Jian Ning, an 18th-tier young actor, had the highlight of her acting career not in front of the camera, but in the office of the group president, pretending to be the missing wealthy female president. Agent: "Ning Ning, this is your last chance! If the performance is successful, the sky-high liquidated damages will be written off. If the performance fails, we will hold a group and talk cross talk under the overpass." Jian Ning looked at herself in the mirror who looked exactly like the real CEO, gritted her teeth, and signed the "deed of sale." From then on, she jumped repeatedly on the edge of the Shura Field every day. Facing a group of cunning directors, she is as stable as an old dog on the outside, but crazy on the inside @"The Self-cultivation of Actors": Help! What does this business term mean? ! Faced with the arrogance of her competitors, her aura was at full strength and she frequently uttered golden sentences. When she turned around, she hid in the bathroom and sent a voice message to her best friend: Was he scolding me just now? Am I right to argue? Waiting online, urgent! The most terrible thing is the handsome vice president, Jiang Yu, who makes people and gods angry. In front of others, he is the most capable right-hand man, calm and self-possessed, and extremely capable. Behind the scenes, he always stared at her with his deep eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "Mr. Qin, you... Seem to have changed a lot recently." Jian Ning: TAT Don't ask, it means that you have studied abroad and your style has changed. Jiang Yu: "Oh? Really? Then can you explain why you, a person allergic to peanuts, ate Kung Pao Chicken so deliciously yesterday?" Jian Ning: "..." Help! This play is getting harder and harder to perform! It was agreed that it was just a formality, but why did it feel like I was being involved in it all? ! **Label:
