Driven by pure interests, these brokerage companies run back and forth to the studio company five or six times a day, eager to treat the studio as their home, and are anxious to "pick peaches", he treats them in the same way, waiting on the side first, no matter what happens, after filming.

Wang Jinghua's big wrist sat for most of the noon, which is the difference between them.

Here, Ruan Ning and Tao Yiqian's buttocks are not yet warm, Li Lifei of Hairun and Zhang Zhanwei of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles have also arrived, Li Lifei saw the two sitting outside the set from a distance, and he was not surprised, he came over last time and waited for half an afternoon, but the harvest was not small, this time he went back according to the observation and speculation of the last exchange, and made some subtle adjustments to the plan, full of confidence.

Zhang Zhanwei is a bald middle-aged man, he can make people remember his shiny head at a glance, he wanted to go over and talk to Lu Yan directly, but seeing that Hairun, Tang and Xin Baoyuan were all sitting, he subconsciously stopped his steps, turned his eyes on the three of them, and asked, "What's the matter with you guys, what are you waiting here?" ”

Although they are here for a common purpose, they are not guilty of making small moves in this little thing, and what is really used is the real benefit.

Li Lifei saw that Ruan Ning and Tao Yiqian next to him didn't mean to talk to Zhang Zhanwei, Nunu said: "He is this temper, he doesn't count on you if he doesn't finish filming, I heard that Wang Jinghua came over and waited for two hours, no way, people are popular, let's wait carefully." ”

Zhang Zhanwei frowned, looking at the young man on the set with a slight dissatisfaction in his heart, he thought for a while, and then remembered the purpose of coming over today, and finally sat next to the three of them.

Several of them are well-known figures in the agent circle, and they are sitting in a row like this, waiting for an artist to see each other for the first time, so many acquaintances on the set frequently cast their eyes over, mixed with various emotions that are unclear.

Zhao Wei didn't think much of this subtle change, but after Chen Rong introduced her to the identities of several people, her mouth opened round, and it took a while to come back to her senses, and when she saw that Lu Yan had just finished filming a scene, she shouted and walked over: "Hey, Lu Yan, your shelf is big enough."

Lu Yan was touching up her makeup, didn't turn her head to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"What's wrong?! Take a look, the few people sitting outside are the executives of some of the most powerful brokerage companies in China, so you are not afraid of accidentally offending them? ”

"It's their job that they're willing to wait, it's my job to film, I'm not so generous, I don't even care about my own work in order to completely disregard the people I have to do with it"

He really doesn't worry about offending some of them, the economic company is more like a team to help deal with tedious chores for him now, and those who sign it are bound to use his fame to grab benefits, and they have to praise him accordingly, and those who don't sign will definitely not help him, so it doesn't matter if he offends or not.

And its decision led to the scene where the heads of the artist departments of Hairun, Tangren, Xin Baoyuan and the four economic companies of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles sat on the same set at the same time.

"Hey, isn't that Li Lifei of the Tang Dynasty, what is he doing here?"

"Hey, you're stupid, eighty percent of you came to find Lu Yan, the chicken that lays golden eggs, who doesn't want to take it home"

"The guy next to him is also a little familiar, and he is also from Tang?"

"I don't know the other two, the bald one I know, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, it's like 2580,000 all day long, hey, there is also a day when I am a grandson"

A few reporters came here today to try their luck, but they didn't expect to hit the luck, and the shutter of the camera in their hands crackled and kept pressing, recording the anxiety and helplessness of the four people waiting in all directions, from multiple angles, and without dead ends.

The four of them sat outside the set, exchanged a few words, and then they were silent in their hearts calculating the success or failure of the trip, and they were full of confidence on the way to come, but when they really arrived, they saw several others, and the feeling in their hearts dissipated.

Li Lifei is the most confident of the four, he had contact with Lu Yan a few days ago, and they talked for two hours, so they have a certain understanding of his character and ideas.

Zhang Zhanwei sat for half an hour, the weather was freezing, shivering from the cold, coupled with the pointing of the surrounding media reporters, he was a little impatient, except for the company's leaders, how could he have been so snubbed by a "newcomer".

"You love to wait, I won't wait anyway" He looked at Lu Yan's rest, stood up and said, saying this, he walked to the set, wanting to talk to Lu Yan directly.

Lu Yan noticed Zhang Zhanwei, but he didn't say hello, now they are begging him to sign, his posture is low, maybe he thinks he is so foolish, and he himself is not too interested in the audio-visual of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

Zhang Zhanwei arrived on the side of the set and said to a staff member who was pulled over by the crew to temporarily guard the scene: "You can help me call Lu Yan, I have something to talk to him." ”

The staff looked Zhang Zhanwei up and down a few times, and said: "I'm sorry, he doesn't accept interviews now", this is Zhang Zien's unified voice, in order to prevent Lu Yan from being disturbed by the outside world, unless there are special circumstances, he is not allowed to contact the media, and even equipped a special car for this purpose, almost isolated from the outside world.

Zhang Zhanwei was stunned for half a second, and then said in a low voice: "I'm not a reporter, you tell him that I am Zhang Zhanwei, the director of the artist department of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles." ”

The man hesitated for a while, and the Wenlian Yin knew that this was a well-known brand in the circle, and when he looked back, Lu Yan didn't film anymore, and said, "Then you wait first, I'll help you ask." ”

Since the people came, Lu Yan would not even give this face, and when he heard the people in the photography team say that Zhang Zhanwei wanted to see him, he walked over.

The moment Lu Yan went this way, Zhang Zhanwei inevitably had a misunderstanding, artists have no economic companies to rely on, and there are huge restrictions on contacts and resources, although they take less, but they have to pay more and work harder if they want the same gain, for a large company like them, he can't refuse.

Thinking like this, when Lu Yan came closer, Zhang Zhanwei subconsciously used the tone that he usually used to speak to the company's artists: "I am Zhang Zhanwei, the director of the artist department of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, do you have time, let's talk." ”

Although he was asking, he was more like he was stating a predetermined fact.

Lu Yan couldn't see any expression on his face, and said, "I'm sorry, I still have to film, if you're not busy, you can wait, no, there's a stool over there", he raised his chin at Li Lifei's position.

Zhang Zhanwei stared at him for several seconds, and finally said angrily: "I'm really sorry, I'm very busy, I don't have time to spend time with you here." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, striding meteor, not taking a few steps, a little chagrin suddenly rose in his heart, he realized that although Lu Yan looked young, he was not one of those hairy boys in the company who had just graduated from school, the other party had been in the circle for several years, and now it was even more red and purple, looking back, Lu Yan had already returned to the set, and the three of Li Lifei not far away were staring at him with a smile, pursed their lips, and the water that was spilled out of their mouths could not be retracted if they regretted it.

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