To be honest, before this, Su Shenghui actually supported Yu Wenhong's approach to Feng Yidong.

Not all people can turn from idols to powerful factions, and not all people have the value of this transformation.

Within Flying Line Media, they decided that Feng Yidong did not have this transformation value, and the last time Feng Yidong sang "Under the Sky" of "Sky Project", and went to the battle of singers as an assistant guest, they planned to let Feng Yidong take the music route.

The box office of "Sky Project", although it did not lose money, did not make any money, after all, there was too much investment in the early stage.

Some time ago, several traffic stars sang songs, and their sales repeatedly broke records, which made them realize that in fact, if they want to cut leeks, they don't have to pay so much cost at all.

Buy an arrangement for 500 yuan on Taobao, and then record it casually and send it out.

It's really a lucrative business.

In this era, make money honestly, where is it cool to make quick money.

Moreover, it can still be copied, a steady stream of ways to make quick money, and if you post another song in a few days, you can harvest another wave.

Isn't it better than pulling up a huge group of hundreds of people, spending hundreds of millions of investments, making a movie for more than half a year, and possibly losing money at any time?

As for the impact on the domestic film and television and music market......

What do they care about so much? Don't they still make money!

No matter so much, don't give us a prize for market progress!

But at this moment, Su Shenghui suddenly felt.

There is a lot of traffic, but there are really not many people like Feng Yidong who have such a strong willingness to transform.

Su Shenghui still wanted to redeem it, and said, "Before you leave, do you want to see Mr. Yu again?"

"Mr. Yu is afraid that he doesn't want me. Feng Yidong shook his head, "If she wants to see me, she will definitely come when she signs." ”

Su Shenghui didn't know what to say.

In the earliest days, Feng Yidong was called Yu Feihong and Aunt Yu.

When has it become so raw?

"Well, Mr. Yu is still busy now, and he may not be able to get out of it for the time being. ”

"Understand, Yu is always a person who does big things, and he is always busy. Feng Yidong shook hands with Su Shenghui again, and then said: "The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and we will see you again in the rivers and lakes." ”

Su Shenghui could hear the resentment in this, and smiled bitterly.

If it was Feng Yidong before, I am afraid that he would have slapped the table directly.

Now Feng Yidong is really mature.

"Are you going to Gu Xiaobai's studio?" Su Shenghui took another step forward and asked.

"I'm going to open my own studio. Feng Yidong said.

No one knows yourself better than you on this path, and no one thinks more about yourself than you do.

Feng Yidong felt that he was a bitter child who was not favored at home, his father didn't want it, and his mother didn't want it.

Let's stick to self-reliance.

When Feng Yidong strode out of the door of Feixian Media, he couldn't help but glance back.

In the future, I will never have the slightest relationship with this company.

As soon as I walked out of the door, countless reporters outside the door rushed up: "Yidong, have you really terminated the contract with Feixian Media?"

"Is it true that you are said to have paid a sky-high amount of liquidated damages?"

"It is said that you and Mr. Yu are at odds, is that true?"

"After you terminated the contract, did you sign a new company?"

Countless reporters pushed Feng Yidong back and forth, and the security guards standing next to him had already rushed up before, but now they were just watching from the side.

Didn't mean to help at all.

The lawyers hired by themselves subconsciously slipped away after seeing this kind of battle.

The little assistant he used to be looked at him timidly behind the door, wanting to come forward to help, but he didn't dare.

Feng Yidong suddenly felt that he was too bad for his assistant before, and he was a little sorry for others.

He also regretted a little why he didn't hire a bodyguard first.

He pushed through the crowd desperately, waved his hand and took a few minutes of driving, and finally a taxi stopped.

The driver was an uncle in his forties, who looked at Feng Yidong curiously and said, "Why are there so many reporters, are you a big star?"

"No, it's a ...... of out-of-fashion starlets," Feng Yidong smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I said I didn't know you......" said the taxi driver.

Feng Yidong: "......"

If you can't chat, please don't force a chat with me!

No wonder many people hate taxi drivers' chatting skills!

"By the way, where are you going?" asked the taxi driver.

Feng Yidong was also at a loss.

Where to?

Go home?

I'm afraid that the family is also crowded now, and there are countless reporters waiting.

Do you want to go to the hotel?

Can...... How does the hotel work?

Suddenly, I found that I had left my agent and assistant and had almost no ability to live.

Before, it was because Uncle Hao took care of himself too well.

Later, it was because all these were dumped on his assistant.

Shouldn't I hire an assistant and see how much money I have left, and then think about how to sign up for my studio......

For a while, Feng Yidong felt that he was facing a new life.

And he had no clue, he was at a loss.

Just then, his phone rang.

Feng Yidong looked down and saw three words displayed on his mobile phone: "takeaway restaurant".

Of course, it wasn't a takeaway restaurant that called him.

It was Yu Wenhong who forced him to delete Hao Fanbai's phone at the beginning, and later he quietly saved it back.

However, the name was changed to a takeaway restaurant.

Seeing this call, Feng Yidong hesitated, calmed down his emotions, and picked it up.

"Hey, Uncle Hao. ”

"I saw you get into a taxi. Hao Fanbai said.

"Ah?......h

Feng Yidong didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

Uncle Hao was watching me from the side just now?

"I was thinking of driving you directly, but now that I'm probably not good, I'm going to just look at you from afar......"

"Uncle Hao......" Feng Yidong almost cried.

In this world, in the final analysis, Uncle Hao is good to himself.

"Go back and rest first, don't think about anything, artists don't necessarily need agents and studios to work, these can be pushed back, you recover your mood and state first, and I will arrange an audition for you three days later. ”

"Huh?"

"The role you want, I told Lao Wang, if you can do it, this role is yours, go back and read the script carefully and figure it out...... However, only if you are up to the task. ”

Feng Yidong felt that he was speechless, and after a while, he asked Hao Fanbai, "Uncle Hao, why are you so good to me?"

"Because...... Yidong, I'm proud of you. ”

Feng Yidong hung up the phone, looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, he wiped his tears and secretly cheered himself up in his heart: "Feng Yidong, you can do it!"

Start all over again today!