8. My reality
In the afternoon, the sixteenth floor of Building A of Ginza.
Yang Yuran stood outside the dance room of the Zhou Family Entertainment Company, admiring the dance posture of her younger brothers through the glass window, and she had the illusion of being in heaven.
"How does it feel? Will you bring it or not? ”
Zhou Yuanyuan looked at Yang Yuran's addictive appearance, and could judge that it was basically stable, and she just went through the process when she asked.
"Well, yes, yes, my younger brothers are in good shape, and they know how to show their strengths. As long as you avoid serious downward behavior, you can definitely build a solid stickiness of loyal fans. ”
Yang Yuran praised first, and before Zhou Yuanyuan made a conclusion, he added that he had decided.
"I've checked the number of their fans and the establishment of the support club, they debuted for more than a year, and the average number of fans of the whole group exceeded one million. And the activity of the twelve support groups remains at about 95%, which proves that Dai's agent is very successful. But it's not for me, let's change it. ”
A big pant almost flashed to Zhou Yuanyuan, and she ruthlessly pierced the old woman's nature: "What about you looking for a little brother to accompany you in KTV?" If you are not satisfied with this batch, you can change it. ”
"I'm not kidding, my brothers are fine, but it's not suitable for them to change agents, it's too easy and unchallenging for me. Give me another batch, and bring me those who have passed their own conditions but have never produced results. ”
When Yang Yuran answered, she didn't give Zhou Yuanyuan a straight face, her eyes were always staring straight at the dance room, and she had a posture of looking at one more look and earning a look.
"If everything is good, why don't you bring it? Give me a reason to stand. ”
Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't guess Yang Yuran's inner thoughts, and it should be said that Yang Yuran's personality has changed a lot since he returned to China this time. She can feel that Yang Yuran appreciates the boy group she selected, and she can also feel that Yang Yuran's refusal is not like retreating to advance, so I hate the way the two need to guess how to get along.
"I want to gain more experience and I don't want to take shortcuts. Besides, the little brother who brought it up by himself has feelings, and he is even more desperate for me. ”
Yang Yuran explained from the bottom of her heart that she did not have polite words. After meeting Father Zhou just now, I was even more sure of her choice. Zhou's father doted on his baby daughter and promised Yang Yuran to work in the company.
It's just that when Yang Yuran was decided, he gave it to the deputy director of personnel of the Publicity and Development Department, but Zhou Yuanyuan insisted on letting her be a broker in exchange for Zhou's father.
The position of deputy director of personnel, whether it is high or not, whether it is low or not, is basically a fixed position of related households. Work, mainly responsible for mediating and mediating the leadership relationship and daily needs of various departments, just keep an eye on the company's team building and other activities.
When Zhou's father is willing to give a place, he can indeed have a very high fault tolerance rate, and turn a blind eye to everything. But when she is not happy, she can pick out one or two points of inaction at random, which is enough to fire her.
If she really goes to be the deputy director of personnel, the future development depends on the solidity of the relationship between Zhou Yuanyuan and her, or Zhou Yuanyuan's mood.
She can trust Zhou Yuanyuan, but she can't always be someone's playmate. Disgusted with leaving her fate to someone else, she needs to exercise the strength to support her desires.
Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't resist her, so she asked her father's secretary, who was following her, to rearrange her idol's resume.
Chief Secretary-General Lin Zitong is very efficient, and he organizes the types that Yang Yuran is interested in within half an hour.
Yang Yuran probably rummaged through the introductions of his younger brothers, first deleted the popular boy hidden in Zhou Yuanyuan, and carefully checked the resumes of the seven people left behind.
Six of the seven people formed a group, leaving only one person named He Qian alone, who was still quite handsome, with big eyes and single eyelids, and a thin and short upper lip flap, and the appearance of an ordinary northern boy. This kind of appearance is indeed a bit ordinary in the entertainment industry, it can't compare to the dancing brothers I just watched, and it can't compare to Qin Muyu's demon.
Qin Muyu's deep facial features like carvings automatically appeared in his mind, especially the mole on the right side of the nose bone, which was too criminal!
Shake your head and shake away the filthy thoughts in your head, friends and husbands can't be stained, let alone people who are liked by good girlfriends.
Returning his attention to He Qian's resume, he noticed that he used to be a member of the six-member group, and he had a strong ability to imitate.
Later, he was kicked out of the group because he was unsociable and refused to cooperate with the company's arrangement, and the company was hindered by his 21-year-old age, and immediately passed the golden period of idol development, so he was treated semi-snowy.
Occasionally give him some small variety shows to let him go to the gangsters, and Nenghuo will continue to leave him space and time for transformation and cultivation. On the contrary, it is not popular, and it will be delayed until the end of the contract period and rushed people on time.
"Refuse to cooperate with the company's arrangement." Yang Yuran had a deep meaning to read the reason why He Qian was kicked out of the group.
Zhou Yuanyuan heard Yang Yuran's emphasis wrong, and affirmed with a straight face: "You know that my father's Guardian Media follows the selection of artists, and does not encourage or eliminate unspoken rules, after all, there are many gray areas in this industry." Some artists want to climb fast and just choose it voluntarily. ”
Yang Yuran's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bewitching sly smile, and asked in a long voice, "I didn't say anything, what are you nervous about?" ”
"Cut, I've known you since I was a child, you thousand-year-old fox, don't talk about fasting in front of me. He Qian belongs to the thorn-headed donkey, I advise you to dispel the thought of taking him. ”
Zhou Yuanyuan rolled her eyes and became more and more interested, and patiently explained the original state of the matter: "Guardian mainly cultivates idol-type artists, and we have a company we cooperate with to cultivate artists in the film and television industry." You should know that the company, the name is Asna Media, don't look at the foreign name, it is actually a local boss and a local entertainment company. ”
Yang Yuran listened and continued to read the resume of the six-member group, and took the time to ask: "He Qian was the captain of the six-member group before?" ”
"yes, he's old. Don't interrupt, let me finish. Asna's second-in-command is an old man, especially the little boy who has not budded, it stands to reason that he should not look down on He Qian, He Qian is 21 years old, but He Qian, a donkey, is not only stubborn but also nosy. The old man plans to untact the rules of one person in his group, and the little boy is also willing, planning to refuse and welcome more resources. I was angry once I mentioned the following things, you know how best He Qian is, what did he do? ”
Zhou Yuanyuan clenched her little fist and smashed it on the table, waited for a few seconds without waiting for Yang Yuran to reply, and complained by herself.
"The celebration banquet of the variety show is over, and the old man and the little boy go to the hotel, and he has to go together. The old man called me, and I told He Qian to come back to the company first. I never expected that he would wait until he secretly destroyed other people's intimate deeds before coming back. The old man was interrupting on his head, insisting that it had caused him indelible psychological trauma, and asked my dad for a lot of psychological treatment fees. ”
Zhou Yuanyuan vividly described the weakness of a middle-aged man, the old pervert deserves sympathy, and Zhou's father suffers an unjustified disaster even more worthy of sympathy.
Yang Yuran couldn't help laughing, closed the resumes of the other six people, tapped his fingers on the photo of He Qian's introduction homepage, and said the routine in a harmless tone.
"Come on, bring him over and I'll see him, and I'll help Uncle Zhou get angry."