But in the entertainment industry, the unspoken rules are far from scarce, especially the filthy collaborations between agents and artists. Some involve agents selling their artists’ bodies, while others have the artists carry out certain acts at the behest of their agents. There’s all sorts of scenarios.
And the agent who just spoke of herself, if Song Qiao remembers correctly, is just like that.
It’s not that she understands these things, but rather, the restroom has always been a place where one can hear all sorts of gossip, especially their company’s restroom, which is an even better hotspot for these kinds of stories.
Not sure if Song Qiao’s words really struck a nerve with that female agent, but suddenly, the woman’s face fluctuated between shades of green and white, then the next second, she clenched her teeth and screamed out, "Song Qiao, what nonsense are you spouting?"
The female agent’s voice was very loud, and even carried a sharp edge, almost as if she had truly been stepped on the tail.
Song Qiao looked at the female agent, her lips slightly curled, her face wearing a half-mocking smile.
Aren’t you furious now?
You thought I, Song Qiao, wouldn’t get angry, that I’m easy to bully?
Li Xin looked at Song Qiao before her, feeling that somehow, the Song Qiao she knew had become a stranger, or perhaps, she had never truly known Song Qiao at all.
In fact, Song Qiao has the right to be arrogant. Before, Lu Jingchen said, whatever she does is fine, as he would have her back anyway.
Lu Jingchen said he doesn’t like the weak Song Qiao, but prefers the Song Qiao who knows how to use her advantages to fight back.
And now, her advantage, isn’t it the title of the Young Mistress of the Lu Family?
"Whether I’m talking nonsense or not, don’t you know all too well?" Song Qiao remained composed, her gaze fixed on Li Xin and the female agent opposite her, her lips slightly raised in a smirk, her voice arrogant as she spoke, "If you really have evidence of me climbing my way up using my body, feel free to show it. But if you don’t, and you’re slandering me, I, Song Qiao, won’t be bullied so easily."
Having said that, she didn’t pay any more attention to Li Xin and the female agent, turning around and heading towards Qin Zhe and An Ke’s dressing room. But then, as if she thought of something, she turned back, glanced indifferently at Li Xin and the female agent, and without concerning herself with the surprised looks from those around, she walked towards the elevator in her high heels.
The female agent watched Song Qiao’s back as she entered the elevator, her polished nails digging into the palm of her hand, surrounded by people who looked at her with odd glances. Although nobody spoke or pointed fingers, as someone in the industry, she knew all too well what people were thinking.
With a venomous look in her eyes, the female agent bit her teeth and whispered softly, "Song Qiao, I won’t let you off so easily."
Her voice was low, but Li Xin, standing nearby, could hear it. She glanced at the female agent, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, and she turned around to walk towards a nearby studio. Follow current novels on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Nobody noticed that the moment she turned, a satisfied smile appeared on Li Xin’s face, as if everything was going according to her plan.
Qin Zhe and An Ke had just finished a photo shoot and saw Song Qiao holding a cup of coffee standing there. Both hurried over, with An Ke beaming with a smile and greeted, "Sister Qiao."