Holding the floral tea cup, Zhou Huimei's voice trembled, "This, this, this, this is just too ill-mannered."
What is proper upbringing?
Shen Jian妮 glanced over, chuckling lightly.
Ever since she moved from a second-tier city, relying on her contractor father to break into the modeling circle, she never planned on acknowledging the idea of having proper upbringing.
Proper upbringing? Those girls with proper upbringing who dare not undress are still struggling outside the third-tier circles!
Besides, if she had any proper upbringing, wouldn't she be at the mercy of that old witch Zhou?
At that moment, Shen Jian妮 wasn't bothered to waste words, she raised her eyes, firmly saying, "How about this? By tomorrow, do whatever you can to make that reporter change their tone. If they don't, don't blame me for showing up in front of Mr. He at 8 PM sharp tomorrow night."
Hearing the threat, Zhou Huimei nearly choked on her own breath.
