Huang Yue pouted. "It's a long black sports bag. Did you see that? A sword hilt is exposed. This bag is so big. It's probably ancient clothes inside, right? Ding Sheng Media has really put in a lot of effort."
"Hmph, so ugly that no one would want her even if she were thrown on the ground." Hao Ting sneered, then raised her eyebrows at Huang Yue. "Should I also go and contribute to Miss Wen's second round of test?"
Seeing Hao Ting's demeanor, Huang Yue knew she was up to no good, but she still said, "Don't mess around, there are so many people here. Besides, Wen Nian also has a background, and you can't afford to offend her."
Hao Ting had a fiery temper, and with a bit of family money, she always acted domineering in the talent agency, snatching resources without feeling ashamed, thinking that the company should pamper her.
