Jian Xia Zhi's speculation has become a fact, the relationship between artists, assistants, and agents in the entertainment industry is the most intimate, and any problem in any link will have a very serious impact.

There are not a few agents who oppress artists in the circle, such as Ye Sangyan and her agent.

It is not excluded that there are artists who frame their agents in turn, such as Dong Ling and actor Lin Cong in front of them.

"Miss Jane, when I made my debut as an agent and won the actor Hong Lin Cong, I always felt that I was lucky." Dong Ling leaned back in the upholstered seat of the box and changed her posture.

She continued: "has won a double actor, people in the circle are jealous, there are fans chasing and holding everywhere you go, and your popularity is getting higher and higher, but the higher you stand, the harder you fall!" ”

Jian Xia Zhi also felt quite painful when he heard this: "That's right, the reality is so cruel. No one can be comfortable in this circle for long. ”

Ye Sangyan, as a movie queen, is now spurned because of the collapse of her personality, and she is completely cold.

Dong Ling, Xie Anwen, etc., what happened to them is just the tip of the iceberg.

"The people who have gone forward and succeeded in the entertainment industry are working hard, and some are even extremely poor, giving up a lot of precious things, but they are still inactive and not famous, compared with these people, at least I am a vigorous figure."

After Dong Ling said this, she smiled self-deprecatingly.

Mu Qing and Jian Xia Zhi looked at each other and passed a silent look.

"No one is perfect, and since things have passed, the forgotten truth doesn't mean that no one minds." Jane Xia Zhi seems to be making a closing statement.

She looked at Dong Ling and said: "I'll also set it up once, call you Sister Ling, no matter what is behind your black material, but I still have great admiration for your professionalism, at least we belong to the same category of people, you can think about it." ”

"Consider what?" Dong Ling pretended to be confused.

"Consider whether or not to come to my agency." Jian Xia Zhi sees it thoroughly, although Dong Ling is not what it used to be, she was once a smash hit agent, and she was tragically abandoned after being lonely, and people who have gone through human sophistication, collusion, and betrayal often know how to cherish it more.

For Jinshi Brokerage Company, choosing these controversial agents in the entertainment industry who have a 'black history' is also tantamount to eye-catching in disguise, but the most fundamental thing is the belief of the agent, Jian Xia Zhi knows that she and Dong Ling are the same kind of people.

Mu Qing also nodded hurriedly: "Sister Ling, you can think about it slowly, what you lack now is an opportunity, to tell you a joke, how many years have you been confused, and now you don't know if you are making a comeback, since you are unwilling to leave this circle, it is rare to meet like-minded people." ”

The long conversation seemed to have nothing to do with Xie Kun, an observer, in the end, but when Jian Xiazhi received Dong Ling's affirmative reply, she had a premonition about music, and this Xie Kun might also become a part of Jinshi's agency.

After Jian Xia Zhi and Dong Ling agreed on the time of the restaurant company and the day of signing the contract, they got up to send off the guests.

"You'd better stay, I see that your family is a little sleepy, and they have been sitting with you for more than an hour!" Mu Qing bumped Jian Xia Zhi's shoulder, and her chin was raised towards Fu Chengshen's position.

Jian Xia Zhi came back to his senses at this time, and Fu Chengshen was still in the box.

"Sister Ling, then I won't send it, we'll see you on Monday." Jian Xia Zhi stopped and waved at Dong Ling and Xie Kun.

When she returned to the box again, she found that Fu Chengshen was still in that position, and the wireless headphones were still hanging on her ears, but the eyes that were as black as ink had already closed.

If you are trapped like this, why do you have to come with it?

Jian Xia Zhi was silent.

She raised her hand to take off the wireless earphones for Fu Chengshen, her fingertips were gentle, and her movements were more gentle than she imagined.

"Obviously I was drunk and unconscious last night, but I got up so early in the morning, it's no wonder that I am not sleepy!" She muttered.

Fu Chengshen, whose consciousness was already chaotic, didn't know anything about what the people around him were saying, but he felt a little itch in his ears, and rubbed his head in this awkward sleeping position.

“！！” Jian Xia Zhi didn't expect Fu Chengshen to suddenly rub over, she was already Amitabha Buddha before she slapped Fu Chengshen's body.

But at this time, Jian Xia Zhi seemed to be fascinated, and in this position, Fu Cheng continued to sleep with her palms in the palm of her hand. She could clearly feel Fu Chengshen's breathing undulating and undulating.

"Fu scumbag, you're pretty well-behaved when you sleep." Jian Xia Zhi smiled softly, and with his free hand, he hooked the small blanket on the box sofa and covered Fu Chengshen's body.

In the summer, the air conditioning is turned on in the private rooms, and the temperature is a little low because the space is relatively large.

Jian Xia Zhi didn't wake up Fu Chengshen, she sat down next to her, her eyes wandering on Fu Chengshen's body......

I don't know if it was influenced by the previous conversation with Dong Ling, Jian Xiazhi felt that she had come to her current position in the entertainment industry step by step, in addition to her hard work, it was inseparable from Fu Chengshen's contributions.

In terms of escort, although it is not appropriate, there is no doubt that Fu Chengshen has given her a lot of resources, and she has also used the 'cooperation' relationship between the two to pave the way for her artists.

Now even Mu Qing's first coffee shop that was sold back, Fu Chengshen helped to regain it.

To say that you are not grateful or moved is a lie.

When the knock on the door came to mind, Jian Xia Zhi's sleepiness was also swept away, and she reflexively looked at Fu Chengshen beside her.

"Xia Xia, I made coffee and prepared refreshments for you to refresh." Mu Qing waited for half an hour and didn't see Jian Xia Zhi come out, so she deliberately made an excuse to harass her.

Fu Cheng, who had already woken up, squinted his right eye and looked at Jian Xia Zhi who was close at hand, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

"How long did I sleep?" The eyesore Dong Ling and Xie Kun are already gone?

Fu Chengshen inquired, and also took care of the empty box.

Without waiting for Jian Xia Zhi to answer, Mu Qing had already walked in with a tray. Zi Ah saw Jian Xia Zhi and Fu Chengshen sitting side by side on the sofa in the corner, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Am I here at the wrong time? Disturb the good time you have alone as a couple! Mu Qingwan smiled, that smile had a taste of a thousand turns, and the eyes that looked over were even more intriguing.

Jian Xia Zhi frowned and raised the corner of her eyes at her best friend, and silently threatened: Can you talk well! Is it fun to tease me?

On the other hand, Fu Chengshen's reaction was very calm.

In fact, at this time, of course, the more bland the reaction, the better.

Fu Chengshen lifted the small blanket on his body and took the opportunity to hold Jian Xiazhi's outstretched hand: "I slept very deeply, it didn't affect your discussion of things, right?" ”

This is for Jane Xia Zhi.

Mu Qing spoke first: "What about the impact, Fu Shao, what were you busy doing last night?" I was so tired that I was snoring. ”

Nonsense, Jian Xia Zhi raised his eyebrows, and his eyes wrapped in knife light swept towards his best friend Mu Qing for a moment.

"Tsk, when I didn't speak, Xia Xia was going to be short." Mu Qing sighed helplessly and handed the mellow coffee to Jian Xia Zhi.

Fu Chengshen was too lazy to talk, he had always been self-disciplined, and the same was true for sleeping.

He let Mu Qing ridicule because in his eyes, Mu Qing was Jian Xiazhi's closest best friend.

After he finished the coffee handed over by Jian Xia Zhi, he said amazingly: "You remember to hand over those transfer procedures to Mu Qing, and after afternoon tea, I will send you back." ”

Before Jian Xia Zhi could speak, Mu Qing became excited again: "What transfer procedures?" Give me what?! ”

Maybe Mu Qing's tone was too intense, as if she had heard something incredible, causing Fu Chengshen, who was drinking coffee, to look at her.

Jian Xia Zhi took out all the formalities and handed them to Mu Qing: "The store you transferred out still belongs to you." ”

“！！” Mu Qing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Jian Xia Zhi continued to make up the knife: "Fu Shao knows that you are here to help me this brokerage company, this intention is the most rare, but now everything is on the right track, this store is your life/root, the first store at the beginning, the effort invested is the most." ”

Mu Qing took the things handed over by Jian Xia Zhi and looked at them carefully. A pair of eyes are rarely a little red, and the hand holding the paper is faintly trembling.

Jian Xia Zhi wanted to say something, but Fu Chengshen held her hand, she looked at her suspiciously, and Fu Chengshen shook his head lightly at her.

In fact, Mu Qing's mood at the moment can be understood by the swordsman profession, the relationship between the two people is too good, those words of gratitude and thanks, it is better not to say them, everyone knows it.

After a cup of coffee and a small cake, Jian Xia Zhi was in a lot of energy, and Fu Chengshen was even more so.

When she left Mu Qing's coffee shop, it was already dusk and sunset, and Mu Qing's attitude was different, and when she looked at Jian Xia Zhi and Fu Chengshen, there was a little bit of gossip in her eyes.

"We'll go first, and we'll come back when we have time." Jian Xia Zhi and Mu Qing made a gesture of making a phone call, and specially avoided Fu Chengshen's gaze.

Mu Qing received the message she transmitted and squeezed her eyes at her.

When getting in the car, Jian Xia Zhi asked Fu Chengshen: "If you are tired, I can drive." ”

Fu Chengshen saw through her careful thoughts: "Are you tired?" ”

At that time, there was only one cup of coffee in the afternoon tea sent by Mu Qing, which was obviously intended for Fu Chengshen, Jian Xia Zhi's stomach was a little squeamish, and she was extremely envious of those who ate popsicles in summer, and those who drank coffee in winter.

At this time, it is best to take a lunch break, otherwise it is easy to get sleepy in the afternoon.

Jian Xia Zhi was sick, she loved to be sleepy when she sat in the car, and she took the initiative to ask Ying for fear of falling asleep in Fu Chengshen's car again.

"Did I say yes?" Fu Chengshen raised his hand to fasten the seat belt for her, and helped her adjust the backrest of the seat to a comfortable level: "If you want to sleep, you can sleep for a while, and when you get to the company, I will wake you up." ”

Jian Xia Zhi smiled shyly, and in addition to being embarrassed, that smile was more self-deprecating: Aren't you a scumbag? Taking advantage of such a good opportunity for me to fall asleep, why don't you show your boyfriend's strength and take me directly to the company?

"What does the brain make up?" Fu Chengshen flicked her head lightly.

Jian Xia Zhi glanced at Fu Chengshen fiercely, snorted, turned his head sideways and went to sleep.

When the car arrived at Jinshi's brokerage company, Jian Xia Zhi slept very deeply, and when Fu Chengshen unfastened her seat belt, she frowned impatiently and shrunk her neck.

Fu Chengshen's sleeves just rubbed against Jian Xiazhi's earlobe, and the sudden touch, which brought a sense of numbness, and his eyes widened instantly.

"You...... What are you doing? Jian Xia Zhi coldly saw Fu Cheng sticking to her, and her sleepiness had already been dispersed by the sound of a rapid heartbeat.

The 'snap' seat belt popped back, and Fu Chengshen responded to Jian Xia Zhi's question.