Female Star's Personal Publicist

I opened two bottles and touched them with him, then talked about my troubles.

Actually, to him, my small matter isn't even worth mentioning, but he listens very seriously. From time to time, he would ask a few questions and interject, but he would never say that he would help me introduce a customer.

Wu Yue himself is a star with a strong reputation. All the seniors in the circle, as well as the rookies who aren't very popular, would more or less try to curry favor with him. It wouldn't be difficult for him to help me.

But he didn't say anything, and I didn't beg him, and instead we talked about other things.

Finally, he began to talk about his affairs, how difficult it was for him to climb to his current position, what sort of disgusting things he had done, and how scared he was. He also talked about how he was, and what he would do if the people who killed him attacked again.

Although he was the company's financial backer, the company did not like people who were constantly in trouble. If something were to happen to him again, the company would not praise him that much.

I told him to go back and tell the broker who he had offended and how he had offended him, and the company would find a way.

He sneered, took a sip of his wine and said, "There's nothing the agency can do about it. I'm not a newbie and I don't want to climb into an old man's bed. "

I understood the cause and effect of his words. The elders had set their eyes on him, so he was too stubborn to give in. There was only one person who had such a good taste.

In fact, he was rather sad as well. On the surface, he appeared to be in limitless glory, but behind his back, there were many unspeakable feelings of helplessness.

Perhaps it was because he was in a bad mood, but he drank more and more. Soon, he got drunk.

After he was drunk, the liquor was still not good. He first cried for a while, before finally stopping. After that, he vomited onto the ground with a wow. He didn't even say anything.

I really regretted that I should not have drunk with him, let alone brought him back, but in the end he didn't help me at all, and instead gave me a room full of trouble.

I cleaned up the bottles, cleaned up the vomit, and put a trash can on the bed, hoping to see some of it the next time I threw up.

But as soon as I poured the garbage back, he vomited again, all over the trash can, the sheets, the floor.

I could only clean it up with curses.

After doing this four to five times, he finally stopped vomiting. I also lay down on the chair and slowly fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, my entire body was in excruciating pain. It was as if my back couldn't straighten up.

He woke up before me and looked at me with an apologetic smile, saying that somehow he had drunk too much.

I was too lazy to bother with him, so I peed and asked if he would like breakfast. I was going to work later.

He said he wasn't eating, that his agent was on his way over.

So I went to shower and brush my teeth, and when I was ready, his agent came.

Before he left, he asked for my number and said that he would invite me to play when he came to the capital.

In any case, he never did help me introduce the business, so it's the same for me whether we're connected or not. We are not in the same circle of people, and without the connection between us, we probably wouldn't have anything to do with each other in our lifetime.

But who knew that I was still wrong about him. Although he didn't agree verbally, he still remembered my words in his heart.

That was another week later. That morning, I suddenly received a call from a girl who said that she was introduced by Wu Yue and wanted to ask for my help.

At that time, although I was in a civilian job, if someone pointed out that I was a PR employee, I could still take over. After all, the company mainly focused on earning money.

That girl was Wu Yue's Junior Sister. She had only been in the show for a year and had acted in a few TV dramas. However, her second female lead wasn't a mistress, but an independent power from another faction. In addition to her sweet looks and the good publicity her company had, there were still quite a few fans on Weibo.

She came to me for no other reason than because she couldn't stand the way actresses of the same type posted daily notices that they were pressuring her, that she was like a country woman, or that she was ten streets away from her, and in short, that she was beaten to death in a different way.

This kind of flaunting method could be said to have been created by Master Fan years ago. However, Master Fan was beautiful enough to look good no matter how he dressed, so the celebrity whom she suppressed didn't dare to say anything.

However, this woman was not that beautiful. Having too many drafts would instead arouse the displeasure of the fans.

The girl continued, "That woman is my classmate, she didn't like me in school before, but now she bullied me in society, my manager told me to endure, but I can't take this lying down, so when you help me, don't say that I did it behind my back, in case my manager knows and says it to me."

So that's how it is. New grudges add up to old, no one can tolerate anyone.

I immediately had an idea. I told her I'd take the case and promised she wouldn't press the bill again.

After hanging up, I noticed that several colleagues from the civil service were gathered around me.

One of them, a fat woman with a big voice said happily, "Chen Yang, you're too awesome. There's actually a customer who came knocking on our door. Quickly tell us who he is and what kind of case this is. How do you plan to deal with it?"

I used to come from the Civil Service, too, and I knew how eager they were to get in touch with the case, so I understood why they were so excited.

However, to me, this was just a small matter. Talking too much would only make my colleagues in other teams laugh.

"Nothing, just a small matter."

With a perfunctory remark, I went to the Finance Department for the record.

All the cases that help the company are to go to the finance department to file, this is convenient for the company to collect money, but also convenient for me to calculate the salary.

After preparing the case, I started to look for resources to write the proposal. The female celebrity who oppressed Junior Sister Wu Yue was also a newbie. Although there were people praising her, she didn't have enough fans, so she could only step on the same rookie. As for those popular flowers, Lil 'Flower's popularity, she didn't even dare to mention about it. If she mentioned it, she would be sprayed to death by his fans.

However, she didn't mention that I could help her mention it. I had written an oppressed draft for all of the female celebrities she had worked with recently, including the Little Princess, as well as the wives of the most popular women. In short, the more popular they were, the more beautiful they were compared to her.

When the news came out, it would be hard to believe that these female celebrities' fans would not be able to kill her.

After I finished writing, I gave the female star a name called "The Pressure Madman," and made up some funny jokes, hoping to make the pressure a little bigger.

It was two in the afternoon and I was just about to contact a few of my media friends who were working with the company to send out a copy when Yang Kaixin suddenly came knocking on the door.