The founder of Global is a relatively legendary figure.

He had a gentle face and spoke in a whispery voice, and his whole body exuded a gentle temperament.

He started from poverty and founded Huanqiu Entertainment, and has now developed into the leader of the entertainment industry. It is also terrifying.

And his son Song Zhi and his external personality are two completely extremes.

It is rumored that Xiao Song always has a bad temper and irritable temper, and inherits all the sinister and cunning that he does not reveal, and has a lot of friends and friends, and does not love the country and the beauty.

Xiang Ge felt that, except for the last point that was very controversial, the rumors among the people were basically more accurate and realistic.

From the first day Song Zhi took over the Global Entertainment Modeling Department, she has been in trouble with him.

Xiang Ge was a senior at the time and had not graduated yet. He worked as a part-time model for two years. Because his face was so beautiful and outstanding, the camera feels excellent, he has a little popularity in the circle.

Song Zhi fell from the sky at that time, and a fierce man plunged into the studio, leaned against him and watched for a while, and called to stop.

The man stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, raised his index finger, pointed at Xiang Ge in front of the camera, and asked the assistant next to him: "Is this our company also?"

The assistant nodded beside him holding a bunch of things. After a long time of right, he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Zhi's impatient wave of his hand.

He walked two steps forward, his eyes directly facing Xiangge, and his dissatisfaction was obvious: "The movements were stiff, the expressions were rigid, and the eyes were not emotional. How did such a person come in? How much did the personnel charge?"

Xiang Ge stood there without moving, narrowing his eyes.

She was halfway through the photo and was interrupted just after she found a little feeling. She was already a little upset.

With such a nitpicking criticism, he was impatient, his chin was slightly closed, his long eyelashes raised his eyes and said casually: "Why don't you come?"

Xiang Ge didn't know who this person was at the time.

Later she found out, but there was no more.

But she also thought afterwards that if she was given another chance, she would still be unable to help but say that if she knew who he was.

Maybe a sweeter expression.

A popular topic ten years ago when the earth was penetrated by the center of the earth was still filming. Xiang Ge and Song Zhi were standing at the door of the studio. The woman lowered her eyes and honestly called "Mr. Song."

Song Zhi looked at her with an honest look and raised his eyebrows: "What do you have to say about Mr. Xiang?"

Qiao Xin was almost scared to death by the side, and stood behind Xiang Ge, secretly pulling her sleeve silently to warn her silently.

Xiang Ge grabbed the little girl's white and tender fingers with comforting backhand and pinched them twice. He turned his head and carefully looked at the model in front of the camera. He said seriously: "The Tao is a bit vulgar, and I feel that it can be changed to something new."

Song Zhi sneered with a dark face, and a stack of paper in his hand was slapped into her arms.

Xiang Ge subconsciously raised his hand to pick it up, pinching it, watching him not move.

Song Zhi frowned: "Open it and look."

Xiang Ge opened it and glanced at it briefly, raised his eyebrows little by little, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

After roughly looking through it, she raised her head with a surprised look.

Song Zhi saw that she finally had a different expression. She was quite satisfied and raised her hand to knock on the edge of the paper: "If something goes wrong with the cover of the new issue of "SINGO", you will leave."

Xiang Ge: "..."

If the Z family's new spring and summer outfit show more than a week ago was Xiang Ge's level, which was only lucky to be on the runway, then the new issue of "SINGO" this time was full of shit shining with golden luck and was directly pressed on her head.

"SINGO" has been in its sixth year since its founding. With its high-quality picture content and unique perspective, it has become one of the most influential magazines in the fashion circle. After counting in previous issues, the cover characters are either supermodels who have endorsed major brands or popular fresh actress actresses and actresses. It is absolutely impossible to use new models.

It is not surprising that this kind of resource has been obtained worldwide. The key is that she actually has her share this time.

Xiang Ge has been working as a flat model for several years silently and has only shot the covers of a few small magazines. This kind of fashion magazine cover with the label "You are already a big name" or "You want to be popular" suddenly waved to her one day, which she had never thought about before.

Xiang Ge even began to suspect that Song Zhi finally recovered after a long period of treatment for eye disease abroad, discovered her beauty and wanted to sneak into her.

No one other than Qiao Xin, who was present at the time, knew about the new magazine resource of "SINGO" that was obtained by Xiang Ge. Afterwards, the little girl blushed with excitement and pulled Xiang Ge's hand: "Sister Xiang Ge!"

Xiang Ge sat in the dressing room with his legs raised and played with his cell phone, responding lazily.

"The cover of "SINGO"!" Qiao Xin's eyes were bright, "You're going to be red!"

Xiang Ge looked away from the screen of his phone and found it funny. He raised his hand and pinched the little girl's sharp chin: "Why are you so cute?"

Qiao Xin let her pinch it and happily said, "It seems that nothing is wrong for Xu Yiqi to get two more resources. One "SINGO" is worth it."

Xiang Ge smiled and didn't say anything.

Any place where women gather is a battlefield with smoke, especially the model circle where beautiful women gather.

In addition, everyone is in a competitive relationship, so naturally there is no possibility of being in peace. Small groups, exclusion and tricks behind it emerge one after another.

In some models of Global Entertainment, the one with the most outstanding qualifications in the Xiang song group is Xu Yiqi. And for some special reasons, Xu Yiqi can often get relatively good resources and often stumbling on her.

Xiang Ge has no desire to win. Generally, as long as it is not too obvious, she doesn't care much about it when she is said behind her back.

Qiao Xin has always been angry and admired her attitude.

The little girl pulled the chair next to her and leaned forward a little: "Sister Xiang Ge, why don't you look excited or happy at all?"

Xiang Ge threw his phone on the dressing table, put his chin on the table, and said listlessly: "I'm so happy."

"You look like you're at all--" Qiao Xin's mouth bulged, and halfway through her speech, the sound of high heels outside the door was coming from a distance or near.

She reacted quickly and shut up in an instant.

Xu Yiqi pushed the door and glanced around the entire dressing room, landing on Xiang Ge, from top to bottom, and finally stopped on her naked, white ankles exposed, with a gentle and pleasant voice: "Have your feet been done?"

Xiang Ge held her head with one hand and looked at her, laughing lazily: "Okay."

Xu Yiqi also smiled, turned her hand and closed the door, walked to her desk, took off her earrings and said, "I sprained my earrings at that time, and I was really scared. Fortunately, Mr. Fu didn't pursue it anymore. But don't care too much. After all, it's a big brand like Z. It's the first time you've participated in such a large-scale show. It's inevitable that everyone will have it. Just get used to it." She paused, looked at herself in the mirror and smiled slightly.

"If you still have a chance."

Xiang Ge raised his eyelids and looked at her without saying a word.

Xu Yiqi was also present at that show. Xiang Ge was the substitute who was lucky and was called to the spot immediately, and she had already set a quota.

Xiang Ge rolled his tongue down, his eyes floated away, and Xuxu stopped somewhere along the table, and he spoke casually: "I was not feeling well that day during my menstruation. When I came, I brought painkillers and placed them on the table in the dressing room, but they disappeared."

Xu Yiqi raised her eyebrows.

Xiang Ge looked at her with a look: "You said, why did it disappear?"

Xu Yiqi's expression flickered slightly, and she returned to a gentle smile in an instant. She bent down and took off her high heels: "That's quite strange. Maybe I forgot it if I put it somewhere else. Think about it carefully."

Xiang Ge chuckled, put down his long legs, supported the corner of the table with his fingertips, and stood up.

She was 1.73 meters tall and didn't take off her high heels. After standing up straight, she was a little taller than Xu Yiqi, with a slightly lower vision, with an indescribable sense of oppression.
Chapter completed!