This result was expected by Meng Yanzhang.
He stared at Yan Shu with determination and said, "I want to act."
"Do you want to play?" Yan Shu put his arm down from the back of the sofa, crossed his hands, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Meng Yanzhang sternly. "Do you know how many movies Zhu Fenxue made? He's long gone from Jiang Lang. You want to be in his movie? How much can he give you? Can it make you red? "
"Meng Yanzhang, you are 26 years old and can't afford it."
Zhu Fenxue has made movies all his life. He became famous as a young man, and he was arrogant. Although he kept shouting abuse, every film he made was both applauded and popular, and neither box office nor trophy was left behind.
Until his wife died, he couldn't make any good movies. Every movie was better than the last one. Everyone said that he was exhausted in Jiang Lang, and it was true. The film "Spring Thunder" was shot by him, and he pinned all his hopes on it. That's why he committed suicide on the track after the accident of "Spring Thunder" in the last life.
Yan Shu thought that this would convince Meng Yanzhang, but Meng Yanzhang shook his head gently and his eyes remained firm. "I want to be an actor, no matter how old I am."
"Brother Yan, I want to play, no, I want to play." Meng Yanzhang's eyes were full of indomitable courage, which shocked Yan Shu's heart. That kind of innocent blood seemed to infect him together.
But he can't be infected. He's Meng Yanzhang's agent. If even he loses his mind, why don't they mix in the entertainment circle? It's better to put the pillow up and dream.
"Do you insist?" Yan Shu asked to calm down.
Meng Yanzhang nodded. "Well, I like this movie very much."
This naive answer really made Yan Shu laugh. He sneered, "Do you like it? Can you be popular if you like it? As long as you are not red, you are nothing. You want to be an actor, get a good script, and dream your big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period. "
Yan Shu really hasn't been so angry for a long time. A 26-year-old man is so naive.
"You want to play, right? I'm sorry, I can't take you. Please ask someone else. " Yan Shu raised his hand and pointed to the door with five fingers spread out. "I'm very busy, so I won't see the guests off."
Meng Yanzhang clenched his fist and stood up. He said to Yan Shu, "Brother Yan, we don't need to stand against each other. Artists and brokers originally achieved each other and advanced and retreated together. If all you need is an obedient puppet, I'm sorry, I can't do it. "
"Thank you for your care these two days, so I'll leave first." Meng Yanzhang bowed down at Yan Shu and turned away smartly, with no intention of nostalgia.
Until Meng Yanzhang's back disappeared, Yan Shu still had some trouble coming back. After returning to the smell, he suddenly laughed out loud.
I didn't expect that in his present position, anyone would dare to say such a thing to him, let alone be his puppet. As long as he speaks, there are many artists who are willing to be his dogs.
"Interesting ..." He sat on the sofa and laughed alone for a long time.
Yan Shu personally went upstairs to find Ji Xiuyang. "Manager Ji, you little baby, it's really interesting."
"What little baby? Where did I get my little baby? " JiXiuYang also don't lift of looking at the file.
"It's the one you asked me to spend a lot of money to dig up. How many little babies do you always have? You just spent money and forgot people." Yan Shu naturally invited himself to the sofa and sat down. Julie, the secretary, brought him a cup of tea.
"You said that, not my little baby." Ji Xiuyang finally reacted, who Yan Shu said.
"Not yours?" Yan Shu's tea-drinking hand was a little surprised. "Whose is that?"
Ji Xiuyang didn't speak, and Yan Shu was interested. "You have to tell me about this agent, so let me be mentally prepared."
So Ji Xiuyang sold it mercilessly, "Duan Zong of Lanxin."
Yan Shu looked at the latest game on his mobile phone, which was developed by Lanxin Company. The general name of Duan is naturally known. At the age of 26, he was able to squeeze into the Forbes list.
He is so young and promising, which is enough to be talked about. What is even more surprising is that he was born in a rich family, and when he was born, he just worked harder than ordinary people and made a career of his own.
However, because he lives abroad all the year round, few people in China know about his deeds.
"Is it too late for me to get him back now?" After a silence, Yan Shu asked.
"So, what did you do?" Ji Xiuyang put down his pen and looked at him.
Yan Shu said awkwardly, "I asked him to hire someone else ..."
Ji Xiuyang: "..."
"You're finished. You have offended Duan Jiangqiu's little darling. He is the most bitter." Ji Xiuyang gloated.
Yan Shu suddenly felt a little like dying embers.
...
Meng Yanzhang walked into Duan Jiangqiu's house with food, and looked at the time to start preparing dinner.
Wait until nearly nine o'clock in the evening, Duan Jiangqiu didn't come back.
He picked up the phone and called Duan Jiangqiu. Secretary Liang answered the phone.
"Mr. Meng, please wait a moment."
After a while, the person who answered the phone was Duan Jiangqiu. "Hey, what's the matter?"
Duan Jiangqiu's voice sounded a little agitated, and Meng Yanzhang pursed her lips. "Are you coming back for dinner?"
"ah? No, I'm a little busy here. "
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm hanging up." Meng Yanzhang was about to hang up when he heard Duan Jiangqiu hesitate to ask, "You shouldn't have finished it, should you?"
Meng Yanzhang didn't answer, and Duan Jiangqiu immediately understood, "Did you really do it?"
"It's my fault. I should have asked you first." Meng Yanzhang did forget to ask Duan Jiangqiu, subconsciously thinking that he would come back for dinner.
"No, I forgot to tell you in advance that I wouldn't go back for dinner." Duan Jiangqiu doesn't seem to know what to do, and his voice sounds a little flustered.
Meng Yanzhang thought, this is obviously not something to be alarmed about, not to mention Duan Jiangqiu is the employer. Even if he does, it's nothing if Duan Jiangqiu doesn't want to eat.
"It's okay, I'll remember to ask next time. I won't bother you at work, goodbye. " Meng Yanzhang neatly hung up the phone, sitting at the table and eating Duan Jiangqiu's share, too. He was used to a bitter life and could not bear to waste it at all.
The end result of eating too much is to exercise for an extra hour. Meng Yanzhang is thin, but he dare not eat too much, which will not look good on camera.
...
Duan Jiangqiu looked at hang up the phone, palpitation for two minutes, turned to look at Liang Wensi, "how to do? Is he angry with me? "
Before Liang Wensi could answer, he went on to say, "How could I forget such an important thing? He cooked a table of dishes by himself and waited for me to go back for dinner with great joy. After waiting for so long, I finally told him that I wouldn't go back for dinner. He must be very sad, very sad. "
"Was my tone too bad just now?"
Liang Wensi: "..."
"Manager Duan, I don't think Mr. Meng will be angry with you because of such a trivial matter."
"But ..." Duan Jiangqiu wanted to say something. Liang Wensi poured a pot of cold water on him from the beginning. "You paid him, and he was obliged to cook for you, but you were not obliged to eat."
I have to say, it's right to choose secretary Liang for cooling down.
Duan Jiangqiu put down his mobile phone and began to deal with the mountain of work piled up today. Liang Wensi is right. He should not add too much drama to himself. Meng Yanzhang is a straight man and will get married one day sooner or later. He is most qualified to stand next to him as the best man, help him stop drinking, and wish him and his bride a hundred years of harmony.
When I got home late at night, Meng Yanzhang had gone back to her room to sleep.
Duan Jiangqiu went back to his room to take a shower and steamed in the sauna for a while. After a day's work, he was finally not so tired.
Coming out of the bathroom, Duan Jiangqiu applied a mask first, then put the vinyl record on, lay down on the massage chair, closed his eyes and listened to the record quietly, put his hands crossed on his abdomen, and tapped the rhythm with his forefinger on the back of his hand.
Smear the cream on his face one by one. Duan Jiangqiu took out a new box, opened it, lay down on the bed, and carefully applied the hip membrane.
Although this hip didn't come in handy, Duan Jiangqiu still needs careful care every day. At least I look satisfied and feel satisfied.
Because Meng Yanzhang was here last night, I couldn't take care of it, so I'll make it up tonight.
Meng Yanzhang in the next room is sleeping soundly, wearing an I-shaped vest and big shorts.
In the next few days, Meng Yanzhang still went to the company to train with other trainees. If nothing else, Meng Yanzhang's habit of always hunching subconsciously has been improved.
As soon as he hunched over, the teacher would slap him on the back.
"Straight."
Duan Jiangqiu seems to be very busy. These days, the dragon has been missing the tail, and Meng Yanzhang has not seen him for several days.
"Why haven't you seen Brother Yan go with you recently?" Probably after observing for a few days, they found that Meng Yanzhang didn't seem to be very valued, so these people were relieved to bully him.
Some people even speculated that that day was a coincidence, and Yan Shu didn't mean to take Meng Yanzhang at all.
Otherwise, these days, Yan Shu didn't even show his face. Meng Yanzhang went to the company to train in the classroom every day, and then left after training. He didn't look like an agent at all.
Meng Yanzhang ignored them, but they came to the matter. "Why don't you talk? Are you dumb? "
"bumpkin, have a little self-knowledge. Well, you should be trained in a classroom with us like this."
"Is that uncle, a pair of old, this wrinkle can kill mosquitoes? Be sensible and make room for us young people. "
The boy in his late teens rolled his eyes and raised his hand to push Meng Yanzhang's shoulder.
"If you want me to make room, you must have the ability to take it." Meng Yanzhang held the boy's wrist and his eyes were cold.
"Ah-let me go, I'm in pain!" The boy didn't expect Meng Yanzhang to dare to start work on him, and his eyes were horrible.
These troublemakers, who were young, were scared to death by Meng Yanzhang's stare.
"I heard that someone wants my artist to give way?" Suddenly there came a meaningful voice at the door.