When her agent called her to tell her the news, she felt nothing but darkness.

Ning Lin couldn't accept this at all.

She hugged the pillow and threw it at the sofa in an attempt to vent her anger. When the door was opened from the outside, she grabbed an ashtray and threw it at her assistant.

Only this time, the assistant did not tolerate it anymore, but avoided it.

The ashtray fell onto the carpet by the door, but did not shatter.

The assistant bent down to pick up the ashtray, and then smashed it next to Ning Lin.

Ning Lin was so frightened that she saw the ashtray shattered at her feet. Then she looked up at the assistant in disbelief and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who do you think you are? You dare to do this to me? Do you believe me or not?" I'll kill you!"

The assistant sneered and came over and said, "Sister Ning, don't be angry. I'm just here to send a message to the company. You have to pay the liquidated damages quickly. You don't have to worry about me. There are many new artists and teachers in the company. I can live well with anyone, but the company should let you rest for a long time."

Ning Lin grasped the key from the assistant's words: "What do you mean? Are you saying that the company is going to hide me? Are you kidding? I am..."

The assistant continued: "Are you Mr. Jiang's girlfriend? We have heard this sentence on the hot search, so you don't need to repeat it. Jiang's industry is very respectable. When she asked us to terminate the contract, she didn't ask for a penny in liquidated damages. It was really touching."

Ning Lin's eyes widened and she fell weakly to the ground. She reached out and tried to grab the edge of the sofa to find some security. She murmured . : "Impossible...absolutely impossible..."

How could Jiang Yi abandon her at this time? How could it be possible that even Jiang's industry would ask her to terminate the contract? She doesn't believe it!

The assistant who had always been bullied by Ning Lin no longer needed to endure it at this moment. Instead, she vented all her grievances over the years and continued: "Don't worry, how can the company hide you? As long as you are willing, there are many WeChat business live broadcasts." and offline platform promotion activities are waiting for your participation. "

Wechat business, live broadcast, and platform.

These words were simply humiliating to Ning Lin!

She slowly lowered her head, hugged her head, and kept repeating: "Impossible...impossible..."

She was Ning Lin.

She is the most popular traffic star and the most commercially valuable female artist, with countless endorsement fans and traffic.

She is very red, very red.

There are many, many people who like her.

How could all this happen?

She must be having a really bad nightmare.

Until Jiang Yi's call came, and when she saw the familiar name on the phone screen, she answered the call in a panic.

Her voice was crying and full of helplessness: "Jiang Yi, you can't live without me, you can't ignore me."

"Tell them quickly, it's not like this, everything is not like this."

"I will be good, I love you You, I will listen to you in everything..."

*

No matter how big a fuss this made on the Internet, it had no impact on Shang Lu.

After she sent a thank you WeChat message to Chi Yan, she continued to pack her luggage at home, still studying the role of Song Yanxue, and waiting to join Han Cheng's crew.

But Meng Zhichuan called the next day.

"SC invited you to be the brand ambassador last night. If the six-month contract is good, it will become a regular one. How do you think about this?"

Shang Lu refused without hesitation: "No."

Meng Zhichuan asked strangely: "Why?"

"Unlucky ." Shang Lu replied.

She feels bad luck if she has anything related to Ning Lin, such as Jiang Yi, Shang Mu, or SC.

Meng Zhichuan sighed and said, "They paid fifteen million over there. Such a sky-high price..."

"Wait a minute." Shang Lu interrupted Meng Zhichuan and asked, "Tell me again, how many million?

Meng Zhichuan: "Fifteen million." Shang

Lu didn't understand: "Why is it so high?"

Isn't this much higher than her market price?

"Ning Lin paid a lot of liquidated damages. I heard that she has already sold her house to raise money. Since you don't accept it..."

Shang Lu immediately said: "I will accept it."

Who can't get along with money? Isn't that a fool?

Meng Zhichuan was puzzled: "Didn't you say it was bad luck?"

Shang Lu replied seriously: "I reflected on it, in what age are we still engaging in feudal superstition? My destiny is up to me!"

Good! Got money!

Just add some space to her Rose Manor! Release some more pre-order quotas!