Qin Zhao had been filming advertisements recently, resources introduced by Guanghua Entertainment. But because her popularity wasn't high enough, the advertising fees weren't substantial.
After completing seven or eight, she had only earned over six million.
"This money is still easier earned by exorcising demons."
During her spare time while playing on her phone, Qin Zhao suddenly discovered that Xie Han had been added to the blacklist.
She hadn't blacklisted him. Who the hell did this?
The image of Chu Yan's cool and noble handsome face popped into her mind, and Qin Zhao snorted coldly, removing Xie Han from the blacklist. He was a walking money bag; she couldn't afford to blacklist him.
Just as she had removed Xie Han from the blacklist, Qin Zhao received a call from him.
"Qin Zhao! Save me!"
Then the line went dead.
After Xie Han cried out for help, someone hung up the phone.
"Do you still dare to call?"
The girl's beautiful face seemed somewhat distorted.
