He began to think, could it be that the golden sign of Daxiatai was not enough?

The assistant director paused and suddenly began to cry bitterly: "Miss Si, just look at me. The director has pulled all my hair out this month because I couldn't find a suitable candidate."

"I finally found you and got the director's appreciation. Come on!"

Si Fuqing's ears almost couldn't bear it and he moved the phone further away.

But the assistant director's cries filled my ears, and the box was already quiet, but this time it echoed very clearly in other people's ears.

Yu Xiheng put down the tea cup and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yu Tang shouted loudly: "Qingqing, you made me cry! You are so bad!"

Si Fuqing: "..."

She obviously hasn't made any big moves yet.

Si Fuqing could only be patient: "When?"

The assistant director brightened up: "In May, we can sign the contract now!"

"In May?" Si Fuqing said slowly, "I'm afraid not. At that time, my show hasn't ended yet."

"Miss Si, it's like this." The assistant director was very interested, "I checked, the last issue of "Youth" is May 24th, and our show is May 26th. You still have one day to catch your flight.

Woolen cloth!"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Do capitalists like to exploit her, a wage earner, so much?

"It's too tiring to record the program continuously." Si Fuqing still refused, "If you move it to July, I might consider it."

"Miss Si, ours is a lifestyle variety show, so you won't be tired at all." The assistant director advised again, "Every day is just fishing and picking fruits, and the food, accommodation and air tickets are all included, so you can treat it as a paid vacation.

Isn’t it bad?”

"Is there such a variety show?" Si Fuqing touched his chin, "What's the salary and how much vacation?"

"The recording fee is two million!" said the assistant director. "The fee is a bit low because this is also a charity program. All the money earned from the program will be donated to children in disaster areas."

Si Fuqing fell silent after hearing this.

The assistant director didn't wait for a response and became a little nervous: "We can still discuss the remuneration!"

"Okay, stop crying. It makes me have a headache." Si Fuqing sighed, and she said lightly, "I will go to the show, and I won't get paid. Let's donate it together."

The assistant director was stunned: "Miss Si?"

"I'm still busy." Si Fuqing looked at the time and said, "Let's discuss it at seven o'clock in the evening. My WeChat ID is my mobile phone number. You can add it."

"Thank you so much, Miss Si!" The assistant director immediately stopped howling, "You are simply my lifesaver."

After the call ended, Si Fuqing seemed very silent.

Yu Xiheng looked over.

The girl's chin rested on the table, and her whole body was a small ball, like a fox curled up in its nest.

His fingers paused.

"Qingqing, you are so kind." Yu Tang was moved to tears, "All the money you earned has been taken away by the company, and you still want to help others. You are my only idol."

Si Fuqing came back to his senses and suddenly said: "Ah, someone has helped me like this before."

She turned her head and looked out the window.

The clouds in the sky change, the wind passes without a trace, only the leaves fall one after another, everything is quiet and peaceful.

She slowly clenched her palms into fists and muttered silently: "Sister..."

Some people are gone, but she is still there.

She will continue to go on, finish what they have not finished, and kill what caused their death.

revenge.

She has never forgotten these two words.

At this moment, a slightly cool temperature came from my head: "It's time to eat."

Si Fuqing reacted. She suppressed her killing intent and smiled: "Boss, don't think you can touch my head while I'm dazed."

"I didn't take advantage of you to be in a daze." Yu Xiheng paused and looked back at her, "I am aboveboard."

Si Fuqing stared at him, and after a few seconds, with lightning speed, he quickly touched the man's waist.

He retracted his hand very quickly and said calmly: "Then I am fair and aboveboard."

Feng San, who was watching everything: "..."

He was blind, he saw nothing.

**

This side of the Daxia TV Tower.

The assistant director patted his belly: "Hey, I can finally rest for a few days."

"Assistant director, what did you say wrong?" On the side, the coordinator scratched his head, "We are not a life type, we are a survival type. It's a word different, but it's very big!"

For the lifestyle category, it might be about competing on cooking skills or something like that.

Survive...

That is to survive.

Assistant director: "..."

It’s over!

Yes, they are survival types.

He just simplified his statement.

The assistant director was also worried, a little afraid that Si Fuqing would come and beat him up.

He thought for a while: "What are the projects we have initially decided on?"

The assistant opened the small book: "Oh, I escaped from the primitive tribe, crossed the Crocodile Lake, climbed the Knife Mountain with bare hands, and retrieved eggs from the python cave, these are just a few for now."

The assistant director's body shook. He covered his heart and couldn't breathe: "Help, help..."

The coordinator looked innocent.

The assistant director calmed down and wiped his sweat: "What about that? If Miss Si asks about it, she will say that it was all decided by the director, and I only found out about it later."

He was really smart. He passed this responsibility to the director, and then he wouldn't be the one who got beaten.

The coordinator's mouth twitched, and suddenly he remembered something, and hesitated: "Assistant director, Xu Dingliu... do you want to say something?"

He opened up about the preferences of each artist: "Xu Dingliu's team doesn't like to have contact with celebrities who are positioned as idols, because it was because of this that they had a quarrel last time. The idol team maliciously took advantage of his popularity and promoted CP and celebrity.

Just afraid..."

"No need." The deputy director waved his hand, "We are here to survive. Who in a survival show has the time to speculate on scandals? I am exhausted. The first thing to consider is survival!"

Coordinator: "..."

Quite true.

The coordinator couldn't help but recall Si Fuqing's bare-faced photo, and his heart trembled.

With such good looks, how could anyone not like her, even if she were to stir up scandals?

That is definitely blind.

**

Just after seven o'clock in the evening, Xijiangyue headquarters welcomed a guest.

It's Yu Yao.

Xijiangyue's headquarters is located in Lincheng.

Lincheng is located near the river, and the smell of mist and rain is strong. When the time comes, the makeup photos will also be taken here.

The general manager didn't know Yu Yao, but after seeing his business card, he immediately said respectfully: "So it's Master Yu. I wonder if Master Yu has something important?"

"A little bit." Yu Yao nodded slightly, "I heard that you need a spokesperson, and I happen to have a recommendation here. How about Xia Sheng?"

The general manager was stunned: "What did you say?"

"I know the spokesperson you chose." Yu Yao said calmly, "No matter what aspect, she is very inconsistent."

"Master Yu, I understand your thoughts very well." The general manager said in a tactful tone, "But hasn't Miss Si already broadcasted her makeup removal live? If you still think like this, we can't understand it."

Yu Yao frowned: "She takes off her makeup?"

Looking at his expression, the general manager knew that he did not watch yesterday's live broadcast.

After this night passed, even the anti-fans couldn't say anything to Si Fuqing's face.

The only thing that can be said is that Si Huaping went abroad for plastic surgery.
To be continued...