I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Pei Zhiheng nodded, "Very big."

"A rich girl? No wonder she has such a strong aura." The agent guessed and sighed in disappointment. He finally found a good seedling, but it was strangled in the cradle before it even started to develop.

"How did you know him? I haven't heard you tell me before."

Pei Zhiheng continued to memorize his lines and said calmly, "She was the one who asked Divine to adjust my clothes."

"What?" The agent screamed. As they had just stepped out of the elevator, everyone outside was looking at her. She pulled Pei Zhiheng away quickly, covering her mouth and looking at him.

Lower the volume to the lowest setting.

"What did you say? She's the one with Divine?" The agent instantly felt that Wen Wan's aura was 2.8 meters, and the wind she created when she walked smelled of money.

She can freely arrange Divine's clothes and change Divine's promotion schedule. Who would believe that she does not play an important role in Divine?

Plus, she was so young, so her agent had a bold guess. She stared at Pei Zhiheng with wide eyes, "She's mixed-race. Could she be the daughter of a Divine executive?"

As she spoke, she felt something was wrong and analyzed it herself:

"No, no, wasn't Divine acquired by W Group? Could she be the daughter of a W Group executive? And this executive has a very high status. Maybe she's the daughter of the W Group chairman."

Then Wen Wan appeared here, he must be here to inspect the work.

The agent covered her mouth in horror, as if she had guessed a huge secret.

Pei Zhiheng went to the fourth floor for re-selection, and the staff gave him the number ten plate.

I was led to the interview room door and waited.

"Why is Mr. Pei here? I'm afraid I have no hope of getting this role."

"Don't be discouraged. It's not shameful to lose to Emperor Pei."

"Heh, he's just a washed-up actor, what's there to be afraid of? If he had the talent, why would he come to film a TV series? And compete for the second male lead role like us?"

A few people who were also waiting nearby were whispering, but Pei Zhiheng turned a deaf ear to them.

Feeling his arm bumped by his agent, he lowered his eyes in confusion and looked at his agent.

The agent gestured in a direction with his eyes, and he looked in that direction, a gloom gathering between his brows.

"Zhou Xiong? Why is he here? If he is the casting director this time, he probably..."

The agent whispered, and before he finished speaking, Pei Zhiheng already understood.

He had some minor friction with Zhou Xiong, and the entire entertainment industry knew about it.

At that time, Zhou Xiong was just an intern director. He took advantage of the absence of the chief director to beat and scold the supporting actors who had no backing. The most serious incident was when he slapped a female supporting actor until her eardrum ruptured.

Just because he fell in love with the supporting actress and she rejected him, he took revenge on her. In front of all the crew members, he pretended to explain the script to the supporting actress and demonstrated the slapping scene.

Pei Zhiheng was a young and famous man at the time, and he was full of energy and ambition. He was very disgusted with the director's behavior of trampling on others' self-esteem and touching the actresses, so he defended the actresses and eventually had a small conflict with Zhou Xiong.

Although that incident was not big, it had a huge impact.

If Zhou Xiong didn't have a backer, he would have lost his job as a director long ago.

From then on, Zhou Xiong held a grudge against him.

Later, he was suppressed by Tengfei and half-hidden. He finally got a small role directed by Zhou Xiong.

In that drama, he suffered all kinds of torture from Zhou Xiong, and Zhou Xiong even bought articles to slander him for being a big shot.

That's when his notoriety began to spread, and all sorts of rumors started to spread.

Zhou Xiong is present today, so he can only leave it to fate.

After a while, the staff read out number ten. Pei Zhiheng handed the number plate to the staff and walked into the selection room.

He walked onto the stage and his resume appeared on the screen behind him.

There was a row of professional judges sitting in the audience, and Zhou Xiong was among them.

Pei Zhiheng's eyes met his in the air, and he saw a ruthless flash in his eyes.