1241: C1241 An Xinran Wanted to Snatch the Yan Ling Fan Group

C1241 An Xinran Wanted to Snatch the Yan Ling Fan Group

An Xinran screamed, her face twisted in anger.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Baiming frowned impatiently, his eyes sharp.

"Do you not understand? It's the literal meaning of it."

"I'm warning you, stay away from Jiang Xiaomeng! Also, don't you dare to find trouble with Jiang Xiaomeng in my name!"

Zhao Baiming spat on his face, his entire body like a poisonous snake.

An Xinran was frightened by Zhao Baiming's gaze.

Her hair was gripped in Zhao Baiming's hand. When he exerted force, An Xinran had no choice but to raise her head to look at his eyes.

Then she listened to him word by word.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. If you dare to use me as a gun, don't even think about getting a single cent from me!"

Zhao Baiming left without looking back, leaving An Xinran alone on the street, trembling in anger.

Especially when she turned around, she could see Jiang Xiaomeng and Qin Haoran sitting there drinking coffee through the glass, laughing and talking. She was so angry that she was trembling.

An Xinran finally understood. She hoped that she could not rely on Zhao Baiming!

She had to think of something else!

...

In the hotel.

An Xinran dialed her father's number.

In the phone, her father's voice was extremely old.

"Xinran."

However, An Xinran did not have the mood to listen to her father's voice.

"Daddy, do you know what kind of ace manager you are? Can you recommend some resources to me?"

Father An did not expect An Xinran to still be so stubborn at this time!

"Enough!"

He roared.

He had not slept for days and nights. There were employees outside who were asking for their salary. At this time, An Xinran's eyes were only filled with Qin Zhihao!

An Xinran did not expect that even her own family members did not understand her. She was so angry that her tears flowed out like water.

"Humph, it's fine. I can think of a way myself!"

She hung up the phone hatefully, and her heart was filled with hatred.

An Xinran was furious. She stood up and forced herself to go to the manager whom she had disliked before.

The manager heard An Xinran's voice.

"What's wrong, Miss An?"1

Knowing that the situation had developed to this point, An Xinran had no choice but to rely on others. She lowered her head and asked.

"Sister Wang, I know I was wrong."

"I still want to be popular. Can you help me?"

Sister Wang, who was on the other side, seemed to have heard a joke and pointed the spearhead at An Xinran.

"An Xinran, you have become like this because you didn't listen to my advice and acted willfully. Even the God can't help you now."

Seeing that Sister Wang was about to cut off the phone, An Xinran hurriedly spoke up.

"Black fans are also fans. Black fans are also a source of traffic!"

Seeing her manager being attracted by her, An Xinran instantly felt like she had found hope.

“Sister Wang, when I rise again, I will definitely not forget your grace of rebirth.”

Sister Wang hesitated for a moment and thought of Yan Ling’s manager.

She didn’t think well of Yan Ling before, but now she was lucky and Yan Ling became famous.

She thought about it sarcastically and said to An Xinran.

“It’s not impossible for you to become famous.”

“You need fans right now, a lot of fans.”

Sister Wang told An Xinran.

“During the time you weren’t in the entertainment industry, the most popular newcomer was Yan Ling! You have to take over Yan Ling’s fans!”

An Xinran immediately thought of something.

“Sister Wang, I can do it!”

The corner of An Xinran’s lips slowly lifted.

She had been with Zhao Baoming for a while and had heard many bad things about Zhao Baoming and Yan Ling from him!

This was a great opportunity!

She knew how to fabricate Yan Ling’s bad news and take over her fans!

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