"However, I'm afraid there might be some trouble this time. Someone online claiming to be a medical worker has posted videos on both TikTok and WeChat, saying you're faking illness and trying to scam the crew!"
This is a bit troublesome.
If the public relations are not good, the reputation will be ruined and then the company will fail.
Well, okay, her artist doesn’t have much of a reputation in the entertainment industry.
If it weren't for her incredibly beautiful face, there would be no substitute in the entertainment industry, and she would have failed a hundred times!
"Faking illness? I'm not!"
Gu Qingcheng quickly entered the original owner's state of being naughty.
She grumbled in dissatisfaction and lifted the quilt, revealing her fair and tender calves and equally fair and tender ankles.
There were no wounds, no redness or swelling, and it didn't look like a "serious injury" at all.
Gu Qingcheng's expression was a little awkward, but she still tried to save face: "My foot injury doesn't look serious, but it's actually very painful. Maybe I pulled my hamstring—"
The short-haired woman just looked at Gu Qingcheng quietly, without saying a word or showing any expression.
Gu Qingcheng couldn't continue, "Okay! I understand! Discharge! I'm discharged!"
The short-haired woman let out a breath.
But before she could finish her breath, she heard her own artist say, "By the way, Sister Hong, please get me a wheelchair. I want the latest electric wheelchair."
The short-haired woman, Ji Hong, the agent of the original owner Gu Qingcheng, couldn't help herself.
"Gu, Qing, Cheng—" Can you please stop doing this?!
What a special wheelchair?
Do you want a plaster cast?
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