872. Chapter 872 Ancient Wear Today's Sharks VS Strength Is a Dead Star (13)

"What?" Shao Zi listened to the agent's words in disbelief.

Switch her role?

The female No. 2 in this TV series finally got it by giving the assistant director's wife a pair of fine jade necklaces with Bai Gang's money. Shao Zi is counting on this character to turn over!

Shao Zi didn't believe it: "I want to call the director."

The agent looked at the artist under him with some pity.

There are a lot of artists under him, Shao Zi is not too outstanding, this time I don't know how she got this role, the manager is always happy - the artists under his hands are outstanding, and his manager can also get no small benefit.

But he just received a call from the director's team. The other party didn't say it clearly, but just clicked vaguely: It's not that they don't want to use Shao Zi, but that someone above is unwilling to let Shao Zi play this role.

And that person, the crew and the investors couldn't afford to offend and didn't want to offend.

The manager knew that someone was going to block and kill Shao Zi. Such an artist will probably be abolished in the future.

For the sake of getting to know each other, he still woke her up: "Think about it for yourself, have you offended someone recently."

That's all for now.

After the agent left, Shao Zi stood there blankly.

What did that just mean? Who did you offend? Is someone secretly targeting him?

Shao Zi was dazed and aggrieved: she knew that she had no background or background, and in this circle, she had always been kind to others. When she saw everyone calling her sister, who would target herself?

She thought about it and called the assistant director.

As soon as the phone was connected, she couldn't wait to ask: "Director Lin, I'm Shao Zi. That character from before..."

Before she could finish her words, the assistant director over there spoke up, with a gentle tone, and said cheerfully: "It's Shao Zi, what's the matter? I... I'm sorry, I'm at home now, I'm here. Guest, how about I'll call you later?"

Before Shao Zi could say anything, the phone was hung up.

Call me later? Shao Zi knew that there would never be a phone call again.

Even if she calls now, the other party's phone will not get through again.

She slid weakly on the chair, still puzzled in her mind: who is it, who would come to target such an unpopular little artist?

She will never get an answer to this question.

...

Recently, a piece of news has spread from Feng's headquarters: their chairman Feng Cheng is likely to be in love!

Why?

The original overtime madman started to get off work on time, without staying for a second at all.

I put aside all the meaningless fun-oriented parties, and I rush home after work every day.

If the above two do not count, then, does the chairman who treats his work seriously and ruthlessly every day smile smugly at work?

There is also a piece of news that came from the top of the company. During a meeting one day, the chairman's personal mobile phone rang.

Generally, the chairman of the board hangs up on such a phone call, and then dials back after the meeting is over.

But this time, Fengcheng glanced at the caller ID, and his face changed greatly. After making a gesture, he got up and left his seat.

Everyone saw that Fengcheng was just a kung fu to get up, and his face was full of surprises.

Then, the door of the conference room was closed, isolating Feng Dong's voice from outside.

The people who left an entire conference room whispered.