"Hey, little girl, give me forty of the most advanced rice cookers." Asher Luo finally understood why everyone wanted to be a boss, and some people even fought hard to be a boss. It turned out that being a boss was really great: when you buy things, Pei Sefei will do it for you, when you fight, Ava Li will fight for you, and you can just let go of the cabinet, lie comfortably on your own recliner, and make a cup of hot tea, with the aroma of tea curling up. This is how gods should live.
Pei Sefei angrily threw the phone in her hand onto the dressing table. With a crackling sound, the exquisite dark gold phone was shattered into pieces, and the expensive moisturizer and eye shadow were scattered all over the floor. The feminine agent heard the noise and ran in without delay, shouting exaggeratedly: "Oh my little aunt, what onion has offended you again..." Pei Sefei gritted her teeth, as if Asher Luo was in her mouth. She was like a little lioness, wanting to tear him to pieces: "This damn guy, he has no gentleman consciousness! He really treats me as his servant girl!"
Pei Sefei was so angry that she slammed the table and said, "No, no, I won't go no matter what!" The agent was shocked: "Girl, you can't not go. Today's advertisement is for a multinational company. It's not just a matter of remuneration and breach of contract. This advertisement will be broadcast throughout Asia and Western Europe, which will be of great help to your future international expansion..."
Pei Sefei shook her head and said, "That's not what I'm talking about..."
Photography lights, surfboards, fake beaches, artificial waves. After a busy day, all she could hear was the director's constant ", " sounds. Pei Sefei didn't have a bad temper. Today she was a little absent-minded and her expression was not in place, which was inevitable.
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