Chapter 66 - Witch

If it can't bring good results for Moran, even if Laila likes Elena, it is impossible to choose her as the brochure model. So she didn't think she had done a great thing. If she insisted, it was just a sense of accomplishment from her outstanding vision.

"No matter what you say, my career will get off to a good start because of you. If you have time, please allow me to thank you."

Elena is a new model, but the agent behind her is not. She knew very well who gave Elena a good starting point. If you want to get involved in the modeling industry, making friends with famous designers. The identity background and superb shooting techniques like Laila are people with who she needs to interact.

She urged Elena to make this call again and again, and the agency hoped that she could be more lively, even if she hugs her thick thigh. It's a pity that her ideas are beautiful, but Elena herself can't do what she wants her to do anyway.

But fortunately, if you stick to Laila at all costs, I'm afraid Laila will alienate them entirely because of boredom.

The other party spoke so sincerely, and Laila was not an indifferent person. After happily accepting her invitation, she drove to the Phoenix Company.

As soon as I walked in, Roy was sweating profusely, rushed out of the company's door.

"Laila! You left me in the company for so long without showing up?" He saw her coming upstairs, and he rushed to her before she entered the door.

Laila raised her eyebrows: "You still have the strength to run over, aren't the teachers you hired too irresponsible?"

Roy almost didn't make his nose crooked. I haven't seen her for so many days. Her mouth is still so vicious. Also, it is nostalgic.

"Don't you see the sweat on my head and body? Do you know how hard I have done the training that those guys left for me?"

Laila deliberately frowned and waved the tip of her nose: "I see. You have to remember that you will be a star in the future. Running around in such a stinky sweat and being seen by people will lose the face of our company. Fortunately, You don't have many fans right now, or you will be scared off many of the fans."

Roy hissed at her: "You have problems with your eyes. Is my body smelly and sweaty? Please call it masculine! Have you seen my pectoral muscles and biceps? Now, if I go for bodybuilding. I can win prizes in the competition!"

"Just you?" Laila squeezed his muscular arm with a stretched hand and smiled dryly: "I don't see the muscles. I can see that you have increased your sense of humor." No matter how angry he is feeling, she walked into the company.

Roy chased her as if he hadn't had fun with her, "Hey, did you know? A man wouldn't like a girl like you. We prefer cute, more feminine girls. Do you know the flavor? It's the kind of temperament you don't have."

"Don't tell me you seem to be a man. Are you not still a boy?" Laila pushed him away and walked into the elevator: "When you stand there so that women passing by can't look away from you, then I will admit that you are already a man."

With Roy's appearance, she felt that it was not impossible. It's just that being handsome does not necessarily become the focus of everyone's attention. Each item of dress, temperament, speech, and behavior, etc., must be carefully crafted.

Do you think that a celebrity can be easy to be a star as long as it has a beautiful face? The most vital thing in Hollywood is gorgeous newcomers, but how many of them can become stars? That's why she found so many teachers for him to train.

In the future, his fame will become popular with her movies, and the benefit to the company will not be the slightest. Otherwise, why would she spend so much money on him?

Roy followed into the elevator and snorted disdainfully, "Is that only you who think so? Tell you, I stand on the street, and they turn their head back 100%! Otherwise, why do you think I stay in the company training every day."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid of getting lost?" Laila took the sentence with no face.

Roy's eyes rounded: "Do you think I have ears under my nose? I will ask people if I don't know the way!"

"Really? That's good. It seems that the recent training has been fruitful. Although the muscles have not seen any results, at least your IQ has been strengthened a lot." Leave the sentence coolly. Laila walked into her office.

Roy was so angry that he used to think that his eloquence was splendid, but he didn't take advantage of this woman. Where did she pop out of it? If he didn't know that she was indeed less than nineteen years old, he would have thought she was a mature old witch!

"Did you know? Someone outside called you a witch." He followed up to the office and sat down across the desk.

Laila was taken aback, then glanced at him suspiciously: "Call me a witch?"

"Yes! You used a witch movie to create a miracle in movie history. The newspaper said that you are a witch with the hand of magic and that you will create another new era." Roy shrugged, "I want to know. That's flattering. What is the name of that newspaper? "Entertainer"?"

The "Entertainer" is a newspaper owned by Mr. Moran, and it's a ghost if you don't help Laila speak.

But a witch? She was called a witch after only making a movie called "The Blaire Witch". If she made a Marvel movie in the future, would she still be called Iron Man or something?

Laila flipped through the files on the table and pressed the secretary's phone: "Demi, where have you been? I didn't see you outside the office."

"Miss Moran!" It seemed that the boss would return to the company when she was away. Demi's voice trembled: "Sorry, Miss Moran, I'm working on some things downstairs, and I will soon go back. Is there anything you are rushing to deal with? I'm very sorry. I didn't receive the notice that you will come. If I do, I will be there to wait for your arrival."

"Okay! I see. There is nothing to worry about. You can handle the matter first." Laila hung up the phone, "Am I that scary? Demi is still scared when she talks to me."

Roy rolled his eyes: "You are her boss. You can fire her at any time. Once you are fired, you will lose your salary. Without a salary, you can't pay the bills. She can only wait for the flaws. She has reason to be afraid of you?"

Laila raised her eyebrows to look at him: "According to you, you are the one who relies on me for food. I can also fire you at any time, and you wouldn't have money to pay the bills and go bankrupt. Why are you not afraid of me?"

Roy stood up suddenly, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and smiled at her charmingly: "The answer is simple. I am special to you. Didn't you bring me to this place because you were obsessed with me ?"