Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Wen Jia used all his strength to drag Qiao Yi out of the elevator. Before he could catch his breath, he let Qiao drag him out of the He's Building.

"...I said, is there a ghost chasing you?"

The two of them were in a panic, especially Qiao Yi, whose face and body were covered in ashes. When he crawled out just now, he scratched the elevator door with his hand, and he was bleeding now.

Depend on! It's not a good thing to run into a Tibetan mastiff.

"Is there any paper?"

Wen Jia also saw the injury on Joe's hand, and went to the small supermarket nearby to buy a pack of paper, a pack of Band-Aids, and a bottle of water.

"What's going on? How did you get trapped in the elevator?" Wen Jia asked while helping her treat the wound.

Joe frowned, not knowing what to say.

Thinking back to the scene where she was forced to act helplessly and used Wen Jia to impersonate her, she felt so guilty.

We can't let Wen Jia meet He Yunting.

"I ran into Josh."

"What!" Wen Jia shook his hands, poured half a bottle of water on the wound, hissed, and Qiao took a breath of air.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wen Jia hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe off the water on the wound.

"Why does this person linger, there are her everywhere."

Qiao Yi endured the pain and shrugged, "She seems to be very familiar with He's artist director. If I'm not wrong, she might want to sign He's."

Wen Jia angrily threw a ball of waste paper in his hand into the trash can, "What do you mean, is she trying to cut off your beard? If you also join He's." Wen Jia paused at this point, With Qiao Shi here, today's interview probably didn't work out, and she swallowed the words as soon as they came to her lips, for fear that Qiao would be sad if she said them.

"I handed out my resume, but..."

Wen Jia was overjoyed, "Did you succeed?"

"Yeah." Joe nodded.

Wen Jia put his hands together and clapped his hands together: "You are amazing, sister, let's go, what do you want to eat, sister is rich, please rub your hands and celebrate."

Joe One: "..."

That money is not from me.

"...But, I don't think there is much hope. I handed in my resume in front of Qiao Shi, and..."

"Yiyi, you have to have confidence in yourself." Wen Jia interrupted her, "What's the matter in front of Qiao Shi, as long as He's artist director is willing to accept the resume, you will have a role, don't be afraid of her! I'll be you With a strong backing, when you become popular, I will take your autographed photo, one hundred yuan each..."

Wen Jia clapped his little hands and began to plan for a bright future with excitement, which made Qiao Yi's temples bulge.

"Wen Jia, even if I pass the interview, it's impossible for me to enter He's." Qiao Yi decided to tell the truth.

Wen Jia was taken aback, "Why?"

Qiao hesitated to speak, and Wen Jia stomped his feet anxiously, "Hurry up, you're going to kill me."

Qiao Yi snorted, "Then I told you, can't you hit me?"

Wen Jia raised his hand and gave her a slap, "Hurry up, I'll beat you if you don't."

"...He's boss molested me, me, me, me, I couldn't get angry, so I beat him up!"

It is considered indecent to lie on her lap without her consent. As for beating, he didn't, but she ripped off his pants, which was more serious than beating.

Qiao Yi believed that he was telling the truth, not exaggerating.

Wen Jia was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then, the expression on his face was brilliant.

After a while, she didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked again, "... Tell me, who did you beat?"

"He's boss."

"He Yuncheng?"

Qiao Yi rubbed his nose, "...No, it's his brother, He Yunting."

"..."

Wen Jia almost didn't come up in one breath, and pouted.

"Where's my quick-acting Jiuxin Pill?" She pinched the person and rolled her eyes.

"Do you know what kind of existence He Yunting is in the emperor? He stomped his feet casually, and the emperor would tremble three times. You actually beat him!!!"

Well, the author made a calculation, and there are four updates today~