Meng Yanzhang touched his trouser pocket and dug out two crumpled red tickets and several pieces of change from the inside.
He hasn't received a good script for a long time. The roles given to him by Hong Bin, the agent, are insignificant and dispensable. Even you don't need to think about this person's logic and destiny. If you can't get a good role, you won't have exposure, and naturally you won't have money.
"Infighting" is a big IP, and Deng Yewei became popular with a supporting role in it. Later, Meng Yanzhang learned that Li Jinglei, the director of "Infighting", took a fancy to him at a glance, and let people find Hong Bin, saying that they wanted him to play, but Deng Yewei cut him off. Deng Yewei listened to Hong Bin very much, and Hong Bin was naturally willing to give the role to someone who was easily controlled by him.
After Deng Yewei became popular, he immediately showed his true colors. He ridiculed Meng Yanzhang as an idiot, and he deserved it when he was twenty-six years old and still groped in the seventy-second line. It was then that Meng Yanzhang realized that it was not the first time for Deng Yewei to do such a thing. He had been kept in the dark and treated Deng Yewei as a good brother every day.
After full exercise, Meng Yanzhang returned to his residence. Deng Yewei was hunched and mopping the floor. There was water all over the floor. As soon as he heard the sound of opening the door, he was like a frightened bird, and his whole body was tense.
"Meng ... Meng Ge ... I'll pack up ... you ... you don't hit me ..." Deng Yewei she shrank her neck, afraid that Meng Yanzhang would suddenly attack again.
Meng Yanzhang's dark eyes looked at the ground for half a second. "The mop is wrung dry and then dragged."
"Yes ... yes!" Deng Yewei ran into the bathroom with a mop at a loss, and hurriedly came out with a wringed mop to quickly mop up the water stains on the ground.
It's the first time for Meng Yanzhang to see such a hard-working appearance. It seems that he can't do it. There is simply a sucker who is too lazy to do it.
Deng Yewei lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and his eyes were red. At first glance, he just cried.
Putting the mineral water in his hand on the table, Meng Yanzhang wiped the sweat on his neck with a towel and said flatly, "Did you call Brother Hong?"
Although it is a question, his tone is a declarative sentence. He is not asking, but he is sure that Deng Yewei has done so.
The mop in Deng Yewei's hand "snapped" and fell to the ground. He shook all over and turned white.
"No ... no ..." Deng Yewei bent down to pick up the mop, not only his fingers, but also his lips were shaking, his eyes were red and his pupils were constricted, as if he were afraid to the extreme.
Deng Yewei's mind played back twenty minutes ago. As soon as Meng Yanzhang left, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and called his agent.
After listening to his complaint, Hong Bin let out a sneer from his nose, as if he had heard a big joke. "Take a good rest when you have a fever, and talk to me when you are sober. Brother Hong is busy and has no time to listen to you talk in your sleep."
"No ... no, HongGe! Meng Yanzhen just really hit me and threw cold water at me. " Deng Yewei was tongue-tied. He blushed and tried to argue, trying to convince Hong Bin that what he said was true.
"He hit you? Where did I hit you? Are you black and blue or are you short of arms and legs? " Hong Bin concluded that Deng Yewei's brain was burnt out, and he didn't want to talk to him any more. But when he had dinner last time, Mr. Hu was a little interested in Deng Yewei, and Hong Bin was waiting for Deng Yewei to take him with him after he recovered from a cold, so he had to be patient and perfunctory.
Hong Bin immediately put Deng Yewei well, he looked at himself in the mirror, neither black and blue, nor lack of arms and legs, he was a little dumb.
"No ... no ..."
"Come on, don't think about getting into trouble with Meng Yanzhang every day. Get well by yourself, and hurry up while Boss Hu is still interested in you." Hong Bin didn't say much, and neatly hung up the phone.
Deng Yewei's brain is still stupid. Why doesn't Hong Bin believe him? Clearly before, no matter how he framed Meng Yanzhang, Hong Bin would believe it.
Meng Yanzhang took out his clothes and toiletries, and when he passed by Deng Yewei, his eyes were like frost. "Is it useful?"
Deng Yewei's hand with a mop suddenly tightened, and the whole person stretched into a bow, and his blood was cool in an instant.
Meng Yanzhang expected it, so he dared to beat himself so impudently, because no one would believe what he said.
At this moment, Deng Yewei thoroughly tasted what is the turn of the wind and what is the consequences of eating.
Meng Yanzhang just let him taste what he had done.
...
Duan Jiangqiu sat in a chair, holding a document with Meng Yanzhang's photo printed on it, which is Meng Yanzhang's personal information.
"What's the matter with his brokerage company? Such a good card can also be smashed like this? " Duan Jiangqiu put the data on the desktop, and his slender fingers lit the white pages.
Meng Yanzhang's first film won the Best Newcomer Award, but since he signed up for Pengfei Entertainment, he has either starred in a brain-dead idol drama or a country love story. Recently, he has even appeared in an anti-Japanese .
Smell speech, Duan Jiangqiu's brow puckered, his eyes darkened, and he wanted to think about it carefully. Whenever Meng Yanzhang's agent has a little professional ethics, it will not be so easy to send Meng Yanzhang to his room. I don't know how many times I have done this nasty thing to Meng Yanzhang.
"Go talk to Mr. Ji and ask him to get people to his company." As soon as Duan Jiangqiu's voice fell, he straightened up and straightened his collar. "Forget it, I'll go there myself."
Liang Wensi didn't say a word, but his gold-rimmed glasses flashed in the sunlight. "Yes, you have a video conference at 3: 30 in the afternoon."
"Do you need to prepare lunch for you and Mr. Ji?"
Duan Jiangqiu picked up a suit jacket and strode out, with a smile in his eyes. "No, if you go to Ji Zong's place, you will naturally let Ji Zong treat you."
When he arrived at Ji Xiuyang's company, Duan Jiangqiu happened to meet the newly-released film emperor passing by him. The man looked twenty-eight and handsome, and his lips looked a little similar to Meng Yanzhang's.
Duan Jiangqiu has just returned to China, and few people know him. The newly released best actor, naturally, didn't care about him and walked straight past him.
"Manager Duan, do you need to arrange it for you?" Liang Wensi eagle-eyed notice Duan Jiangqiu just that one eye.
Sometimes, Duan Jiangqiu is really annoyed. He is a smart secretary.
"You think too much." Wind his one eye, Duan Jiangqiu light said.
"I thought too much." Wen-si liang slightly, and admitted.
Seeing Duan Jiangqiu at the front desk, his eyes lit up and a warm smile appeared on his face. "Hello, sir."
"Well, I'm looking for your manager Ji."
Duan Jiangqiu's beautiful appearance, especially his peach blossom eyes, makes his face gorgeous, and he has a tear mole in the corner of his eye, which makes him look more like a fox who is fascinating and has become a human figure.
Fortunately, his temperament is outstanding, he is resolute at work, and even a little daunting when he doesn't laugh.
Such outstanding extroverted conditions, the front desk subconsciously regarded him as a new artist, or Ji Zong's little lover.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No, you told him that his father came." Duan Jiangqiu slightly raised his chin and looked arrogant, but it happened that you couldn't hate him and even wanted to say a few more words to him.
The hand holding the phone at the front desk froze completely.
"Ji ... Ji Zong ... There is a gentleman here who wants to see you." The front desk carefully reported.
JiXiuYang impatient voice from the other end, "who wants to see me? Am I that easy to see? No appointment will be seen ... "
The front desk was about to speak when a slender white hand with distinct joints reached over and took the phone from her hand.
"Hey, Yangzi, your father is here, so don't hurry down to pick up the driver." Duan Jiangqiu's face showed a cynical smile, and the front desk staff immediately looked straight in the eyes.
If they are not still at work, they really want to take out their mobile phones and snap them.
"damn it! Qiu Er, you fucking ... wait, I'm coming down. "
"Beauty, thanks." Duan Jiangqiu returned the phone to the front desk, and the front desk was flushed. "No ... you're welcome."
Not long after, a tall and handsome man came out of the elevator. When he saw Duan Jiangqiu, he raised his hand and waved at him. "Qiu Er!"
This sound, will gather the line of sight of people around you, Duan Jiangqiu suddenly want to go away.
"Give me a call when you return to China, and you haven't even seen anyone. It's a shame that we grew up together." Ji Xiuyang raised my hand and hooked Duan Jiangqiu's neck, dragging him into the elevator.
Duan Jiangqiu patted his hand. "This is not to see you. Let go, my hairstyle is messed up."
"You are a big old man, why are you still so particular?" Ji Xiuyang and Duan Jiangqiu grew up together, and they have been inseparable all day since kindergarten, and they know each other's temper well.
In Ji Xiuyang's view, Duan Jiangqiu was forced to be a child. Even studying abroad alone did not make him change his temper.
When the three people walked into the elevator together, the employees around them put their heads together and talked about it.
"That's ji general little love? I think this face value is really not generally high. "
"I don't think so, but I look like a friend."
"If you can be friends with Ji Zong, your status should not be low. It won't be a total."
"Even if it's really a president, it doesn't matter to us. People look at people with their chins. It's not a death wish to get up hard."
Ji Xiuyang's secretary greeted Duan Jiangqiu and was ready to make tea. Liang Wensi quickly followed him.
"I'll do it." Ji Xiuyang's secretary is a girl of about twenty-five. Seeing Liang Wensi catching up with him, she said politely.
I saw that Liang Wensi pulled out a small bag from his bag, which contained impressively coffee beans. "We always only drink this coffee."
Secretary: "..."
I've seen exquisite ones, never seen such exquisite ones.