The Entertainment Circle is Mine [MTL]

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Wu Zhiyun did n't know what idea he played, or he wanted to take advantage of Cen Feng 's popularity to bring this bunga with a sneer: "It 's not necessary, we can fully support Cen Feng alone."

The deputy editor accused him of not knowing any good things in his heart, laughed twice, and turned to look at Cen Feng.

Everyone in the circle knows that Cen Feng's character is very weak, and he has always spoken very well. It is precisely because of this that they dare to make such a move temporarily.

He sighed and said pitifully: "Cen Feng, you see you have come here, and the double seal and single seal are just a word for you. Otherwise, I'll call Xiao Chuan to meet you and chat with you A chat ... "

As a result, Cen Feng gave him a cold look: "No."

Wu Zhiyun Xin said that our artists are kind and not stupid.

The deputy editor was a little bit irritated by the attitude of the two people. I think he is also the deputy editor of the second-line fashion magazine. Which of the ordinary artists in the circle is not greeted with a smile. It is the turn of the newcomer who has not debuted for a long time. .

What's more, he is not an official artist of Chen Xing. He is only a year's contractor. Is he really afraid?

The deputy editor's face was also a little unpleasant, and Yin Yang said strangely: "Angkor, this is the market now. If the coffee can't support the single seal, the readers don't buy it." City Show "can be the same as those you shot Not the same, look at who we were in the cover of the last issue? You are like this, aren't they making me difficult to do? "

When Wu Zhiyun heard it, did you **** satiate our coffee?

He was too lazy to talk to this kind of person, and got up and said to Cen Feng: "Let's go and stop shooting."

The deputy editor immediately lowered his face: "Angkor, you guys think about it. We gave it to the cover. This is because you don't shoot yourself. Except for us, which magazine is now available for scheduling?"

Wu Zhiyun glanced at him coldly, and went out without a word.

Cen Feng was still in that faint look. He was both angry and annoyed. He nodded slightly to the deputy editor and counted as hello. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and left slowly.

Wu Zhiyun walked fast and was making a phone call while walking. Cen Feng only listened to his intermittent scolding, who should be talking to someone just now.

When he walked up to the elevator door, Wu Zhiyun had hung up the phone, and his anger was swept away. He was a little happy to say to him: "Don't worry, brother contacted you a cover again, and there will be news immediately.

Cen Feng nodded and reached for the elevator.

The two are waiting, and the deputy editor-in-chief just now chased them out.

Just now, he was very angry, and now he calmed down as soon as the two left. Can't let Cen Feng run away, have to find a way to grind.

As he walked, he smiled and said, "Angkor! Old Wu! Why are you still so anxious about your temperament? If you have anything to say, you can talk about it."

As he was saying, Wu Zhiyun's phone rang.

He glanced at the incoming call on the screen, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and when he looked up to the deputy editor, there was a trace of sarcasm.

Slowly picked up the phone, loudly said: "Hey, Annan editor."

The deputy editor stepped in.

The other end of the phone smiled and said: "The Star Picker just called me and said, how big is it, and that magazines like" City Show "are also worth your anger? Okay, let's bring people in. I'll make you free in the next issue. "