In the center was a man, the sa young actor lody Thorne had signed up for her first film, and whose na was changed. Because of the film and his popular character, although he didn’t beco very famous, he gained quite a bit of recognition.
"Why are you showing this? Aren’t all the artists managed and assigned roles by the company?" lody Thorne propped her chin with her hand.
"Well, if he could just focus on acting, it’d be great. Take another good look," Nina King pointed inside the private room.
lody Thorne glanced over and saw a fat man sitting further inside? Although she couldn’t clearly see his face, there was sothing odd about him, his drinking and speaking mannerisms were just like a woman’s.
"Damn it, truly shaless," one of the n behind Howie stepped forward and grabbed his hair, forcing him to lift his face, "You’ve only played a third-rate role, why act tough in front of ? Do you think our Fat Sis won’t do anything to you?"
"Fat Sis?"
"That’s the one sitting inside there who looks like a man, but she’s actually a woman, filthy rich. Since she once ran into a scumbag, she now views all n as dogs. Howie has not gone to the company these days and isn’t filming either. I suspected sothing. Nowadays, young actors with a bit of fa face these troubles if they run into a female mogul," Nina King explained.
lody Thorne propped her chin with her hand. She rembered Howie; his looks and acting skills were decent, and she was considering adding him to the list of rising stars to promote in the latter half of the year.
"What? You don’t want to spend a night with that badly?" The woman called Fat Sis stood up, touching Howie’s face with her hand, "Let tell you, don’t think being an artist backed by a company ans I can’t do anything to you. You surely know many young actors have been busted for substance abuse, so even committed suicide or got depressed. I wonder which one you’ll be?"
Howie’s face was furious and twisted, but due to family reasons, he didn’t have the power to resist. Just as the woman ntioned, she could easily crush him.
If it weren’t for his family, he might have chosen to kill the woman in front of him now and then commit suicide.
"I rember he used to have a lot of spine," lody Thorne brought the wine to her lips, but imdiately put it down when she slled it. She looked around, feeling a bit guilty.
Nina King handed her a juice, "Yes, he used to have spine because he wasn’t famous and hadn’t encountered the high society people yet."
"So, you just called to show how others bully our artists, right?"
Nina King chuckled, "Yes, I thought you might get bored following behind Boss Qin today."
lody Thorne rolled her eyes at her; she’s becoming more and more shrewd.
"Hahaha..." Laughter erupted from inside. lody Thorne and Nina King looked over and saw that woman stuffing sothing resembling a cannabis joint into Howie’s mouth.
The woman took out a cara, snapping photos of the artist under her company while laughing loudly, "Let them see how an artist from XX company does drugs inside a private room. Let tell you, after today, you’ll be finished. Even if you crawl like a dog to lick my shoes tomorrow, it’ll be too late."
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