Early in the morning, the Guangyao Media Company building.

At the end of the top floor, the office is lavishly decorated, with medieval paintings and vintage animal horns on the walls, and colorful enamel vases on the table that reflect the sun in the sun.

Zhou Wenbin held a cup of black coffee in his hand, and his whole body relaxed on the leather sofa behind him, looking quite comfortable.

The man was dressed in an Armani haute couture suit, a Patek Philippe limited edition watch, his hair was shiny, and although he was middle-aged and in his forties, he was well maintained and looked to be in his early thirties at best.

At this moment, there was a person sitting opposite Zhou Wenbin, wearing a slightly old white T-shirt and washed jeans, simple short black hair, a clean face, without any makeup, and a flawless face carved by the Creator in the shadow with his back to the light.

But the man's eyes were dim, his thin lips were not bloody, and his whole body was covered with a cold and dead aura.

Zhou Wenbin took a sip of coffee leisurely, and looked at the other party with his eyes bound to win, "Luo Chen, how is it?" Have you thought about it? ”

Luo Chen's figure was unusually thin and thin, but his back was straight, and when he heard this, his stiff back suddenly trembled slightly, and his dim eyes were extremely cold and cold, but soon even that chill was swallowed up by the darkness at the bottom of his eyes, turning into a desperate defeat.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, interrupting the dead silence in the room.

A bloated man in a gray suit rushed in sweating profusely, and shouted in panic as soon as he saw Zhou Wenbin, "Director Zhou...... Big things are not good......"

Zhou Wenbin, who was disturbed and elegant, suddenly frowned, and looked at the other party dissatisfied, "What are you yelling about early in the morning?" ”

The fat man said anxiously, "Director Zhou, I didn't even say hello from above, and suddenly sent a new agent over, saying that he would come over today, and asked all of us to fully cooperate with his work, what do you mean by Mr. Chu?" ”

Although Guangyao's performance is the tail of the crane among the subsidiaries of the world, after all, it is a subsidiary of the world, and it is easy to enjoy the shade with its back against a big tree, which is still much better than other small brokerage companies.

Whether it is an artist or an agent, it is not easy to enter Guangyao, you must have relevant professional experience and educational background, and you must pass five levels and six generals in the interview, which is quite demanding.

The point is that now Zhou Wenbin is the boss, and any artist, including an agent, must have a look at it and nod before he enters the company.

Now that an agent was suddenly parachuted in and gave him such a big privilege, no one could be convinced, especially Zhou Wenbin's party, which would naturally pay special attention.

Zhou Wenbin's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, a trace of gloom crossed his face, and he snorted coldly, "That one is called Ye Bai?" ”

The fat man nodded again and again, "Yes, yes! It's the name, Director Zhou, you know? ”

Zhou Wenbin didn't know what to think, and his face became even more ugly, "It's just a fledgling hairy boy, can you turn the sky up if you fall on my territory?" What to do and what to do, a little thing is worth the fuss! ”

Hehe, this stinky boy, I didn't expect him to find Gao Fei of Mars Weekly to reverse public opinion, and finally really let Han Xianyu turn over, ruining his good deeds in vain.