Zuo Jing dressed as a wealthy stepmother and brought her baby to counterattack the entertainment ind

Yin Shanshan was sent back to the camp for inspection, and her manager stayed alone with her to discuss what had just happened.

"It's too much. The camera must have captured everything just now. Let's post it directly online to see how Su Wanning can turn around this time!"

The agent fought back against the injustice, and Yin Shanshan's face was full of gloom.

"Just do as you say."

While she was talking, Yin Shanshan opened her phone and found an unread email in her mailbox. She clicked it and glanced at it, then her expression suddenly changed and she shouted loudly: "Wait--"

The agent who had just walked to the door was startled and turned around suddenly: "What's wrong?"

Yin Shanshan took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, and handed over the phone screen.

There was an email on the phone, which contained many detailed screenshots of the chat history.

Most of the chat records are pictures exchanged, and the above are pictures of negative reviews on the grapes Su Wanning sold last time.

Based on the time displayed on the screen, it can be inferred that these pictures were taken before the negative reviews. What is more obvious is that the same background in the pictures was specially circled in red in the email.

Apart from this series of evidence, there was not a word of nonsense, except for the signature with three words that appeared in front of the two people.

"Su Wanning..."

Yin Shanshan muttered this name, wishing she could eat Su Wanning alive right away.

"What should I do? What does she mean?"

The agent looked obviously more flustered than Yin Shanshan.

"There was nothing said in the email. I'm afraid it was just a threat. She expected that we would take action now."

Yin Shanshan stared at herself in the mirror in front of her. In the past, she was an exquisite queen no matter who she met, but only with Su Wanning, she ended up in embarrassment time and time again.

"Then are we just going to tolerate this tone?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do!" Ying Shanshan roared loudly. The manager did not dare to say anything more and quietly retreated out.

On the other side, Su Wanning put away her mobile phone, curled her lips proudly, and hummed a song in a good mood.

"Mom, what are you singing?"

Su Wanning lowered her head and looked at her daughter with a smile, and hummed: "We ordinary people are so happy today!"

[Sure enough, mother and daughter are of the same origin.]

【I think of a big river, help me.】

After lunch, the director team took the children and their mother to a special beauty salon on the Mongolian grassland.

"There are many beauty products here. This afternoon, the children will give their mothers beauty treatments and help your mothers retain the traces of time with their own hands!"

There are four beauty beds neatly placed in the center of the yurt, and there are various bottles and beauty equipment on the shelves next to them.

The director's creativity is indeed as vulgar as ever.

Su Wanning complained like this in her heart, but said nothing on her face. She walked to the bed in the corner and lay down.

"Every year, go and help mom find some facial masks."

"good!"

The little guy happily ran to the cabinet on the side, and the remaining children also walked over diligently, each of them preparing a small basket with beauty products that they could not understand.

The children laughed together and provided each other with reference opinions, but in fact, the bottles and jars were not only written in English and German, but some even had Korean and Japanese on them. The children did not understand anything and could only pick them up randomly.

"Look what I found!"

Ming Ming found a few small transparent bowls from nowhere in the cabinet. Each person got one, took the mixing stick inside, and started pouring the contents of various bottles and jars into them to mix.

[Are the children really here to give their mother a beauty treatment? It looks like they are cooking.]

【Don’t be so embarrassed.】

[I’m so envious, many theater brands I see are very expensive! 】

It's rare to have time to do this kind of beauty treatment, especially since we have been working by boat and carriage recently, and the four women are lying on the beauty bed with their eyes closed to rest.

It was rare for him to find something he was interested in. After pouring everything into the bowl, he came to Feng Rui's side and took a stirring stick, smearing it on her face like mud.

Feng Rui felt a little uneasy: "Mingming, what are you applying to me?"

“Vixy Mask!”

Feng Rui's face suddenly darkened at the name, which he answered abruptly without thinking.

"What did you say?"

"What's the matter? My grandma said that vixens and vixens are all beautiful!"

Feng Rui broke her teeth and swallowed it.

After all, the old woman at home still needs to be feared.

Soon all four people's faces were covered with facial masks. However, when Feng Rui looked in the mirror, she felt something was wrong. The things on the other people's faces were either white or pink, but the thing on her face looked like

The real mud is black and blue.

"What the hell is this?"

Feng Rui ignored Mingming's obstruction and went straight to the side to wash her face. Then after taking a look at herself in the mirror, she couldn't hold it back and let out a scream.

"Ah! Why did I become so dark!"

The camera focused on it, and it turned out that Feng Rui had been given a full bottle of melanin, and now the color on her face was comparable to that of African refugees.

Feng Rui immediately cried and called Mingming's father to complain.

After hearing the whole story, Boss Dai comforted her: "Children are ignorant. If you can tan, you can whiten. I will find the best beautician for you!"

"What do you know? Whitening is difficult!" Feng Rui, who had received whitening injections, shouted in a tearful voice.

【Laugh to death, little black man.】

【African refugee Feng Rui.】

[You will know if there is one as soon as you take action.]

Feng Rui was ridiculed on the Internet, but Su Wanning felt that she was making a lot of noise, so she got up and went to the cabinet nearby to pick out a few bottles.

"Here, put this on and wash it off after twenty minutes."

Su Wanning handed her a bowl of white facial mask.

Feng Rui didn't dare to answer it at all: "What is this?"

"Whitening mask, forget it if you don't believe it."

Su Wanning put the bowl aside, returned to her beauty bed, and lay down. Feng Rui gritted her teeth. After all, it was already like this. There would be no worse outcome, and she could only treat it like a dead horse.

Feng Rui applied the facial mask Su Wanning gave her and washed it off twenty minutes later with an uneasy feeling. However, she was surprised to find that her face in the mirror turned white.

"I came back in vain, I really came back in vain!"

Several other people also looked sideways, and Yin Shanshan's pupils opened slightly: "What's going on?"

Glancing at Su Wanning on the side, Yin Shanshan gritted her teeth, but for the sake of beauty she still said softly: "What did you use on her that was so effective?"

Su Wanning glanced at her and saw that several people were very curious. She got up and faced the audience in the live broadcast room with the very thing she had used just now.

"She used melanin, but it didn't last long. The immediate effect was terrible, so she could easily get it back with some powerful whitening products."