Strange Phone

Meng Qingge arrived at the 12th floor of Rufeng Cultural Conspiracy Co., Ltd 10 minutes in the afternoon. When she entered, Monica's assistant told her that Monica had not arrived yet and told her to sit and wait.

After ten minutes, Monica arrived on time.

The article went smoothly, except for the fact that Meng Qingge wasn't feeling comfortable being stared at by Monica. Her gaze was like a poisoned knife, slow and steady on her body.

He looked at her seriously, with a hint of delicacy in his manner.

To be honest, Monica looked down on Meng Qingge at first glance. After all, Meng Qingge was not from the department of science, and she was a model before, so she knew how chaotic the business of modeling was. After all, when Monica was still a small broker, she also worked as a manager for models.

Meng Qingge signed the contract with Rufeng Cultural Conspiracy Co., Ltd. Then, Monica handed her a thick folder.