After breaking off the engagement, I relied on my best friend to become famous in the entertainment

Chapter 133: The supporting actress’ career is not going well (additional update)
Several people rushed to the TV station and entered into urgent rehearsals as soon as they arrived. Yun Shudai had not been idle this week and took the time to send He Wan several time-lapse messages to tell her that she was open for business again.

I thought it was pretty safe, but the director said there was not enough time and cut her dance off by one minute.

When Sister Yao heard the news, she almost got angry and cursed her, but in the end she could only quietly return to Yecheng.

She sighed repeatedly along the way: "Oh, forget it, if you didn't choose, then you didn't choose. Originally, this was a sudden surprise, so you must not believe that pie in the sky falls. Shushu, take a good rest at home these days. New Year's Eve See you later."

"Okay, Sister Yao, Happy New Year, An'an, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Sister Shushu."

Yun Shudai was sent to her doorstep by Sister Yao. It was her own little nest. After arriving home, she also breathed a long sigh of relief. How could she not have regrets? After all, she had worked hard for a week, but she had always been able to see clearly that it was not her own. No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain. Instead of being sad, it is better to have a good sleep.

Entering the space, she found that He Wan was not there. She fell directly on the sofa in the space and fell asleep. However, she didn't know that while she was sleeping, the things in the space were moving out bit by bit.

He Wan has been following Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao to the county in the past few days.

Today she contacted Lao Song again. She will prepare the last batch of goods before the end of the year and prepare for Mao Dong.

When Lao Song heard that there was old milk powder and a sewing machine, he was delighted and said, "How can Brother He sell it?"

"A bag of old milk powder costs 2 yuan, oil costs pounds and yuan. Acrylic bulked yarn costs yuan a pound, and a sewing machine costs yuan. Quilts cost yuan a piece, and indeed Liang costs yuan a meter."

"Okay, Brother He wants whatever he wants this time."

"Does Second Uncle Song have foreign exchange coupons?"

Song Laoer frowned, and after a moment he said, "How many cards do you want? I'll give you three hundred for each."

"I want as much as you have."

Song Laoer smiled: "This thing is not the same as an ordinary ticket. I can get you more. For this, I can only get you six."

He Wan nodded: "Okay, in addition, I also collect old items, Dahei Shi. If you have them, you can trade them with me."

"I really don't have many of those things here. I collected all the ones I gave you before, but do you really want the big black ten you mentioned? I want the same denomination to offset your bill." "Yes, how many do you have?"

"Twenty."

"Okay, I'll take it. See you at the same place at the same time."

After He Wan came out of Lao Song's place, she pushed her bicycle out of the space and started walking through the streets with a bamboo basket on her back.

“Collect rags, collect rags.”

During this time, she walked around the streets and collected nothing of value. She collected one radio, two enamel basins, and two watches. None of them were selling old items.

These people who sell enamel basins all lost their jobs and had no choice but to sell all their basins.

He Wan didn't care how much money he gave them. The food he gave them was definitely much more valuable than the pot.

She felt that she was here and had such a golden finger, maybe God asked her to help these people.

At the end of a small street, an old man waved to him.

He Wan rode over: "Uncle, what do you have to sell?"

"Do you want to take the watch?"

"Take it, but I want to see the quality."

The old man took out a watch from his pocket and said with some reluctance: "Look, this watch was seized from the enemy when I was fighting. See how much I can give you."

When He Wan heard that this old man was still an old Red Army soldier, he immediately became angry, thinking that no matter how much it was worth, this food could not be given less.

She couldn't figure out what brand it was, but the watch strap was made of military green leather, and the wrist was also made of military green woven material. The watch was not seriously worn, and it looked like she took good care of it.

(End of this chapter)