The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 41 The Canary of the Gold Master [3]

As soon as she left Xingming Entertainment, the phone rang like crazy. She saw that it was the manager Wang Meng calling.

Cut it off neatly, pull black.

She glanced at the original owner's account, and there was a little money left, about [-] yuan, tsk... It was obviously not enough to build a laboratory.

So the top priority now is to make money.

She is short of money.

So she remembered the occupation of the original owner.

Celebrities...should make a lot of money, right?

She took out a black and gold business card from her pocket, shook it casually, and looked at the string of numbers on it.

This came from Yun Mo's desk just now.

Before she could dial, an unfamiliar number called. She glanced at her and sneered slightly.

This yin and yang manager is still haunted.

But this time she was not in a hurry to cut it off, and pressed the answer button unhurriedly, with a lazy and charming voice, "...Hello? Who is it?"

The person on the other side seemed to be silent for a moment, then turned to disdain and said: "Shen Lang, you dare to hang up on my phone? Are you blocking me?"

"Broker Wang, don't you take good care of Ms. Meng who is heartbroken and crying, and call me, is it a sex change?"

Wang Meng choked and said with a sneer, "You know what! Qingtan is innocent, and she didn't say a word after being bullied like this by you. If I didn't see the chat records on her mobile phone, I wouldn't know that you did such a thing behind your back! "

Shen Fushui smiled lightly, with a soft and soft voice, "Then you regret taking me back then, don't you...?"

Wang Meng subconsciously felt something was wrong.

If it was normal, this woman would have quarreled with him long ago, how could she be so slow?

"Where are you?" Wang Meng asked coldly.

Shen Fushui slightly raised his delicate eyebrows, glanced up, and smiled with red lips: "Xingming, 43rd floor."

Alarm bells rang in Wang Meng's heart, and he was terrified, "What are you doing there!"

"You...don't care about me?" Shen Lang rolled his eyes gracefully, said with a smile, and hung up the phone.

Tsk tut in my heart.

Some people can't get used to it.

No, it's all out of habit.

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Wang Meng was hung up, and he didn't come back to himself until a sonorous and forceful beep came from the receiver.

His complexion was extremely ugly.

A soft, glutinous and cowardly voice suddenly sounded beside him, saying, "Brother Meng...are you making things difficult for Ms. Shen for me?"

Wang Meng's eyebrows turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't pay attention to her, this is the punishment she deserves, and you don't need to intercede for her."

Sitting beside her was a fair and well-behaved girl with big almond eyes, collagen all over her face, and baby fat on her face, which made people love her when she saw it.

Her eye sockets were slightly swollen and her nose was flushed. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.

"Although that role is my dream... But since Ms. Shen got it, I wish her well. It's because I don't have the strength..."

The girl's soft voice dropped again, she sniffed her nose hard and rubbed her eyes, as if trying to hold back her tears.

Wang Meng's heart softened, and he comforted him: "Everyone can see your dedication, you worked so hard to prepare for the audition of this role, but Shen Lang who broke out halfway took it away with unclean means. , you can swallow it, and I won't let her go easily!"

Meng Qingtan lowered his head and said nothing.

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Shen Lang returned to the original owner's residence. It was a small and exquisite apartment, very suitable for girls to live in.
Shen Lang doesn't like this kind of arrangement very much, she prefers elegant and grand ones.

There are two pairs of slippers in the entrance, one pair is the original owner's own, and the other is what the manager Wang Meng often wears when he comes here.

Shen Lang took out a few pieces of paper, and gracefully and gently picked up the pair of slippers that did not belong to him, and then casually threw them into the trash can with a "snap".

She made her way to the kitchen, dialing the number.

The phone was connected quickly, and an indifferent and magnetic voice came, "...Hello?"

"Can you hear my voice?" Shen Lang gently blew fairy air into the microphone.

Yun Mo frowned slightly, and glanced at the display on the phone, "Shen Lang...? How come you have my private number?"

"Of course I tried numbers one by one... I signed the contract, and you didn't give me my contact information, so I had to guess..." Shen Lang's red lips curved brightly, his voice was aggrieved, but his face was playful and lazy, "Yun You won't blame me for disturbing you...?"

If Yun Mo believed her, he would be either stupid or crazy.

He also no longer pursued how she found out, but said indifferently: "If you guessed it, just keep it."

(End of this chapter)