As Vice President Wu took the lead, the other old men followed suit, crowding around Shen Bixue with their greasy mouths:
"Hey, Best Actress Little Sister, I know you used to be proud, but look at the world now. Even the Best Actor has trouble getting gigs, and you're a woman, it's even harder to find a meal, have you thought about that?"
"But girl, you're a woman, and you have advantages that men don't. As long as you play with us old fellas, we guarantee you'll have ads to shoot every day."
"Little Shen, my company makes condoms, and there's just the right ad for you!"
Shen Bixue watched the men speak shamelessly, insulting her screen image, crowding her and forcing her into a corner, trying to make her drink one after another.
She shouted angrily:
"Hey, I sell my art, not my... body, Vice President Wu, you're going too far!"
