Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

Fu Yun raised her hand and tried to grab Feng Qi's hair, and the two of them immediately started fighting.

Qiao Jintang stared at the two in front of her in amazement. She didn't know Feng Qi very well. She had always had the impression that Feng Qi was an elegant and generous older sister who occasionally protected her. She didn't expect...

She beats people even harder than herself, pulling their hair and scratching their faces.

A group of young artists around were frightened and rushed over to try to stop the fight. They couldn't afford to offend either Feng Qi or Fu Yun.

"Fu Yun, something happened in your family."

Fu Yun's agent rushed over and was slightly stunned by the chaotic scene in the room. Then he shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yun's agent is one of the gold medal agents of Hei Xin Entertainment and has a lot of say in the company. When they saw her getting angry, everyone stepped aside and stood side by side.

"Yes, it was Qiao Jintang who was arrogant and did not take Sister Yun seriously. Sister Yun wanted to teach her a lesson, but how could Sister Qi suddenly barge in and grab Sister Yun's hair without saying a word?"

Xie Yuqing complained tremblingly.

Qiao Jintang glanced at her and said, "You idiot, you're going to die."

Fu Yun's agent just glanced at Qiao Jintang coldly, then handed the phone to Fu Yun, "Your mother was in a car accident and is now in the hospital, and your father suddenly had a myocardial infarction."

Upon hearing this, everyone present looked surprised.

Suddenly thinking of something, his gaze, either horrified or frightened, instantly turned to Qiao Jintang.

Just now Qiao Jintang said that she had a bad mouth, and then what did she curse?

By the way, she said that if Sister Yun did something bad, the whole family would be in trouble...

Didn’t the variety show give Qiao Jintang an outrageous character? She really has a bad mouth!

Realizing this, everyone retreated to the door in panic, trying to distance themselves from Qiao Jintang.

Is this Qiao Jintang more powerful than the new female internet celebrity Tang Xiaoqiao who is very popular recently?

Feng Qi had a strange expression on his face. He first looked at Qiao Jintang, then couldn't help but gloat over his misfortune. "Sure enough, God is watching what you do. Jintang darling, come on, sister will take you to walk the red carpet!"

Fu Yun also realized something, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes when she looked at Qiao Jintang. She picked up the bag that had been placed on the table and hurried away with her agent.

As luck would have it, a uniformed policeman came in led by the company security guard.

He calmly scanned the room and finally fixed his gaze on Xie Yuqing. "Are you Xie Yuqing?"

Xie Yuqing was stiff, "Police, police comrade, may I ask you..."

"Your best friend reported you for stealing her jewelry. Please come with me."

There was a trace of panic in Xie Yuqing's eyes. She bit her lip and shook her head desperately, "I didn't do that. There must be a misunderstanding. How could I steal something?"

"Whether it's troublesome or not, please come with me first."

Xie Yuqing was forcibly taken away, and the rest of the people stood there in a daze.

This time, they were completely panicked.

The words that Qiao Jintang left for Xie Yuqing just now were still echoing in her mind.

"You're going to die, idiot!"

Qiao Jintang said Xie Yuqing was going to die, but in the end, Xie Yuqing really...

At this time, Qiao Jintang had already finished her makeup. She straightened her skirt and stood up with the help of Xiao Chen.

The light yellow dress looks particularly beautiful with the slightly pure makeup.

She has fair skin and bright and attractive facial features. There are so many beauties in the dressing room, but Qiao Jintang still stands out among them.

She glanced at the clock on the wall, and swept her eyes over the people present one by one, and curled her red lips slightly: "Why don't you get out?"

These words were directed at the female artists who had just made sarcastic remarks.

A group of people were shaking with fear, and one timid guy was even about to cry.

Several people almost fled.

"My nephew's wife, you are so good at talking that I dare not offend you."

Feng Qi muttered softly, didn’t they say that spirits are not allowed to appear after the founding of the country?

What's wrong with her being one more spirit in this world?

The anniversary celebration of Black Heart Entertainment was very lively. It was the first time that Qiao Jintang met all the artists of the company, several of whom were particularly respected by the original owner.

The momentum is very strong recently, and the audience burst into deafening screams almost as soon as they stepped onto the outer edge of the red carpet.

"Sister Qiao, kill me. Sister Qiao is so pure today that she doesn't look like a normal person!"

“Qiao Jintang Qiao Jintang! Ahhhhh Qiao Jintang I love you!”

"Sister Qiao still won't play a ghost today!"

……

Qiao Jintang waved to the audience very gracefully. She didn't understand why other artists liked walking the red carpet so much.

This red carpet is like Lingchi to her, especially since she has a group of crazy fans.

The event venue was on the first floor of the five-star hotel next door. Qiao Jintang waited for Feng Qi to go in together. The interior was magnificent. There were buffet areas on both sides of the spacious hall, and a dance floor in the middle where many celebrity artists danced.

"Second sister-in-law, aunt!"

Faintly, Qiao Jintang heard someone calling him softly. He turned his head and saw Shang Rao who was forced to socialize behind Shang Shili.

As one of the top entertainment companies in the country, this anniversary celebration also invited many industry leaders and leaders of partner companies. Shang Shili, as the person in charge of Hei Xin Entertainment, needed to receive them.

After exchanging glances with Feng Qi, the two of them decisively ignored Shang Rao and turned to the buffet area.

Big-name champagnes, desserts and pastries made by famous chefs, as well as steaks and salmon freshly cooked by airlift...

Qiao Jintang took the plate, selected some food that he thought was delicious, and walked aside to eat it with relish.

"Miss Qiao, I have long admired your name."

A slightly mature male voice sounded at the right time. Qiao Jintang raised his eyes and saw a mature uncle standing in front of him. He looked to be in his thirties or forties and was quite handsome. He was holding a goblet in his hand, with deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, rosy thin lips with a smile, and the word "noble" was everywhere.

Qiao Jintang recognized him and had followed a drama he starred in some time ago.

Bai Wei, a mixed-race, is one of the leading male artists of Black Heart Entertainment. He is 36 years old this year. He has been in the industry for more than ten years and has won many domestic awards. He is known as the "reference for uncle literature."

Qiao Jintang swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Bai Wei without hesitation. This uncle was indeed very handsome and charming.

"Hello, Teacher Bai."

She stood up and greeted him respectfully.

Baiwei's pupils are light brown, which makes him particularly charming with his mixed-race facial features.

He nodded slightly, "I heard that Miss Qiao refused to act in "The Imperial Harem of the Qing Dynasty". What a pity! I was looking forward to acting opposite Miss Qiao!"

Qiao Jintang blinked in confusion, "Huh?"

Soon, she realized that it was one of the two scripts Feng Shuang had given her before.

"An actor won't stop because of one work. I believe there will be many opportunities to work with Mr. Bai in the future."

Bai Wei stared at Qiao Jintang with deep eyes, and there was a tiny light in his eyes, which inexplicably gave people a feeling of deep affection.

Qiao Jintang was horrified. This look was not normal!

"Ahem, Mr. Bai, is there anything else?"

She has no interest in old men who are more than ten years older than her.