that's right, I was dismissed by the school later! I certainly couldn't compare to the J class!" Song Qingyu followed Su Chenjin's words.
However, Wang Kahn is not a brainless person, how could he never inquire about Bai Qing's words
You know, every time the company wins a new person, all the models under the company will pay attention to that person. Wang Kahn is no exception. He is very concerned about Bai Qingyu, who has recently been promoted. Of course, he also knows that although Bai Qingyu is a student in the last class of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, he is ranked first in the grade again!
The clever King Kahn didn't speak, and let Su Chenjin become a cockfight by himself.
After winning the fight, he can watch Bai Qingyu jokes.
If the fight is lost, it has nothing to do with Wang Kane, it's all Su Chenjin's pot!
Su Chenjin was really choked by Bai Qingyu's words: "What is so arrogant about you! If you didn't find a good man and sell it to the top of B, can you have today?"
This is ugly.
I don’t know who the person who sells B is talking about!
Song Qingyu secretly shook his head, took out the phone, pressed it a few times, and said, "So in your eyes, Mo Beiyan is the one who spends money on B? I will tell you this. Mo Beiyan listened."
When it comes to skinny things, Su Chenjin is probably not as thick as her!
If this kind of ridicule couldn't stand it, she wouldn't have to be confused long ago!
Sure enough, Su Chenjin was shocked by her cheeky, and was panicked by her low-level methods: "Bai Qingyu, you are so mean!"
Who doesn't know that Mo Beiyan is a nasty lord, if Mo Beiyan knew that she said so, she would definitely not have a foothold!
And it has been so long since she abandoned her studies, it is impossible to go back to school.
If you can't seize this opportunity now, you won't be able to turn around and live a good life in the future!
Song Qingyu sneered, and glanced over the second-class male model who was a little over 1.9 meters away, secretly scorning Su Chenjin's eyes.
What a shame to fancy such a man who can't stand up for himself!
"Su Chenjin, I have been out for so many years, so I should learn to be smart. Who can provoke and who can't be recruited, you should know in your heart!"
When the forty-sixth floor arrived, Song Qingyu stepped out after abandoning these words.
For Song Qingyu, Su Chenjin is just an episode.
However, she noticed that the second-class male model named Wang Kahn, entered Mo Xichun's office, and she asked: "Do you know all the models under her?"
Mo Xichun was a little surprised: "How is it possible! There are more than 300 male models and 400 female models under the banner. If I understand all of them, then I won't fly out of the sky?"
Song Qingyu nodded: "Well, I forgot that this is not my Song family."
The information on more than one hundred models of the Song family is all in her mind, just like a computer file.
"What's wrong? Did Wang Kane provoke you?" Mo Xichun thought of this subconsciously.
She is very aware of her future sister-in-law's ability to recruit gangsters, no matter where she goes or does anything, there are always people who want to make a gangster!
Nothing else, just because Song Qing's language is so good that it arouses the jealousy of others.
Song Qingyu shook his head and said: "He didn't recruit me, but I have to prevent him from recruiting me. Please show me his information."
Originally, the company's model information was secret. Bai Qingyu was only a model under his banner. Even if Mo Beiyan recruited him personally, he was not qualified to access other people's information.
But who is Bai Qingyu!
She is Mrs. Mo, the future hostess of the Mo family. Mo Beiyan holds her in her palm, fearing that as long as she wants, the modeling agency can give it to her. Is there anything she can't see
Therefore, Mo Xichun quickly transferred Wang Kane's information.
"Wang Kahn, twenty-five years old, 1.95 meters tall, Russian mixed blood..."
After reading all the way, this information is not very unusual, but this is a mixed race of white people and yellow race, looks and body, and it all meets international requirements, as long as he works hard enough, he should be able to play on the international stage. .
"With this information, why is he still a second-class model?" Song Qingyu looked at Mo Xichun, somewhat puzzled.
There is only the basic data of the model, but nothing else. Mo Xichun transferred another confidential file and discovered the problem: "Wang Kahn had the opportunity to be on the international stage three years ago, but before that Drunk assaulted a female model. After mediation, this matter was private, and Wang Kane paid 200,000 yuan. However, the dark history is written down here, which limits his development."
Listening to her saying this, Song Qingyu couldn't help frowning: "By the way, this is how your company operates. You know it's mouse shit, so let him stir in this pot of soup?"
Mo Xichun was amused by her description: "It feels disgusting to be said by you."
However, she also explained: "The so-called forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. There are nearly a thousand people in my model agency alone. I cannot completely veto this person because the other party has a taint. Here is the entire group controlled by my brother, and all mistakes are registered. If you don't violate a certain minefield, you won't be driven out."
Thinking that there are too many people, Song Qingyu can't control so many people, so Song Qingyu nodded in understanding, and said: "You are right, my eyes are too short."