Deng Feifei was so angry that she stomped her foot. Her advertisements were being broadcasted on TV every day, she had played the second female lead in several well-known movies, and even got a nomination for the best supporting actress at a significant award ceremony this year. Although she was not a massive celebrity yet, her company was already planning to promote her. Rising to fame was just a matter of time. Yet this inconsiderate lobby manager didn't even bother to give her a proper look, showing absolute disdain.
What made her even more furious was that he gave his full respect to a woman who was merely selling herself. She was nothing but a washed-up rich girl. How dare she compare to Feifei?
"Fei'er, that car…" Hu Jiaojiao stared in the direction where Gu Qili had gone, slightly dazed, "It looks like a Maybach 62."