Sister Ling screamed: "Ah——!!"

Jiang Chen was stunned, especially when he saw Anan's flashy beach-style outfit. The young boy turned his face away in embarrassment.

The skirt that Sister Ling was wearing today didn’t have any tissues in the pocket. She wiped it with her hands a few times and felt so disgusted that she screamed like crazy: “Anan?? Are you crazy!!”

They are all agents of the same company. Although their status varies, they still know each other.

Anan put his hands on his hips, his colorful hair all standing up. "Who told you to be such a jerk? You deserve it! If you dare to say anything bad about us again, I'll... I'll blast you to death! Can't I blast you to death if I can't blast the netizens?!"

Xiang Yi, who was still unnoticed in the corner, said: "..."

This is probably a physical attack, right?

Sister Ling's face changed, but she quickly denied it: "Who did I scold? Do you have any evidence? You used violence against your colleagues. I will go find the boss and fire you now!"

Anan's eyes widened. He didn't expect her to be so shameless!

He actually turned the tables!

It turns out that he is my sister's agent...

Jiang Chen pursed his lips: "Sister Ling, forget it, he was just angry for a moment..."

Sister Ling looked at him with contempt: "You are just a clay Buddha, and you still want to protect others?"

Anan was so angry: "Okay, I'll file a complaint too. I'll say you hit Jiang Chen! You're so arrogant that you actually hit an artist!"

In Anan's mind, his own artists must of course be pampered. Although he is just a weak and inexperienced agent, he knows that the first thing he has to defend is the interests of the artists. This is the most basic professional ethics.

Sister Ling said disdainfully: "Who do you think will believe you? Where's the evidence? Can you produce it?"

"Isn't this a witness..." Anan looked at Jiang Chen. The young boy froze and avoided his gaze in shame.

Anan immediately understood.

I'm afraid this isn't the first time, nor the last.

The seemingly glamorous top star is actually just a child, so it is not surprising that he was controlled.

But he didn't expect Sister Ling to be so shameless.

Anan gritted his teeth: "So you must report me, right?"

"What? Are you scared?" Sister Ling was very proud. "Why don't you kneel down in front of me, and I will consider giving you a chance."

"Kneel down..." Anan showed a hesitant expression.

Sister Ling's mouth curled up. In fact, even if Anan knelt down in front of her, she would still go and complain. Now she was just teasing him.

However, her smile froze in just a few seconds.

Anan rushed forward and grabbed her hair. "How about I kneel on your mother's ashes?! For giving birth to a fool like you, the grass on your mother's grave must be several meters thick, right? Oh, yes, let me emphasize that the mother I am insulting here is not your biological mother. The old lady is so innocent. This is just an illusory spiritual entity that I imagined. She only exists in this fight and only represents your father's disappointment in you..."

Sister Ling: ???

"Let me go, you fag!"

"Stinking bitch!"

"Are you a man?"

"Hehe, are you a human?"

“…”

Anan knew very well that when fighting with a woman, he had to take the initiative in pulling her hair first. When Sister Ling wanted to pull him back, it was too late and she cried because of the pain.

Jiang Chen was standing by, completely dumbfounded.

Sister Ling reacted and shouted, "Jiang Chen, why don't you come and help me?"

"You're bullying me because I can't call for help, right?" Anan got angry.

Suddenly, a gentle and soft voice fell into my ears:.

"Here I come, Anan."