The vicious female supporting role changes careers and becomes a top wealthy mama's girl

In the apartment, Lu Yao sat on the bed with a heavy head and swollen eyelids. Her wound had not yet fully recovered from the operation, but she had gone against the doctor's advice and drank alcohol.

I thought drinking was enough to give the director face, but I didn't expect that the fat director wanted to go further.

The phone rang. It was Mou Xiaorui calling.

“Anna, I heard that you rejected the director last night?”

Lu Yao's voice was very hoarse. "Isn't it enough that I just drank with him? With my acting skills, do I still need unspoken rules?"

"You're no longer Lu Yao, you're Li Anna now." Mou Xiaorui said unhappily, "You're a newcomer in the entertainment industry now, who would recognize your acting skills?"

This sentence left Lu Yao speechless, and he could only support his heavy forehead with one hand.

"The entertainment industry is like this. If they say you're good, you're good, even if you're not. If they say you're not good, you're not good, even if you are." Mou Xiaorui scolded him in the tone of a leader. "After all these years, don't you even understand this kind of thing?"

Lu Yao gnashed his teeth in hatred. Being in a humble position, he could only endure the humiliation and wait for the day when he could turn the tables and seek revenge on them one by one.

"In addition, the church has assigned you a new task." Mou Xiaorui continued.

"What mission?"

"As for our future plans, we will not only swallow up the Song Group, but also take action against the Li Group. So, from now on, you have another task - to contact Li Yanchen."

"Li Yanchen?" Lu Yao was shocked.

It is undeniable that the Blue Cult is very good at playing with human nature and scheming. They know the hostile relationship between Lu Yao and Su Jinli, and they want to take advantage of this hostile relationship to kill two birds with one stone, destroying both the Song Group and the Li Group. Becoming the largest chaebol in China is the ultimate goal of the Blue Cult.

"What? Haven't you forgotten Lu Qing yet?" Mou Xiaorui said in a cold tone, "Li Yanchen will be attending a social event at the White Crane Teahouse this afternoon. I've already told you the time and address. You'll be on your own."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yao was stunned for a moment. She didn't have a good impression of Li Yanchen. They had met in public a few times before. The Li family's arrogance and contempt were exactly the same as Su Jinli's, which made Lu Yao very disgusted.

In addition to what happened yesterday, she wanted to create a misunderstanding between Su Jinli and Li Yanchen, but she didn't expect Li Yanchen to dodge in time and throw her to the ground, almost killing her!

This shows that Li Yanchen is not so easy to approach.

*

The barrage of comments in Su Jinli's live broadcast room was extremely lively at this time.

[In my lifetime, I can see the chairman of the Song Group dance for us]

[Looking forward to it! Does the chairman have artistic talent like Su's father?]

Su Jinli finally put down her phone and sat on the sofa next to the piano with Li Chenglie. Su Zhan was already sitting in front of the piano ready.

They opened the music sheet and found a slow-tempo song. The couple were in perfect sync and exchanged glances.

Song Li stood in the open space next to the piano, wearing a set of sports casual home clothes and sneakers, her outfit was relatively casual. She nodded to her husband.

As the music began, Song Li raised her stiff arms and began the first dance...

Her movements were slow and stiff, not a single one of them stuck to the rhythm, and from a distance she looked like a malfunctioning robot!

Barrage:

【Hahaha, so funny! 】

[Just now I was looking forward to it [crying][laughing]]

Don't expect too much from others. Why should we expect the most profitable woman in China to be able to dance?

[The dance is so ugly haha]

Song Li's dancing made Su Jinli, Su Zhan and Li Chenglie laugh so hard that they fell backwards.

Seeing her daughter smiling happily, Song Li danced more and more vigorously, so she excitedly sped up her movements a bit. Now she danced like a robot with a malfunction and leakage of electricity.

"Hahahaha! Auntie! So funny!"

"Haha, wife, the way you dance..." Su Zhan could hardly dance anymore.

Su Jinli smiled, but a hint of inexplicable bitterness appeared at the corner of her mouth. She said, "Did you see? The reason I don't have artistic talent is that I inherited more genes from my mother."

The robot dance lasted for more than 30 seconds, and then Su Zhan stopped playing the piano. The whole family laughed together for several minutes.

"How's it going, Lili?" Song Li panted slightly. "Do you like it?"

Su Jinli smiled and nodded, "I like it."

"I'm glad you like it," Song Li turned back to the dance floor and said to Su Zhan, "Honey, continue."

With one million people in the live broadcast room, it was easy to see that Song Li couldn't dance at all. She was just trying to cheer her daughter up and get her to look at her phone less.

Everyone started out laughing, and then gradually became moved by Song Li's maternal love.

[Not only did the chairman cooperate with his daughter's live broadcast, he also used clumsy dancing to make her happy]

[This is much better than many parents who just blindly ask their children not to play with their phones, but actually spend the whole day lying on the sofa playing with them.]

So, what we are looking at is the life of the rich and high-quality people.

Su Zhan placed his hands on the piano keys, and another tune floated out softly. Although Song Li could not dance, she showed a very serious attitude towards dancing and did not deliberately fool around at all.

It can be seen that she is trying her best to use all her life's learning and her understanding of the art of dance for more than 50 years to complete each performance.

"Lili, this time mommy will dance a different kind of dance for you."

"Mom, what kind of dance was that just now?"

"That was break dancing, it was very popular when we were young."

After saying this, Song Li entered the state of mind. This time, her arms didn't swing stiffly, but instead drew graceful, slow arcs in the air. With her left hand, she scooped up a handful of air and held it in her arms; with her right hand, she scooped up a handful of air and held it in her arms again. She spread her legs, slightly bent her knees, and firmly planted herself in a horse stance.

[Poof! Hahaha, isn't this Tai Chi?!]

[It's like a combination of Tai Chi and Ba Duan Jin]

Even the richest people have their weaknesses. Why should we feel inferior?

In the second dance, Song Li jumped from Tai Chi to Ba Duan Jin, and then from Ba Duan Jin to Shaolin Kung Fu, which made the whole family laugh.

Seeing her daughter laughing happily, Song Li danced more and more vigorously, and asked Su Zhan to sing another song after one.

"Okay, Mom." Su Jinli walked over and hugged Song Li's arm, "Let's rest for a while."

Song Li panted and said, "Okay, as long as you stop staring at your phone."

"Mom, I don't want to look at my phone anymore. Lend me yours."

After borrowing her mother's cell phone, Su Jinli sent a message and quickly returned it to her mother.

Afterwards, the family sat on the sofa, drinking tea, eating snacks and chatting happily.

Su Zhan, who had just finished a cup of tea, put it down, glanced at his phone, and then shouted, "Wife! You! You scared me like a grandson!"

Su Jinli immediately turned around and waved to the director, "My mission is accomplished!"