As an A-list actress, Qiao Anxin's endorsement sales couldn't even compare to a newbie.
"She definitely did." Song Fang was also stunned. "If she didn't, she wouldn't have such results."
"Then, what should we do now?" Qiao Anxin's face was pale. "I can't lose to this slut. Xue Shiya still has many first-tier products. If my sales this time are good, I'll have a chance to get those first-tier endorsements.
"But if I lose to this slut, they definitely won't give me a better endorsement."
Song Fang didn't look too good.
Qiao Anxin was an artiste under her management, and the quality of resources in the future had something to do with her.
She naturally hoped that Qiao Anxin would get better.
"Since she's doing it, we'll do it too." Song Fang gritted her teeth. "You're right, you can't lose to her. I'll arrange it now."
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When Qiao Mianmian's sales reached 10,000, Qiao Anxin's sales were only at 5,000.
