In a high-end residential building in the city, a young man who could still vaguely see his handsome facial features sat on a soft and expensive sofa.

On the coffee table, on the floor, there were empty wine bottles everywhere.

"In the morning, I received a notice of termination from the Badi shampoo advertisement, and because you violated the contract for your own reasons, you have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages...... ”

A middle-aged man was holding a contract in his hand, and his face showed a look of unbearability.

This is the fifth advertising contract termination, and the previous four have not only paid high compensation for signing a liability statement.

"Hehe, how much money did I earn for them, and now they can't wait to draw a line with me, they are all a bunch of bastards who forget their righteousness!"

Bang!

Zhao Gengxin, whose face was still a little swollen, raised his head and poured a large sip of wine, and angrily slammed the expensive red wine in his hand against the wall.

Wine splashed, and the snow-white walls were stained red.

The middle-aged man raised his hand to try to comfort, but his mouth opened and could only turn into a sigh after all.

As an agent, Zhao Gengxin is the hottest artist under him, but he didn't expect to spend a lot of effort to cultivate, and he fell to the point of bankruptcy in just a few days, which is really embarrassing.

I couldn't help asking: "Update, who have you provoked, you can have such a great energy!"

"Who ......?" Zhao Gengxin looked up at the ceiling, his slightly swollen face with a blank expression.

Is he offending a person?

Those who have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth to cultivate the truth are probably out of the category of ordinary people.......

Originally, Zhao Gengxin only had a personal grudge with Xiao Chen, and in terms of Xiao Chen's character, if he started a real fire, he would probably bury him.

But you shouldn't be stupid enough to kick Shi Zhenxiang's field, it's a high-ranking Yuan Infant Monk, an elder of the Cultivator Guild, a senior brother or a real power president!

Kicked his field, can you spare it!

It's really forgivable for the sins of heaven, and you can't live for your own sins!

In just a few days, Zhao Gengxin seemed to have been abandoned by the world, major companies have issued lawyers' letters, and even the new dramas that have been filmed and are waiting to be released have been deleted, and all the hard-earned money has been paid liquidated damages!

He no longer had the money to compensate for the compensation contract in front of him, and there was only one way left to sell the property.

And this is not over, it is expected that there will be several agency contracts that need to be compensated in the future.

In the blink of an eye, he has changed from a top star with tens of millions of fans to a passerby who has no drama to film, or a bankrupt passerby!

The higher you climb, the harder you fall!

The middle-aged man saw that the other party looked desperate and hopeless, and after hesitating for a moment, he took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the coffee table.

"This is the termination of the contract between the company and you, for the sake of the love of many years of cooperation, I don't want you to compensate. ”

"Hahaha~, husband and wife are flying separately with the forest birds, not to mention that we are just a cooperative relationship!" Zhao Gengxin laughed maniacally.

Suddenly, like a frustrated ball, all the strength of his body was drained, he lowered his head and said weakly: "Let's go, let's go......!"

The middle-aged man got up and walked to the door, and kindly reminded: "Someone will soon come to accept the property in your name, so it's better to think about where to move as soon as possible." ”

"Where can I move?"

Zhao Gengxin's eyes swept through the spacious and luxurious room with a dull gaze, his eyes full of confusion.

His reputation has not been very good in the circle, especially threatening some newcomers to become compliant, which has caused a lot of gossip, and after his fame has been boosted, he has become unpopular.

The so-called tree falls down and everyone pushes it, not to mention the current situation, let alone asking friends for help, if you can not be thrown into the well, you will already burn high incense!

"Wine, wine, I want to drink!"

Zhao Gengxin just wanted to have alcohol to anesthetize himself, knelt on the ground and rummaged over, and the remaining bottles of wine on the coffee table were smashed by him, leaving only a bunch of empty wine bottles.

"Hey, I'm out of wine, then I'll buy it myself!"

After saying that, he staggered out the door, forgetting to take his wallet and mobile phone on the coffee table.

Zhao Gengxin just wanted to get drunk at the moment, so he sat down in a barbecue restaurant on the side of the road, picked up a bottle of beer and poured it directly.

There are still many people around who recognize his identity and don't care about taking pictures with their mobile phones, and if he wants to be on camera with his current situation, it is estimated that it can only be negative news.

Poof~ I was choked because I drank too hard when I poured the wine, and the wine was spilled all over the ground.

Bang!

Zhao Gengxin smashed the beer bottle in anger, and immediately frightened the people around him to avoid it.

He also scolded and scolded in his mouth: "What bad wine, what kind of broken shop, can't you even get along with the master! Made, I smashed your broken shop!"

After saying that, he grabbed a chair and slammed it in the store.

In exclamation, four young men with girdles rushed out of the kitchen to dissuade them.

As a result, one of the young people was scooped open by the corner of the chair when he tried to stop him, and immediately the others became angry and punched and kicked!

Zhao Gengxin's nose and face were swollen from the beating, and he was thrown out of the door like garbage, lying on the ground like a dead dog, with a low roar in his throat.

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling......!"

In the distance, a kind old man in a black high-end car passing by suddenly raised his eyebrows, saw the person lying on the ground, and muttered: "What a strong grudge, it is a good seedling!"

The high-end sedan listened to it, and the old man was wearing a Tang costume cloth shoes, quite an old style, and walked over.

Zhao Gengxin, who was kneeling on the ground with his head down, saw the cloth shoes in front of him, raised his blood-stained head, and laughed at himself: "What? Are you going to beat me too?"

The old man looked down at the swollen face, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and said lightly: "I don't know what setbacks you have suffered and how much you have been wronged. However, the old man can give you a chance to raise your eyebrows and take revenge with your own hands, if you don't want to?"

When Zhao Gengxin heard the old man's words, his self-deprecating face showed surprise, thinking of the humiliation he had suffered in the past few days, his fists clenched, and his eyes became blood-red.

"Not bad, not bad. The old man touched his beard, and the smile of satisfaction on his face became even worse.

"Are you really willing to help me?" asked Zhao Gengxin through gritted teeth.

The old man touched his beard and said leisurely: "The old man not only wants to help you, but also accepts you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

Zhao Gengxin was stunned, but when he thought that the other party didn't say that the bones were surprised, he was a martial arts genius or something like that, he shouldn't be a liar.

And he already has nothing, what is there to deceive?

There was a gurgling growl in his throat, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I do!"

"Okay, from now on you are the old man's closed disciple! Get up and come with me!"

The old man touched his beard, a kind smile on his face, and turned to walk towards the car parked on the side of the road.

Zhao Gengxin knelt on the ground and looked at the back of the kindness in a daze, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

The old man's faint voice came from the air: "Old man Zhu is not as good!"