I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Everyone was feeling the awkward atmosphere in the dining room when they suddenly heard a clear voice.

"We really can't drink during the week."

With a smile on his face, the young man walked to Zhou Jingyun and reached out to pick up the wine glass in front of him.

"Mr. Zeng, why don't I come and drink with you? You have one drink and I'll toast three. What do you think?"

Everyone at the wine table unconsciously looked at this young man who was wearing a simple shirt and trousers and no makeup, but he still had good looks.

Zeng Jinchao was also looking at the young man who appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

If this bureau hadn't been set up by the young master of the Guo family in the capital, he would have slapped the table and cursed.

Liu Yang had just received a sentence, and he was already furious.

How could such a little-known artist dare to take his advice?

You really don’t take him seriously, right?

Artists are just tools to make money.

If you get a little bit of fame, he will naturally show you some respect.

Even an actress like Liu Yang who can play the second female role in the drama is just someone who is sent out to toast and support him in his opinion.

This little soldier, whom he had never even seen, might have sneaked into the box to flatter the investors.

Who gave him the courage to come out and answer the question at this time?

Zeng Jinchao raised his chin and snorted coldly:

"Who are you? Mr. Zhou didn't even say anything, so you dare to interrupt?"

At the same time, Guo Wenxing, who walked in with Zhan Haiyang, was looking straight at the wine glass in Zhan Haiyang's hand.

Lao Zhou is the best at pretending in front of others, always pretending to be sanctimonious and a gentleman.

But everyone who knows him well knows that this person is the most particular.

Many of his things cannot be touched by others.

Others are not allowed to wear his clothes, others are not allowed to enter his home, and others are not allowed to touch the wine glass he drank from.

But Zhan Haiyang went straight to pick up the wine glass in front of Lao Zhou, and Lao Zhou didn't seem to mind at all!

Guo Wenxing couldn't help but smile like an aunt, and looked at Zhou Jingyun again.

Seeing this, he felt that he could go and write invitations for Lao Zhou——

Lao Zhouzheng had a smile on his lips and raised his head slightly to look at Zhan Haiyang!

This eye-catching look is something that many male and female actors in romance dramas don’t have when they look at each other.

Zhou Jingyun raised his head slightly and looked at the young man who was blocking half of his body in front of him.

He didn't expect that Zhan Haiyang would suddenly appear at this time.

The two of them hadn't seen each other since the last time the kid acted on his own initiative and soiled his kitchen with a bowl of noodles.

After Zhang Xianglan had a car accident, he also briefly inquired about the rough schedule of her artists.

Probably because this idiot had the least amount of itinerary, he actually remembered it right away:

Little Dumb was filming a public service announcement at the fire station during the day.

He probably came directly from the set. He was in a hurry and didn't do any makeup.

But he is worthy of being an artist under the management agent Zhang Xianglan, and his appearance without makeup is quite impressive.

When the little fool stood in front of him, holding a wine glass and saying, "You have one drink, I'll toast three," he felt inexplicably quite heroic.

Zhou Jingyun had an inexplicable feeling that he could finally bring out the husky he had raised for many years to fight.

It turns out that this little idiot is not only capable of attacking his own boss.

He usually stands up to protect his own artists. It turns out that it feels good to be protected by his own artists occasionally.

Zeng Jinchao's unpleasant voice sounded in his ears. Zhou Jingyun raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man with a swollen waist and abdomen, and finally there was a hint of obvious impatience in his eyes.

Zhou Jingyun relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair.

"Mr. Zeng, if you ask me this question, the person who stands up and wants to drink for me is naturally the person I am encouraging."

"Since it's your Xiaoliu who's here to propose a toast, I'll let Haiyang accept the toast. Isn't that just right?"

Zhou Jingyun's subtext is that your artist comes to toast, and I ask the artist to toast in return. Isn't that just right?

The people at the same table had actually noticed Zhou Jingyun's impatience.

If it were anyone else, they would have already left the stage.

But Zeng Jinchao was drunk. Zhou Jingyun's words seemed to make sense, but he was unwilling to sit down like this.

I think he was the one who brought Zhou Jingyun out back then.

Doesn't he always give himself face at the wine table?

Just relying on Zhou Jingyun's respect for him, he has gained a lot of benefits in the industry.

Today he also intended to show Zhou Jingyun's respect for him in front of everyone again.

If he just sat down like this, wouldn't it be a joke to others?

Zeng Jinchao took advantage of the drunkenness and held up the glass stubbornly.

He said to Zhan Haiyang, "Since I have picked up the cup, my nephew, let me raise a cup together to accompany him!"

The greasy middle-aged man's face was reddened by alcohol, and he smiled with yellow teeth full of cigarette stains.

When Zhou Jingyun saw that he was still pestering him, the smile on his face almost disappeared.

"Uncle Zeng," Zhou Jingyun also changed his title after Zeng Jinchao, "sometimes you have to find the right person to accompany you, right?"

"Otherwise, if you are poached, the gains will outweigh the losses, don't you think?"

When Zeng Jinchao heard this, his expression froze.

The drunkenness immediately disappeared by seven or eight points.

Zhou Jingyun's words were like ruthlessly tearing off a fig leaf, and then smashing that piece of cloth into his face.

Turns out he knew that!

Six years ago, Zhou Jingyun made an appointment to discuss business and invited Zeng Jinchao to accompany him to dinner.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Jinchao listened and fell in love with this business.

Turning around, Zeng Jinchao took advantage of the fact that his company was more powerful at that time and directly poached Zhou Jingyun and stole his business.

After so many years, Zhou Jingyun has always respected him, and he thought he had hidden it well.

Zhou Jingyun saw Zeng Jinchao's expression change and knew that he understood what he was talking about.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he crossed his hands across his chest, still looking that lazy.

"Since Uncle Zeng wants to drink, I have a glass here that I have been raising for a long time. I think I will do as he said. He proposes three glasses and you drink one."

"How about we stop here?"

Zhou Jingyun said the words "that's it" slowly and lightly.

Zeng Jinchao obviously understood the meaning of his words, and his expression suddenly became even more ugly. He still lacked the dignity he had when he forced people to drink.

No one else knew what riddle they were playing.

But seeing how Zeng Jinchao's expression changed and he stopped chasing Zhou Jingyun for a drink, he felt that the matter should have been revealed.

Zhan Haiyang also heard that there was something in his boss's words.

But the boss didn't say it clearly, which means he doesn't need to know so much detail.

His current task is to help the boss block the drink and save the boss's poor stomach.

So that the boss can continue to lead the company wisely and make money with him.

He held the wine glass and walked to Zeng Jinchao, whose face was a little stiff.

"Thank you, Mr. Zeng, for the compliment. I will do it first as a token of respect for you, my junior!"

After saying that, Zhan Haiyang didn't wait for Zeng Jinchao's reaction, raised his head and drank the wine.