"Okay, how did you get to the Shangyuan Continent?" Uncle An didn't want to see its face, so he turned off the co-pilot's light in annoyance, and now he could only distinguish the outline of the sugar gourd by relying on the street lamp outside.

Sugar Gourd found a comfortable position in the co-pilot, and felt his belly there with peace of mind: "That's a long story." ”

"Give me a long story short!" I can't hold back my temper tantrums.

"Thrown by my former master." The sugar gourd was even more aggrieved, blinking his big eyes twice, and the golden bean fell out.

Ansu: "......"

"And what do you want to do to me?" The index finger lightly clicked on the steering wheel, in fact, at this time it was already on the verge of rapping.

Sugar Gourd's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight and said to Ansu: "You can become a god as soon as possible by upgrading the live broadcast room......

"Chirp-smack." Almost instantly, the sugar gourd had fallen deep into the rose bushes.

Ansu sneered and started the car directly.

I thought it was fun, but it turned out to be a magic stick.

"Wow~" The sugar gourd in the grass almost scratched the thousand-year-old skin and dropped a flower leaf.

What's the matter with this master, why does he always like to bully sugar gourds?

But - the master he found himself cried and wanted to go to the end!

In order not to worry about these troublesome things, Ansu was ready to go to work early in the morning.

first contacted the partners recommended by the eldest cousin, Ansu had no salary requirements, she filled in all the funds of the original owner, about more than 10 million, plus working for the company, in exchange for 7% of the equity.

During this period, he also fooled the invisible rich second-generation Chi Yimo, invested tens of millions, and became an artist with official holdings.

The partners' funds must be high, and when the entire company is officially registered, the start-up capital is hundreds of millions.

It can be regarded as a very large-scale financial force, and the person introduced by the eldest cousin is really reliable.

The new company was selected for construction and decoration, and Ansu considered all the rooms, except for his own office.

"Sister Huan, why don't you have your office, did you prepare a luxury for yourself in a place we don't know?" The newly hired assistant thought it was weird.

"No, I don't want an office anymore."

Uncle An wants to abandon the agent life buried in the pile of papers.

In the huge office of the public office, she arranged a desk for herself.

The ones who really have their own offices are the partners, and there is only one resident company, but Ansu has prepared two rooms for them, which is the greatest respect for the people who pay the money.

As for Chi Yimo, the shareholder, he has his own separate lounge (crossed out), in fact, he is ready to give him and Shi Ruguang two Rao, he is just a dozen alone.

However, Chi Yi was silent, and he still kept staring at the decoration of the lounge, very enthusiastic.

I felt very satisfied with the decoration after reading it, and I met Ansu who had just come out of the boss's office.

"Sister Huan, this year's Oscars are about to be awarded again."

"What does it have to do with you?" Ansu scolded unceremoniously, although nothing usually affects his mentality, but this time it was really a bit excessive, so he was reluctant to talk to a man.

"Forehead ......" Chi Yimo is still a singer, and he has only been a guest actor in a few movies until now.

"Didn't I remind you to hurry up and assign me a few roles so that I can be on the Oscars sooner?"

"You have more shares than me, you are the boss now, and you are embarrassed to ask me for a role."

"Sister Huan~"

Chi Yimo invested tens of millions of dollars and got 10% of the shares.

Ansu frowned, these two have seen enough of this kind of coquettish bear child. "Now you want to find a way to attract some new people to me first, there is no artist, what is the use of resources?"

Can Ansu have no script? Those who have not signed a contract before can be talked about now, including the male and female protagonists of the online drama who were directed in the crew last time.

"Where am I going to get someone for you?"

"Pay attention to the wording, this is for you and not for me, huh? Boss. ”

"Don't don't, Sister Huan, you call me this boss, I feel like I can live a few decades less, you are older than me, just call me Chi." Ji Yimo was originally an informal character, and his smile was still as bright as before.

Ansu is not so brilliant, I can think that I am your grandmother, but you can't be your aunt.

Women never like others to be old themselves, and so does the female demon king!

"Give me a practice room, practice your songs well, and get ready for the show." Uncle Ansu was angry all his life, and he planned to throw resources to let him go.

"Okay, thank you, Sister Huan!"

The reason why I only got 10% of the shares out of tens of millions is because I plan to be the shopkeeper.

Ansu shook his head slightly, the prospective director of the company doesn't need to sign a contract, and other artists still have to sign a contract if they want to come.

For example, the mission target Chen Weini, Ansu It's time to talk to her about the content of the contract, in order not to be embarrassed, Ansu chose to make an appointment in a coffee shop.

It's still Ansu's favorite English coffee, Chen Weini doesn't seem to be used to drinking coffee, so she ordered a glass of juice.

With the soft music in the café, An Su looked at Chen Weini and said, "Cute, how are you doing?" ”

Chen Weini nodded a little unexpectedly, Sister Huan in her memory is not a person who likes to greet each other, "It's been good lately." ”

"Hmm." Then Ansu fell into an unprecedented silence.

Chen Weini smiled skillfully, and her voice was unprecedentedly sweet, and she was finally not submissive: "Sister Huan, how is our company's preparation?" Can I sign a contract? I'm all set to go to work. ”

"I was meant to talk to you about this." Ansu stirred the brown coffee in the cup, and the sound of porcelain clashing clattered.

"Okay." Probably under maintenance recently, Chen Weini's face is as delicate as the white roses on the table.

"Don't you have any other plans?" Ansu was already very gentle in his mouth.

Chen Weini looked at Ansu with a confused expression, with shock written in her big eyes, why did the agent ask her if she had any other plans?

In the café, where only the leaves could be seen fluttering and the wind could not be heard, Ansu spoke for about a second:

"Actually, you're too good for acting......"

After listening to this talk in the live broadcast room, it exploded!

Wuxiangsheng (orange): Sure enough, sooner or later, the anchor will have one, and he can persuade the artist to retire with his own ability.

Now the wood is more scum (red): Hahaha, I thought she was very serious about completing the task, but this attitude is still average.

The Jade of Pompeii (red): My tough female anchor is very serious about dissuading her to quit.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): I don't care! I love everything.

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