Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

The assistant got up and went to Ye Xue's desk to take a look, and understood why Yang Lu was making trouble?

She is well-known as a thorn in the head. Originally, she debuted early and knew a lot of contacts, but she didn't catch fire. It wasn't because she was too troublesome that the directors were afraid of her.

So of course a good script can't be found on her, so she can only be an artist in the [-]th line.

The assistant went to the waiter to order, only to find out that the crew's standard was not so high, the assistant asked Ye Xue why she had that kind of standard?

The waiter told her that she was paid by her boyfriend alone, and the situation was different.

The assistant understood. In the morning, Yexue went to the set with Big G. Everyone was guessing that she must have a backstage, and director Sansan later admitted.

She returned to Yang Lu's side and saw that she still hadn't moved her chopsticks, so she said something to her.

"Sister Yang Lu, your standard is already the standard of a leading actor, hurry up and eat!"

"I want Ye Xue's standard."

The assistant shook his head and whispered.

"That's what her boyfriend paid for her alone, not the crew, so we can only use this standard."

Yang Lu was so angry that she got up suddenly, she had to find out, who is the new producer?She had to go and talk to him.

She can't stand this kind of anger.

Yang Lu, who has always been arrogant, has never loved this kind of anger. In the past, the producers of the plays she took on were all dealt with, so she was also offered in the crew.

Unlike today's situation, changing investors is troublesome.

Yang Lu waited in the lobby on the first floor until Sansan entered the door, then she got up suddenly and ran towards her.

"Director, you are finally back."

Sansan glanced at her lightly, "What's the matter?"

Yang Lu took her arm, "I just want to ask, who is the new producer? Or an investor, I want to meet."

Sansan understood her intentions, which drama she would not engage in such tricks, thinking that relying on her youth, she would sleep with those people.

She probably won't be able to do it this time, but she has a high vision.

Seeing Sansan looking at her like that, she didn't care, and she didn't think that Sansan was so disgusting that he actually liked women and got involved with Ye Xue.

But when it comes to Ye Xue, it's disgusting, men and women take it all, and it's several times worse than her.

So she was full of confidence in front of Sansan, and she didn't feel that she had anything at all?She raised her head and looked proud.

"Director, I'm female 2, and it's normal to meet producers or investors, isn't it?"

She shook Sansan's hand, Sansan couldn't take it anymore.

Take a business card out of your bag.

"This is the producer's business card, but I don't know if he is here or not."

Yang Lu happily hugged her, "Thank you director!"

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the second floor, "Hurry up and eat! There are so many delicious food prepared for Ye Xue, so hurry up and eat!"

Sometimes when I think about it, women still understand women better than men. Looking at Sansan's relationship with Ye Xue, I really envy her to death.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so eager to find a backer. With the producer's preference, her life will be easier in the future.And judging by the specifications of this time, it is a big production, the producer must be very rich.

If she hugs this big tree, her stardom will be bright in the future.

Thinking of this, she went to the elevator. After returning to the room, she couldn't wait to make a call. The voice of a young man answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Hello, is this Mr. Long?"

"Yes, who are you?"

Long Si was by Feng Zang's side. He had a dinner today, and he was sitting next to him.

When Yang Lu heard such a young voice, she felt more and more that she had something to play. The previous fundraisers were old men, or middle-aged men from the Mediterranean, and she finally met a handsome young man.