Er Shi Xingchen Company.
Jiang Xiaobai had also seen the message in the artists' group chat. Seeing that the scumbag Cheng You had landed a commercial for Yinyin—and that the shooting schedule actually excluded her—made her feel inexplicably upset.
Even though she reminded herself that she had her own Jinglan Women's Clothing photoshoot this afternoon, how could she possibly control her miserable feelings?
Inside the office.
Chen Jincheng sat in his executive chair, opened his computer, and began looking through some files.
This new executive chair was quite nice. The files, of course, were for the young women who had applied for the nightclub positions, sent over by Wang Yuan.
He went through them one by one, but didn't approve any. It wasn't that the quality of these applicants was worse than the previous batch; in fact, they were just as beautiful.
