She became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder sister

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Didn't Red Break Ground on My Head? (build)

    Zhou Wei stood in front of the whiteboard in the bedroom, his eyes were silent, and he picked up a pen and made a cross on the word "Huo Chenye".

    There are criss-cross mind maps on the whiteboard, which are important tools for Zhou Wei to sort out his thoughts after coming to this world. Among them, the item [Teammates] only extended to a branch of Huo Chenye, and now it is also excluded.

    Just the day before yesterday, Zhou Wei "tortured" the system, but the system said that in order to protect the rights and interests of the world, it could not disclose to her who her teammates were.

    Zhou Wei thought for a moment, put a question mark under Huo Chenye's name, and then turned the whiteboard over.

    The future is long, as long as she can live here forever, she is not afraid that she will not be able to find that person.

    --In

    the following week, Zhou Wei was almost only active in three places: the racing track, the gym, and the hard bed at home.

    Thanks to the blessing of absolute space, Zhou Wei quickly passed the training and assessment, and got the C-level driver's license from the FIA. With this driver's license, it means that Zhou Wei can participate in international regular competitions.

    However, Zhou Wei focused on obtaining certificates, while Mo Haodong was miserable.

    He doubts every day whether he is leading an artist or an athlete.

    After all, he is also a man who wants to become a gold medal agent. This week he has worked so hard to help Zhou Wei get resources, but nothing has been achieved. Is this reasonable?

    Mo Haodong narrowed his eyes and shook his head: It's unreasonable. After Zhou Wei started to gain attention, even the diving team came to actively poach people. The major directors and program crews in the circle have such vicious eyes, how could no one look for him this week?

    Mo Haodong returned to Duanhuo that afternoon.

    Before reaching the door of the director's office, he saw Zhou Yiyi's manager Li Ming coming down the stairs.

    Li Ming has always been eccentric, how could he let go of this good opportunity, and immediately twisted his waist and rubbed in front of Mo Haodong: "Yo, isn't this our manager Mo? What? Didn't you announce today?"

    Mo Haodong was grinning, and his heart was mmp: "I remember your artist is not Duo Huo, right?"

    Huang Wu can't pretend to be you, why, I can meet you everywhere.

    Li Ming grinned and patted his thigh, "Isn't that right, the artistes under him are too hot to do anything, busy," while holding the contract in front of Mo Haodong, "Look, Yiyi didn't even want to accept this commercial, Who made your Zhou Wei not live up to her expectations? She originally wanted to find her, but in the end, you didn't agree with each other."

    Li Ming clapped his hands together, as if a storyteller had given up, and regretfully called off the curtain, "Hey, Then what, I'm leaving if there's nothing else to do."

    Mo Haodong was so angry that he looked like a puffer fish when he saw his villainous appearance.

    He puffed his cheeks and went to the business director's office.

    Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, he was kindly patted on the shoulder and invited out.

    "Xiao Mo, it's useless for you to look for me. You also know that Zhou Wei of your family is the person in Zong Zong's favor. How can I take care of her resources? If you want to find it, you have to find Zong Zong. Ah."

    With a fluttering sentence, the ball was kicked directly to the big boss.

    Mo Haodong is a rookie, how can he have the right to question Zong Yue?

    There is no way but to be deflated. Mo Haodong sulked and left the company.

    He didn't dare to go to Zhou Wei directly like this, so he parked in the underground garage of Zhou Wei's house, squatting next to the car to digest his emotions.

    He originally thought that those days of being bullied by others would pass by little by little with hard work, so he and Zhou Wei worked hard desperately. Only now did he discover that the world was simply watching clowns perform, and never gave the weak a chance.

    Mo Haodong thought of Zhou Wei's always serious and strong eyes, and his heart ached so much that he shed tears. After finally getting better, with some attention and fans, the resources are still not available to her.

    Why is it so unfair?

    Why?

    When Zhou Wei found Mo Haodong, what he saw was such a scene of a hunk sobbing.

    After getting into the car, Zhou Wei put his arms around his chest and asked in a parental tone, "Tell me, what's going on."

    Mo Haodong had no choice but to explain the ins and outs in detail.

    "Li Ming, Zong Yue..." Zhou Wei knocked on the car twice unconsciously with his hand on the car window after listening.

    After a while, Zhou Wei said to Mo Haodong, "Okay, I know."

    Although he didn't know what Zhou Wei knew, Mo Haodong felt very safe when he heard this sentence. He started the car and went to the diving base with Zhou Wei to practice driving.

    ——On

    this night, Zhou Wei stood in front of the whiteboard again, next to the word "Zong Yue" in the clue map, there were many branches extending out.

    Zhou Wei thought of Mo Haodong's confused face, and said, "Mr. Zong? It seems that he doesn't have any special bad habits, and I haven't heard of any particular preferences. He keeps himself clean and doesn't smoke or drink much. He has a good reputation among the second generation." Already."

    No particular preference?

    A smile appeared on Zhou Wei's mouth.

    half an hour later.

    A girl wearing high heels came out of the elevator on the first floor, her wavy hair fluttered with her steps, silver earrings faintly flashed, her tight skirt outlined her perfect body curve, her legs were well-proportioned and slender, her skin was fair and delicate, and she was covered in Up and down can be described as flawless works of art.

    She shook the car key in her hand, found her white car, and sat in it gracefully. Then, like starting a high-end supercar, he started the car sassyly.

    The dilapidated car couldn't make any high-end roar, but Zhou Wei still drove smoothly.

    The feeling of returning to my profession... I still miss it a little bit.