Effective PR [Entertainment]

Xiang Ning has four mobile phones, which are never turned off 24 hours a day. No matter what scandals arise among the company's artists, she will solve them perfectly as soon as possible. Idol's love affair exposed, actors having night parties with wealthy businessmen, changing clothes on the red carpet, being forced to sing out of tune... How could such a trivial matter as whitewashing peace stump a gold medal publicist? However, not everyone can understand her job full of lies. Her lawyer boyfriend disagreed with her and they broke up. The journalist boyfriend persuaded her to change her ways and they broke up. Xiang Ning said the same line to them: "I am a bad person without morals. You already knew it." Only by convincing everyone that Xiang Ning is rotten can she truly gain someone's trust. No one knew that from the first day she entered the company, she began to sharpen her knife for a bloody backstab. Xiang Ning has even thought out his final lines: "I am a bad person without professional ethics. You should have... Oh no, you know it now." After the gavel fell, she also used new words when facing her ex-boyfriends who came to seek reconciliation: "Sorry, my sister already has another puppy." Zhen'an: "But I don't want to be a puppy." Xiang Ning: "Then what do you want to do?" Pillow: "The Wicked Witch's Black Crow." Food Guide ☆The heroine cannot be wronged in or out of the book. If you scold her, I will delete the comment. 1. Male cleanliness 2. The heroine is not Wei Guangzheng's character, and she cooperated with the artist in the early stage. 3. The supporting role includes Lily CP (necessary for the plot, not much emphasis) 4. Plot line 70%, emotional line 30% ————Advance collection of "Ambiguous Sentence [Reunion]" ———— As soon as Yuan Ye returned home, he heard that his brother was getting married. Marriage, he hated this word, it smelled too feudal. "What's her name?" Yuan Ye asked, looking at his brother's wedding photos. "Fang Duhan." Yuan Jin's tone was always cold, "Do you have any impression? You are alumni." "I don't remember." Yuan Ye said implicitly. I just remember that when she was 18 years old, she got his contact information and sold it for 800 yuan. I only remember that when she was 19 years old, she corrected his Russian pronunciation with a kiss that smelled of alcohol. I only remember that when she was 20 years old, she and he huddled in a hut with a power outage, quietly sharing their body temperature catalyzed by hormones. And until the day they separated, he still didn't know her real name. "Fang Duhan, right?" Yuan Ye put down her wedding photo, "We will get to know each other slowly in the future." Intention: move forward firmly and not be afraid of rumors