Sham Shui Po.

The landscape of Kowloon is very special, one second the road is lined with high-rise buildings, and the next second it becomes an intricate board room, which is completely a combination of urban and mountain villages.

Mainly because it is divided into rich and poor areas, the rich areas include Repulse Bay, Sai Kung, Shek O, and Mid-Levels. Other places such as Sham Shui Po and the tenement districts in Kowloon are poor areas.

The reason why Ye Jingcheng came here is to sign a superstar of tomorrow.

In a narrow tenement building, Zhou Xingchi paced back and forth restlessly. As for the bespectacled woman beside him, it was his mother, Ling Bao'er.

Ling Bao'er, who was originally knitting a sweater, saw that her son was so restless, put down the rod needle and said, "Xingzai, can you stop walking around." ”

Zhou Xingchi didn't seem to hear it, and muttered to himself with a fist clapp: "There's no reason, even if it's a traffic jam, it should be here." ”

Ling Bao'er shook her head, obviously feeling unrealistic about her son's dream of becoming a star, and couldn't help asking, "Xingzai, is that Ye Sheng you talking about lying to you?" ”

Suddenly, Zhou Xingchi was furious, and said impatiently: "What's possible, you can go to the theater now, people can earn at least three or four million for a random play." ”

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"It must be Ye Sheng."

For the first time, Zhou Xingchi felt that the sound of his tattered doorbell was so beautiful.

"Leaf..."

Zhou Xingchi's words stopped abruptly, and his whole face also stiffened. Where is the person who rings the doorbell is Ye Jingcheng, but a four-eyed boy carrying a large stack of newspapers.

Four-Eyed smiled at him and asked, "Hello, do you want to subscribe to the newspaper?" ”

"I'll order your mother." The door snapped and was closed by Zhou Xingchi.

The four-eyed boy outside the door pushed his glasses and complained: "If you don't order, you won't order, what's the matter with my mother?" Don't be so fierce. ”

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As soon as Zhou Xingchi turned around, the doorbell rang again. He was worried that he had no place to sprinkle, rolled up his sleeves and opened the door and shouted: "I said that my family doesn't subscribe to newspapers!" ”

The person outside the door was stunned, and then said, "Xingzai, is it so angry?" ”

"Ah!!h Zhou Xingchi suddenly panicked, the person in front of him was not the four-eyed boy just now, but Ye Jingcheng, who he had been waiting for, and hurriedly explained: "Ye Sheng, I didn't know it was you, I said this to the four-eyed boy who was selling newspapers just now." ”

"I know, I just went upstairs and heard him complaining." Stopping Zhou Xingchi's explanation, Ye Jingcheng continued: "What? Why don't you invite me in and sit down? ”

"Ye Sheng, please! Please! Zhou Xingchi complimented.

Ye Jingcheng glanced at the house, but there was nothing to look at, or he could see the light at a glance. The whole house may be more than ten square meters, and Zhou Xingchi's family of four is all present, except for two bunk beds, the remaining space can't even fit a table.

"Ye Sheng, this is my mother and guardian." Zhou Xingchi introduced Ling Bao'er again: "Mom, this is Ye Sheng. ”

"Hello, auntie. My name is Ye Jingcheng, you can call me Ah Cheng or Cheng Zai. ”

Ye Jingcheng shook hands with the other party kindly, and he sincerely admired Zhou Xingchi's mother.

Zhou Xingchi belongs to a single family, and Ling Baoer works three jobs at the same time in order to support his family. Although her family background is not good, she has always insisted on buying decent clothes for her children, and taught her children to be decent people.

"I'll still call you Ye Sheng, I didn't expect Ye Sheng to be young and promising, and the stars are all regarded as idols." Ling Bao'er said.

"Auntie, you're joking. You know better than me about Xingzai's mouth, and it's all good to have a certain degree of credibility. ”

Ling Bao'er nodded after hearing this, Ye Jingcheng gave him a down-to-earth impression, if his own child had such achievements, he would like to let the whole world know.

"Ye Sheng, please drink tea."

Seeing Zhou Xingchi's impatient appearance, Ye Jingcheng took out a contract from his briefcase, cut to the chase, and said: "Auntie, Xingzi should have told you the purpose of my visit this time, since he is still underage, the contract about signing artists must be signed by a guardian." ”

"Can you let me take a look at the contract first?"

Ye Jingcheng nodded, and Ling Bao'er picked up the document and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, Ling Bao'er pointed to one of the clauses and asked, "Ye Sheng, what's the matter with the guaranteed salary written on the document?" ”

Ye Jingcheng put down the teacup and said: "It is a kind of subsidy for artists by the company, and the amount of subsidy is based on the average annual income of Hong Kong people. ”

"Can you make an advance?" Ling Bao'er said tentatively.

"All newly signed artists will be given a one-month subsidy as the cost of repairing their own image." After answering Ling Bao'er's doubts, the latter continued to check the contents of the document.

Ling Bao'er lightly closed the contract and said, "Ye Sheng, I agree with Xingzi working with you, it's better than him running around." It's just that... Is eight years too long? ”

The term on the contract is written for eight years, and Ye Jingcheng naturally has his own plans for doing this.

Although Zhou Xingchi has a talent for funny, he can't pass the test in several aspects of acting skills and image, and he will have to hone his skills for at least two or three years before he will be promoted. If you sign a five-year contract, it is equivalent to giving other companies a chance to dig into the wall as soon as he becomes popular.

"Actually, aunt, you should have understood that most of the newcomers sign with performing arts companies for ten years, and some even have a deed of sale with empty content, which has been discounted for eight years. Because the company needs to train newcomers for two to three years, it is impossible to make you popular at one end, and let other companies have the opportunity to dig corners. Ye Jingcheng explained.

At this time, Zhou Xingchi came up, for fear that his mother would do something bad, and urged: "Mom, why are you asking so much, just sign it directly, and I will bear the consequences myself." ”

"Alas!" Ling Bao'er looked at her son angrily, and then signed her name in the guardian column.

There are no overbearing clauses in the contract, the only problem is the duration of the contract. But compared to this, it's better than his son running around with nothing to do, at least the guaranteed salary is enough for him to eat and drink, as for whether he can be popular, it depends on whether he has this luck.

finally signed the tomorrow's superstar, and chatted with the two for a while, Ye Jingcheng was ready to leave. After Zhou Xingchi opened the door for him, he asked, "By the way, Ye Sheng." Sister Hua's side..."

Ye Jingcheng shook his head, Wei Qiuhua had already signed an artist contract with Li's TV station, although it would not affect her development in the film industry, but Ye Jingcheng could only sign a head contract with her.

It doesn't matter much if it's an inconsequential role, the key is that Ye Jingcheng will definitely be popular if he wants to sign her, after all, there is no artist in his company who can do it. At present, Wei Qiuhua does not have any effort, so he naturally does not deserve this treatment.

For a while, Wei Qiuhua is not a big star, no matter how well-known he is in the TV series, he is also a newcomer when he switches to the film industry.

Just like the current Zhou Runfa, several high-rated dramas have been filmed in a row. Who knows that after receiving a few movies one after another, the result is like throwing money into the sea of saltwater, except for the sound of 'bang', there is no repercussion.

Second, Ye Jingcheng has no shortage of heroines for the time being, Zhong Chuhong and Zheng Wenya, who have signed a contract, and Pan Yingzi, a free man, the first two are his women, and the one in the back is the woman who helped him.

"I understand." Zhou Xingchi nodded, anyway, his problem has been solved, Wei Qiuhua let her go by herself.

"Yes, Xingzi. The company may have a new film plan next week, and you will hone your acting skills at home in the past few days, and then take you over to get used to it. Ye Jingcheng patted the other party's shoulder and said.

Zhou Xingchi didn't expect to have an arrangement so soon, and said excitedly: "Ye Sheng, don't worry, I won't let you down." ”

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Leaving Zhou Xingchi's residence, Ye Jingcheng took a car back home. Seeing that Zheng Wenya was busy in the kitchen, she secretly said that she was already able to write and martial arts, and now she can cook, how many women are she going to compare?

Originally, seeing Zheng Wenya's embarrassed appearance, he thought that the other party was just pretending. I went into the kitchen and smelled it, but I really didn't want to say it. The pot of stew was indeed fragrant, and the smell had already whetted his appetite.

"Not bad, not bad. If you add a little star anise, it will be even more fragrant. Ye Jingcheng gave her a thumbs up with satisfaction.

"Okay, you go out first, and you'll have to eat later." Pushing Ye Jingcheng out of the kitchen, Zheng Wenya simply locked the door, and then carefully took out a cookbook from the rice bucket.

Half an hour later.

Zheng Wenya reopened the kitchen door, first brought out a large pot of stew, and a dish of clear soup cabbage that failed to sell slightly.

Ye Jingcheng is used to eating the bad food first every time he eats, and then eats the rest of the delicious food. So he first took a chopstick of cabbage and put it in his mouth. After just a few chews, his brow gradually furrowed. He asked, "Aya, did you forget to put salt?" ”

"Ahh Doesn't it taste? ”

Zheng Wenya would never tell the other party, she originally wanted to figure out the fried cabbage, but later she added some water when she saw that the fried cabbage was a little burnt, and she felt that the water she added didn't seem to be enough.

Zheng Wenya put a piece into her mouth, not to mention that this cabbage has no salty taste, and even the original sweetness has been boiled.

"Ah Cheng, you better eat stew." This time, Zheng Wenya tasted the stew first, and the taste was so-so.

Ye Jingcheng smiled at him and brought a piece of stew. It was only when I clamped it that I found that this piece of stew was half a palm's size.

Ye Jingcheng glanced at the pot curiously, and the size of the stew was too different. The small pieces of meat are the size of a fingernail, and the largest one is the size of a whole palm.

However, seeing the other party's devastated appearance, these cool words were still tucked in my heart, and I said while eating: "Well, it tastes good..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Jingcheng said "ouch" and covered his left cheek. It turned out that I was squeezed to my teeth by a hard object, and I spit it out only to find out that it was...