"Where are you taking me?" Roy was upset. What happened today was nothing short of terrible.

"You'll find out in a moment. Leila took him outside the studio and let go of her hand, leaving him behind and wandering down the street.

The rich woman really has a sick brain, so she specially pulls her to dress up in order to let people accompany her shopping. Roy rolled his eyes at the sky.

"Do what you want to do quickly, I don't have so much time to go shopping with your eldest lady, okay?"

Passing by a pastry shop, the smell of cream coming from it made him lick his lips, and his stomach was even more shameless.

"You didn't have breakfast?" said that loudly, it was hard for Lyra to pretend she couldn't hear her.

Roy was annoyed, "No, do you think that everyone can open their eyes and someone will hold bread to their mouths, just like you rich people?"

Lyra looked at him with a smile until her face turned purple and raised her fist to make a beating gesture before entering a restaurant on the side of the road.

"Give me a quieter seat. She gave a word to the waiter who had come up to greet her, and was led to a table that was cut off from the surroundings. The green vine-decorated partition prevents the sight of the surrounding people, which is just right for more discreet conversations.

"Sit down. She beckoned Roy to sit down and looked at the menu.

"You're inviting me to dinner, aren't you?" Roy stared at her warily. Glancing at the menu, the price of a bowl of soup would be enough for him to fill his belly with bread for weeks. If she asks him to pay for it after eating, he won't be able to pay for it.

"Of course. Leila looked at him a little strangely, "Do I give you such a bad impression?

"Who knows?" Roy sneered, "You've been chasing me for my clothes, haven't you?"

Leila shrugged, "Okay. Don't worry, I'll invite you for this meal, you can order it as you like. ”

Roy looked at her, narrowing his eyes, a bewitching smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He put an arm on the back of her seat, leaned his head close to her, and breathed so close that his breath hit her ear: "Call me out, dress me up again, and now invite me to dinner." You're hooked on me, aren't you?"

It took a lot of effort for Lyla to keep the plate in front of her from falling in his face.

How could a woman with a soul in her thirties be tempted by a little kid who hasn't even reached twenty?

She turned her head, wanting to discuss with him what it meant to be "self-inflicted", but her head turned too much and too fast, and her earlobe accidentally brushed off Roy's lips, causing her whole body to freeze suddenly.

Roy didn't notice anything unusual about her, and beckoned the waiter to read the name on the menu. Anyway, someone asked him to eat enough oil and water for a week. And what he said just now was just casual at all, and he didn't really think that a rich girl would have any romantic thoughts about a poor boy.

He's been living at the bottom of society, he's seen too many shady things, and if Lyra wants to play some money with him or something, he still believes that if she is in love with him, he won't need anyone else to say that he will burst out laughing.

Layla would certainly not admit that she was stunned by a big boy, but she clearly understood that this guy's future was limitless. If he could do the same in front of the camera, she believes he will definitely become the sexiest male star in Hollywood!

After thinking for a moment, she quickly made up her mind. While Roy sat at the table and feasted, she walked over to a place where no one was and made a few phone calls.

When she returned, all she saw was Roy slumped at the table with a round belly, drinking coffee with a satisfied face.

Seeing her come back, he touched his stomach: "I'm full, now it's up to you to tie me up or sell me." ”

Leila smiled, "Now you owe me more money." ”

"......" Roy gave her a blank look: "Whatever, it doesn't matter if you leave me in the store to wash dishes now, it is estimated that they will not even hand over the work of washing dishes to someone like me." He smiled heartlessly.

Leila frowned and sat down next to him, "What are your plans for the future?"

"What can I do? The ideal is for the rich, as long as a person like me can eat enough every day. ”

Rather not greedy, Leila spoke casually to him, getting to know him a little better, until one of them was led by a waiter.

"Claire. Leila stood up and welcomed her to her side, "Is what I want ready?"

"I was ready when you said it last time, just print it out. Claire pulled a document out of her bag.

Layla looked at it and felt that there was nothing to add, so she nodded in satisfaction: "Thank you Claire, you have done me a great favor." ”

"You're welcome?" Claire then moved her gaze to the boy who was still beautiful with his belly up, and frowned: "He's it?"

"That's right, he's Roy. Roy Season Star. Leila said as she put the document in front of Roy, and by the way, she slipped a pen in his hand, "Read it and sign it." ”

"What is this?" Roy gave her a quizzical look. He wouldn't really want to sell him, would he? Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to make back the money for that dress, and it was hard to say if he could even get it for a meal.

Also, did he tell her what his last name was? How did she know that his surname was Ji Xing?

"See what I'm doing?" Leila turned her head and pointed to the file, "Look here." ”

"What the hell?" Roy lowered his head and was stunned when he first glanced at it: "Broker contract?"

He watched line by line, and the more he looked, the more incredible he felt.

Of course, he knows what an agent does, whether it is an actor, a singer, or an athlete, almost all have an exclusive agent to help them contact work and handle things.

But what does he want an agent to do? He can't even afford to support himself, and can he still afford to support an agent?

"Do I want an agent?"

Leila raised an eyebrow: "It's clearly written, don't you see it?Or do you not even learn such simple words? If that's the case, I'll have to reconsider the timing of your debut." ”

"What the hell am I going to do?" Roy said incoherently. His mind was full of paste at the moment, and he began to wonder if he had been in an absurd dream since yesterday. As long as he woke up from the dream, he would find that he had not been burdened with a debt of 100,000 yuan at all, nor had he eaten such a large table of high-end food just now.

"Actors, of course. Your first job has already been decided, and of course you have to start asking a broker to run it for you. ”

Roy stood up incredulously, "What first job? If I have any job, why don't I even know about myself?"

A job in the sky, or a job that needs the help of an agent?

Even if it's a dream, it's too exaggerated, isn't it? He didn't know that he still wanted to be an actor, how could he have such a dream?