Power of Money

Chapter 205

Jillian's words shocked everyone in the studio.

In this company, everyone knew who Jillian was.

She was the centre of the girl group that the company wanted to promote this year. There were a lot of resources invested in her and she had countless schedules to attend. There were invitations from numerous variety programs, dramas and movies. Evidently, she had become the star of her generation and she could do anything she wanted, no one would refuse her.

Of course, the thing that everyone knew about her was her most notorious temper.

No one could work with her for more than a week.

She had only gotten into the limelight for less than a year, but she had gone through almost 8 to 9 different managers, a different one every month. Every manager had either been scolded or hit by her.

Moreover, all the artists who had worked with her, whether they were seniors or juniors, had been criticised and ostracized secretly by her

before. Especially towards the other members in the girl group, she didn't care about them and she rejected any practice sessions or events with them. According to rumors, if it were not for the contract, Jillian would have gone solo long ago. She even found a rich man in the industry, who had told her that he would make her as popular as Jessica Chan. So in the company, except for the president Nolan Lewis, she did not care about anyone else.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Jillian chuckled. She pointed at the cameraman and said, "You, turn off the camera, throw away the memory card, put in a new one and let's do it from the top."

Then she pointed to the props. "Remove the stockings from the model's legs and throw them away. Get me 30 new ones, I will keep changing them with every shot, no matter whether it's a good take or not. I have mysophobia, and I won't use things that have been touched by others."

Finally, she looked down at the director sitting behind the monitor and said, "Read the script to me later. I've just finished filming another advertisement and I'm very tired now. I'm not in the mood to read the script. Let's do this quickly, and finish shooting. I have something else to do."

Everyone was not used to Jillian's working style.

Moreover, they were almost at the end of the filming, and the director was very satisfied with Helen, but there was no way out. Jillian was the most popular artist in the company now, and she had a backing from the rich man. He was just a worker. To him, nothing mattered more than finishing the shoot.

Then, the director sighed and threw the notebook on the table. He stood up and said to Helen, who was still in a daze, "Beauty, I'm sorry. Since Jillian wants this advertisement, there's nothing we can do. Why don't you..."

Before the director could finish his words, Helen had already snapped back to reality.

It was not the first time that she had encountered something like this.

During the filming, the client would arrange for another model to come in, and she would be pushed out.

They just wanted to earn some money, and they didn't earn much. Helen was used to this.

What's more, it was Jillian, who was wildly popular.

Nodding, Helen took off the stockings that were mid way up her legs. Then she stood up

and reluctantly walked towards the room next to her.

"Where are you going?" Jillian looked at the model in front of her carefully. Although her looks were just average, but she was a little jealous of those long and slender legs.

"I, I'm going to the room to change my clothes," Helen said lowly.

"There's no need. I've already thrown the clothes into the corridor. You can go out and pick them up." Jillian said calmly.

"Threw them into the corridor?" Helen was stunned. She looked at Jillian in confusion and asked, "Why? Why did you throw my clothes out?"

"Why? Haha, because this room belonged to me all along. You didn't get my permission and used my makeup room, and even left those ragged clothes inside. You should be lucky that I didn't burn them, and you're still asking for the reason? Do you believe that I'll get my manager to throw your clothes onto the road outside. If you can still stand here and ask, why don't you hurry out and get them!"

In the face of Jillian's rebuke, Helen sighed silently.

The makeup room in the studio was open for use, and there were sofas and closets for

models to use. It was based on a first come first serve basis, and it wasn't a private space that belonged to one person. Of course, people would not throw others' clothes out and claim the room.

However, over the years in the entertainment industry, Helen was used to the behaviour of these celebrities. To fight over a room or even a chair, it was usual and it was a common backhanded trick in the industry.

But in this industry, Helen knew that it was exactly as what Jillian had mentioned. She was just a nameless model, in front of a celebrity like her, even if she got slapped, she would not be able to retaliate. Let alone just getting her clothes thrown out.

"Alright, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'll go to the corridor to get my clothes. Sorry for disturbing you."

Helen lowered her head and apologized profusely. Then, she left the studio and walked out.

However, in order to shoot the stockings advertisement, she was only dressed in a loose shirt, her legs were exposed. When she walked to the door, Jason and Jenny stood up in a hurry. Jason took off his outer shirt and handed it to Jenny to help cover Helen. Then he walked out, arms bare.

At this time, in the corridor outside the filming studio.

People were walking back and forth.

Today, there were different advertisements being filmed in all five studios.

Staff members were walking anxiously everywhere, but when they saw Helen coming out of No.3 studio in this state, they all stopped. They cast a strange look at Helen as if they were watching a clown.

"Bring her to an empty room first, and I'll go get her clothes."

Seeing a mass of clothes in a corner in the distance, Jason said and hurried over. When he picked up the clothes from the ground, he found that there were footprints on it.

"Sigh..."

Jason looked at the dirty clothes and sighed.

Turning around, he saw that Jenny had already covered Helen's waist with his shirt. She pushed the door open and walked into a dressing room that some models had just emerged from.

Jason stood there and hesitated for a moment.

He kicked open the trash can next to him and threw the dirty clothes into it.

Then he turned around and strode to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

The 66th floor.

Jason stood in the elevator and pressed the button.

He was silent until the elevator door opened, and he strode out.

"Who are you looking for?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

As soon as he left the elevator, a beautiful woman in a black professional dress came up and asked. She looked like a secretary.

"Nolan Lewis," Jason said.

"Are you looking for Ms. Lewis? Do you have an appointment?" The secretary asked with a frown.

"Jason Qin." Jason spat out two words lightly.

"Qin... Jason Qin? Are you Jason Qin?" The secretary suddenly widened her eyes and looked at the teenager's bare arms in front of her in disbelief.

Jason did not speak. He just looked at her indifferently.

After a while, the secretary nodded as if she had just woken up from a dream. She gestured and said, "Come with me." Then she hurried to lead the way.

It was a wide corridor with large windows.

The heels made a 'clacking' sound on the marble floors as the secretary led Jason to a pair of large luxurious doors. She bent her back, pushed open the door and said, "Master Qin, please come in."

Jason glanced at her and stepped in.

It was a large and luxurious office, decorated fashionably, and was covered in windows with a 250 degree view. One could see any corner of Nandu at a glance. The furniture and decorations were modern, a standard office of a female.

There was a faint fragrance in the office, which instantly improved Jason's sullen mood.

"Master Qin!"

Seeing Jason, Nolan stood up excitedly at first, but when she saw Jason's bare arms, she couldn't help blushing and indicated for her secretary to close the door and go out.

The door of the president's office closed.

Nolan removed a woman's blazer from the rack and hurriedly covered it on Jason's shoulders.

"What's wrong, Master Qin? Did something go wrong?"

Compared with the innocent smile on his face when they first met, Nolan asked this

question cautiously.

"Is Jillian under your company?" Jason asked.

"Yes, Jillian is a new artist that we intended to boom her popularity this year and she's trying to gain attention through different schedules..."

"Let's stop promoting her." Jason said.

"What?" Nolan was shocked!