The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Lou Junxu couldn't find any way to confront Jiang Peizhou for a while, and in the first round, Lou Junxu was at a disadvantage.

Jiang Peizhou handed over a handkerchief and asked with concern, "Are you choked?"

Shen Qiaoyin took it, wiped it, and put it on the table, "No."

I don’t understand why Lou Junxu is having an epileptic seizure and why he suddenly becomes irritated with others.

After lunch, Shen Qiaoyin was very satisfied and Jiang Peizhou's face was full of smiles. Only Lou Junxu stared at the backs of the two with a gloomy expression, feeling depressed and unable to express it.

The man's sense of crisis made Lou Junxu feel hostile towards Jiang Peizhou. Why did they have to have dinner together?

Jiang Peizhou must have intentions towards Shen Qiaoyin!

On the way Lou Junxu sent her back, he bluntly told her to be careful of Jiang Peizhou.

"Director Jiang has a good reputation and doesn't use any unspoken rules. Why are you worried about him?" Shen Qiaoyin became rebellious. What should he be worried about? He should be the one to be worried about.

"I am a man, I understand men's minds..." Lou Junxu's words were not very pleasing.

"Isn't it just a few more pounds of flesh? You understand my thoughts, you understand my thoughts. You are really an understanding brother, okay?" Shen Qiaoyin sneered and deliberately stabbed him: "Director Jiang is so handsome. If he is interested, he would be a good boyfriend. I like him very much..."

"Shen Qiaoyin——" Lou Junxu was extremely angry.

"What are you yelling about? You seem to have a very loud voice..." Shen Qiaoyin rolled his eyes, not taking Lou Junxu seriously at all.

Lou Junxu was overwhelmed by a feeling of powerlessness. The veins on his arms that were gripping the steering wheel were exposed. The depression in his heart accumulated layer by layer, and he was about to explode with anger.

"Your Highness, you are so mean. Look how angry you are. Your face is almost blue." Xiao Jiu glanced at Lou Junxu's expression and said it to His Highness.

"Oh~" When Shen Qiaoyin got home, the first thing she did was to turn on the air conditioner and lie on the sofa. Little kid Shen Muyu was on vacation, so she took the watermelon from the kitchen refrigerator and carefully fed it to her with a toothpick.

"Sister, be careful with the toothpick~" Shen Muyu had already tuned in to the variety show and was busy massaging her legs. He smiled like a puppy and said, "Sister, how is the strength? Is it comfortable?"

"Well, sure..." Shen Qiaoyin lived the life of the boss at home. With his aunt cooking in front of him and his younger brother running errands behind him, his life was so comfortable.

Xiao Jiu was so jealous, "Your Highness, when will you let me out?"

It can't wait to enjoy life with His Highness. Air conditioning, refrigerator, fruits, these days are so beautiful.

"Wait until summer vacation." Shen Qiaoyin was planning to use this to motivate little Shen Muyu.

"Xiao Yu, as long as you get first place in the final exam and get praised by the teacher in piano class, I will buy you a pet." Shen Qiaoyin's eyes lit up when she looked at her adorable brother, and she pounded her legs even harder.

"Sister, is it true?" Shen Muyu was extremely excited. When his parents were still alive, he wanted to have a pet, but his parents were gone now and his sister was having a hard time, so he didn't want to cause any more trouble for her.

"Really? So you have to work hard." Shen Qiaoyin encouraged Shen Muyu. Shen Muyu's big eyes lit up with fighting spirit, and his little head was like pounding garlic. "Yeah, I'll work hard!"

Shen Qiaoyin informed He Ruo that she was going to act in Director Jiang's play. The soprano voice on the other end of the phone pierced the sky, "What? Shen Qiaoyin, you are amazing, you have made it, ah ah ah——"

He Ruo was dancing with joy, while the two artists beside her were jealous. They both heard Sister He say that Shen Qiaoyin was going to join Director Jiang's crew. How biased! Sister He had such good resources, but she didn't recommend them to go. Aren't their acting skills better than Shen Qiaoyin's?

What's so special about Shen Qiaoyin? Isn't it just that pretty face?

But if I don’t have the acting skills, I’m afraid Director Jiang will scold me to death, right?

By then, the whole network will be blackening them. Being black and popular is also popular. As long as they are popular, they can make money. They will feel unbalanced.

"Sister He, you are really biased. Why can Shen Qiaoyin go to Director Jiang's crew, but we can only go to a small crew..." The two looked at each other and expressed their dissatisfaction.

He Ruo's smile remained unchanged, but it faded a little: "Do you also think that I am biased and gave more resources to Shen Qiaoyin?"

"Sister He, I don't mean that. What I mean is that they are all artists under your management. Even if we can't treat them equally, we should at least compete fairly, right?" another person spoke up. This person didn't listen to advice. He felt that his natural appearance was not good-looking, so he had plastic surgery. As a result, he was eliminated from several roles because people wanted his natural face. Although it's not important, but these days, it's good to have a chance to act.

"Oh, I'm biased. Don't you think that if I really had that ability, wouldn't I have used the back door to get you two into the crew long ago?"

"Who is Director Jiang? Who is Director Zhao? If I could interfere with them, would I be your agent?" He Ruo started to mock.

"Shen Qiaoyin got the role herself, with her own resources and connections... If I were biased, wouldn't I have made her famous by myself a long time ago?"

"There are so many awesome directors in the industry. Do you think I have omnipotence? I can just give an order and all those big directors will come running to me and offer me roles?"

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?" He Ruo was staring at the nose and chin of another girl and was angry. "Didn't I give you the resources? You guys just ruined it. Are you blaming me?"

"Blame me for not stopping you from getting plastic surgery?"

"Am I your father or your mother? You don't even eat the food in front of you, and you expect me to feed you?" He Ruo felt that she had put in a lot of effort and had not given up on anyone, but these ungrateful people blamed her.

Ha ha!

If the company hadn't assigned these arrogant artists to her, she would have thought of helping them, but in the end, their kindness was taken for granted.

In that case, she quits!

Anyway, Shen Qiaoyin is worth ten of them, so it’s better to just take care of her alone.

He Ruo understood that some people were jealous by nature and might even stab their own people in the back.

When Shen Qiao Yin becomes famous in the future, the artists under her will probably use Shen Qiao Yin's fame to gain popularity, and may even provoke a fight.

The two of them looked extremely unhappy, and what made them even more panicked was that they were notified by the company the next day that they had changed their agents.

The two of them complained in their hearts, it was just a complaint or two, was it necessary to hold such a grudge and even give up on them!

Just wait and see how He Ruo regrets when they become famous!

He Ruo couldn't help laughing when she saw the two former artists sending her boastful messages.

Ah!

I'm afraid they were deceived?

There is still a possibility that her big dream will come true, but agent Liu only promotes anyone who has potential.

These two people have no connections, no resources, and no background. It's simply a joke when you think about it.

After Shen Qiaoyin learned about it, "Sister He, you should have done this a long time ago. Before, they followed you and I couldn't say anything. Those two complained and even said bad things about you in front of other colleagues..."

They thought He Ruo was incompetent, but they thought she was pretty, so they wanted He Ruo to find some big shots to rely on.

But He Ruo would not do such a shameful thing.

This would not only bury their beauty, but also cut off their shortcuts.