In the afternoon.
Andy scolded Bai Ye severely.
What is the difference between not wearing an umbrella when it rains and not wearing a seat belt when driving?
They will all cause lives!
As a result, Bai Ye still spoke confidently, saying that he enjoys dangerous driving.
Beat Andy up in anger - perhaps some Bichi yearns to conceive a child from White Night and hopes to marry into a wealthy family, but Andy is different because she has already earned enough money to live a prosperous life for the latter half of her life.
"Don't be angry, let's go. I'll take you to the company."
Bai Ye sat in the driver's seat of the Maybach 62S, waving and smiling at Andy.
What else can Andy do?
I can only forgive him!
She still has to go to work.
At the entrance of the company, Andy got off the car and suddenly felt his legs weak, giving him a feeling that he couldn't stand.
Bai Ye timely helped her and couldn't help but laugh:
"Do you need me to help you up?"
"No need."
Andy shook his head.
If that were the case, even a fool would know what had happened, and the cold and stern image she had established in front of her subordinates over the years would have collapsed.
"I can do it myself."
Even Bai Ye couldn't help but watch Andy walk slowly into the building.
In the elevator.
Andy just met Maya Hansen again.
Maya Hansen looked at her in surprise and asked
"Andy, what brand of cosmetics are you using? How do you feel that your skin is getting better and better?"
"Really? There's nothing special about it," Andy felt embarrassed, but still pretended to touch his face as if nothing had happened and said, "It's the L'Oreal series."
"No, you must have your own unique maintenance secret. I also use L'Oreal's full range, why is it different from you?" Maya Hansen said.
"Perhaps it's just that the personal cosmetics are different."
"Really? I envy Andy for your good skin."
Andy roast in his heart: Are you envious? Enduring the pain of almost scratching your skin, you envy a ghost!
Manhattan.
An advertising studio.
Candice Svanepur arrived on set in a custom-made black Ford E350 nanny car.
A burly white man got off the car first, checked the environment, knocked on the car window, and stood in a position that blocked the sniper's line of sight.
Back.
Next came a tough and imposing female bodyguard who opened the carriage of the nanny's car.
The first person to come out of the carriage was a white woman, obviously a broker.
Finally, she wore a simple white T-shirt and light denim high waisted pants, revealing her slender ant waist. She tied her hair into a high ponytail and paired it with a pair of snake patterned short boots, named Candice Svanepur.
Youth is overflowing.
It was a complete mess.
Outside the advertising set, it was the advertising director who personally came to welcome it.
In the eyes of ordinary models, the director, nicknamed Tyrant, now has a sycophantic expression on his face, like a pug.
All of this surprised the chin of the new model Jasmine Tucker who was going to shoot an advertisement with Candice today.
"Miranda, what's the origin of that woman? Why does she have such a big show?" Jasmine Tucker said incredulously, "Even if it's a Hollywood A-list, that's pretty much the same treatment, right?"
Miranda Kerr is very calm. She won the championship in the national model selection competition for Dolly magazine cover girls at the age of 13 and entered her modeling career. It has been 12 years since then, and her mind is not comparable to that of Jasmine Tucker, a newcomer model.
In fact, both she and Candice have become contracted models for Victoria's Secret Service, and with the status of Jasmine Tucker, she actually has no qualifications to shoot advertisements with her and Candice.
There is only one reason for this - Jasmine Tucker is a black model.
"The thing is very simple, and that's... she has a boyfriend with very ordinary strength." Miranda Kerr said, "Have you seen her nanny car? At least 300000 dollars. And the woman next to her should be a senior agent at CAA. You should understand what this means, right?"
"So if she dares to come to the set, we must arrive early, and even the director who is not polite to us is smiling at her."
"As a result, she achieved results far beyond my twelve years of hard work in just four years."
Speaking of which, Miranda Kerr also felt a bit sour.
There are too many beautiful girls in Hollywood, and too few wealthy people. It's really difficult to find a boyfriend who can provide her with comprehensive protection like Candice's boyfriend.
At least she thinks she looks no less than Candice, but so far, all she can meet is a scumbag who wants to ask her out to have sex.
"Are you the gold owner?" Jasmine Tucker exclaimed in surprise, "No wonder! This treatment is also too good, isn't it? The $300000 nanny car, even when shooting advertisements, is accompanied by a senior CAA agent, and I want to..."
Looking at the envy and longing in Jasmine Tucker's eyes, Miranda Kerr really wanted to give her a big tease: Wake up, do you want to, and don't see if others want to?
The taste is curious, and there aren't many gold lords who like black skin.
Even if it's my turn, it can't be your turn!
Candice did not show a haughty attitude when facing the director with a smiling face. On the contrary, she was very humble.
She doesn't want to cause trouble for her brother.
Even a trivial trouble is still a trouble.
My brother is someone who does big things, how can he be distracted by a small matter of his own?
As for the checkpoint to the set... isn't it natural?
I have arranged a schedule, so it must have been according to the scheduled time. Why did I have to arrive on set early?
Entered the set.
"Hi, Miranda."
Candice saw Miranda Cole and greeted her with a smile.
Miranda Kerr cursed "Little Bichi" in her heart, but her face instantly burst into a passionate smile, and she greeted Candice.
Although she and Candice have only met a few times and are not very familiar with each other, it is clear from the attitude of the advertising director that their financiers are the kind of Hollywood dignitaries who can easily block them.
It's an existence that she can't afford to provoke.
How dare she throw a face at Candice?
After a brief greeting.
The advertising shoot has officially begun.
The filming time is very precious, and for every second of delay in camera rental, venue rental, and production staff, a lot of money is wasted.
"Ka, Candice, you are doing very well. Miranda and Jasmin, can you take Dim sum and tell me, can you?"
"Yes!"
Miranda Kerr and Jasmine Tucker whispered bb.
This advertising director is also one of the top in the industry, and even Miranda Kerr, who has already signed with Victoria, has no capital to talk to the director.
Shoot for half a day.
Finally, we managed to create a scene that the director was satisfied with.
He gently waved at Candice:
"Candice, come and take a look. Is there anything else bad about it?"
Miranda Kerr sat on the rest table, drinking water, watching Candice pointing at the camera monitor with the director. She was so jealous that her teeth were almost crushed:
"Hmph! What's so amazing! One day... someone can take over!"
Look at that little fairy's appearance, at most she's just a little licking dog. Sister just doesn't have a chance. If one day, she will definitely lick better than her. I promise to give the gold lord a comfortable lick!