June 24, early in the morning.

The ground is wet and the temperature is slightly cooler. Jingyi came to the Mid-Levels Cemetery in a black casual suit, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand.

walked to the tombstone and gently put down the chrysanthemum. The picture on the tombstone shows a man and a woman, both of whom are young, probably less than thirty years old. The man's name is He Zhiyuan, elegant and elegant, and he is 27 years old. The woman's name is Mu Wenjuan, quiet and beautiful, at the age of 27.

Jing Yi crouched down, took the fruit and small porcelain plate out of her backpack, and muttered in a low voice as she carefully placed them in front of the tombstone.

"Auntie, uncle, I'm coming to see you again. Are you all right over there? It's been fifteen years, I wonder if you have forgiven my dad? While saying that doesn't help, my dad really didn't mean it. Forgive him! Jing Yi looked at the photo on the tombstone, and her heart was full of guilt. In the photo, they are so young and kind, but because of that accident, they left this world and their loved ones.

"You must not be relieved of what to do, right? He's doing well now, he's running his own company, and I'm his employee now. He is very capable......" Jingyi choked up and couldn't continue, and could only look at the photo vaguely. If they hadn't left, they would have been proud.

"Auntie, uncle, I'll go back first. I'll see you next time. Jing Yi bowed deeply to the tombstone before leaving.

As soon as she left, He Wen came with a bouquet of chrysanthemums.

He Wen was surprised when he saw the chrysanthemums and fruit offerings in front of the tombstone, who came to worship his parents? Since my grandfather died, he was the only one who came to worship his parents.

Putting the flowers down, He Wen knelt in front of the tombstone and looked at the photo of his parents on it. "Dad, Mom. My son has come to see you. I'm fine now. How are you all? I went to see my grandfather just now, I miss you so much! I don't know how, but I've been reborn again, isn't it amazing? Sometimes I wonder if if I can be born again, can my parents too? Will it be reborn into a past plane? Hehe, that's a silly idea, right? In the first two months, I started an entertainment company with my friends, and now it's running well......"

He Wen knelt there, chanting words in front of the photo of his parents, and was reluctant to leave for a long time.

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He Wen flew back to Yanjing from Hangzhou that night, after all, he still had a lot of things to do. Although several artists who signed contracts have their own agents to follow, He Wen also has to pay attention to their development progress at any time.

Li Fengyi has developed a strong momentum since he signed the contract, with millions of fans, and invitations for commercial performance endorsements are continuous. He is also diligent, and he is not tired of often catching up with three or four announcements a day. The units that have worked with him have praised his work attitude. Many artists are easy to play big names with Qiao after they become popular, but Li Fengyi is still diligent, humble and polite.

With her sexy and hot body and professional-level singing voice, Xu Manting has been called a 'sexy goddess' by many cool cat fans in a short period of time. A song "SkaterBoy" written by He Wen for her has attracted countless rock fans.

"Sk8erBoi" is a fast, cool, powerful pop song with a lot of rock music inside, with accompaniment instruments mainly playing and banging electric guitar and soft timpani, and ending with a left-right ringing electric guitar tail, a husky siren and a car siren that reverberates from block to block. The lyrics are written in the third person and tell the story of a skateboarding boy and a beautiful girl. The boy in the story likes girls, but this girl feels that the other party is not worthy of her because of her relationship with her friends, so she does not choose to be with him. Five years have passed, and the mother-in-law girl sees the boy on TV, and the boy has become a star, and she is alone.

Jin Zhenhao and Zheng Han's development is slower, although the two are not weak in professional background, it is not easy to make a name for themselves in the entertainment industry. Fortunately, both of them are very calm, and the agent will do whatever they want.

"Mr. He, Director Xu of CCTV invites you to a dinner at seven o'clock next Saturday night, Milan Manor. Here's the invitation. Yu Kai handed a delicately designed invitation letter to He Wen, and heard that many big names in the entertainment industry would attend this dinner. Not to mention those big directors and producers, even if you pull out an artist at random, they are all first-line big names.

He Wen took the invitation, looked at it and said to Yu Kai: "When the time comes, you and Li Shu will go with me." ”

"Okay." Yu Kai was quite excited, it was the first time for him to participate in this kind of top dinner in the industry.

"Anything else?" He Wen put the invitation in the drawer and looked up at Yu Kai.

"No, I'll go out first."

Saturday, Millan Manor.

"Hey, that's magnificent." Li Shu was wearing a Versace white skinny cut-out knit sweater and camel-colored full-mesh cut-out trousers, which was really 'riotous'.

"Let's go in first." It's too far out of the box, and if it weren't for the precise navigation, they wouldn't have found it.

The Millan Estate covers an area of about 100 hectares and contains the main complex, golf course and horse farm. The main complex is a 500-meter-square, three-storey castle with a large swimming pool in the middle. The dinner was held on the second floor of the castle.

When the three of them arrived at the banquet hall, there were already many guests. Everyone was gorgeously dressed and gathered together in twos and threes, not knowing what to talk about. He Wen didn't know anyone either, so they found a corner and sat down. The surrounding facilities and their luxury, with red as the main color and gold as accents. It can be seen that the designer has put a lot of thought into it, and even the details are very particular.

"What kind of dinner is this? I don't even give food to eat. Li Shu heard that there was a dinner party, but he didn't eat much at noon, and he was hungry at this time, so he couldn't help but start complaining.

"It's not started yet, it's estimated that the table will start at eight o'clock." Yu Kai looked at the big names around him with bright eyes, and had the urge to rush up to say hello, there were many of his idols there.

"Brother He," Director Xu walked over with a wine glass in high spirits. "The hospitality is not good, there are too many friends here today, and I can't be busy. Feel free to do whatever you want. ”

"I wish Xu Daofu to be as longevity as the East China Sea than Nanshan." He Wen made a congratulatory cleanup to Director Xu.

"I wish you good health and longevity."

"I wish you a happy birthday, prosperity and good health."

"Thank you, thank you, you guys talk first, I'll go over there and have a look." Director Xu smiled and thanked him, and went to greet the other guests again.

After the master of ceremonies finished a long paragraph of the opening speech, the banquet finally began. The waiter brought a plate of delicate and delicious dishes. The guests took the gifts they brought one after another and went to the main table to congratulate Director Xu on his birthday.

He Wen took the gifts on behalf of the two and went over, and it was another politeness. The gift didn't take much thought, it was a Montblanc limited edition fountain pen.

A young man sitting at their table attracted He Wen's attention, about twenty-four or five years old, wearing an iron-gray suit, handsome and elegant. Fu Zi, under the well-known international director Ding Jun, is responsible for the assistant director of two films.

Probably sensing He Wen's inquiring eyes, Fu Zi turned his head to look at him, nodded slightly and looked away, obviously not meaning to make friends.

After the banquet was dismissed, He Wen asked Li Shu and them to wait in the car first, and then went to find Fu Zi.

"Hello, I'm He Wen. Can I borrow five minutes of your time? ”

After Fu Zi was stopped by He Wen, he was very inexplicable. looked at He Wen suspiciously, waiting for him to continue.

"I want to ask you to direct a movie, I wonder if you're interested?" He Wen very much hopes that he can agree, although making a movie is just a whim, he believes that Fu Zi can make it well. There is no reason for this trust, it is just a gut feeling.

"Let me guide? Independent? Fu Zi felt too unbelievable, this person who didn't seem to be as big as him, but just met for the first time, what kind of person actually wanted him to make a movie? He can't be a liar, right? Thinking of this, a trace of vigilance appeared in Fu Zi's eyes.

"Yes. I would like to ask you to direct a film independently. He Wen took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fu Zi, "This is my business card, if you accept my invitation, call me." We'll talk about the specifics later. Nice to meet you. ”

Fu Zi held the business card and was noncommittal.

"So, I'll go first, goodbye." After saying that, He Wen turned around and left.

After Fu Zi watched He Wen leave, he opened the mobile phone browser and searched for He Wen's information. He rarely reads entertainment information, so he has never heard of this He Wen. But when he saw He Wen's relevant information, he was even more stunned.

The boy who looks younger than him is actually the famous 'resurrection' in the cultural circle?

is the planner of several hit variety shows?

Is it the genius music producer who praised the red Yilian Li Fengyi?

Is it the initiator of Dream Entertainment?

Too much unbelievable shook Fu Zizhen in place and forgot to drive home.

"Why hasn't Xiaofu come home yet?" Ding Jun, who was a little dazed, walked over with the support of his assistant.

"Let's go back," Fu Zi took out the car keys from his pocket, "Teacher Ding, pay attention to safety on the road, I'll go back first." ”

"Well, let's go back." Ding Jun was also helped into the business car by the assistant.

When Fu Zi returned home, the newlywed little wife Jiang Wanrong was crying at the TV, and there were a lot of tissues that had blown her nose in the paper basket next to the coffee table.

"You're back." A pair of big watery eyes looked at Fu Zi, looking like he was begging for comfort and hugging.

Fu Zi sat beside her, hugged her petite body in her arms, looked at her red eyes and nose, and couldn't help reproaching, "Why are you watching this stick drama again?" What's the point? I cry every time I watch it, and I always have to watch it. (To be continued)