The marketing account says you like me

I didn't understand those people who flaunt their wealth and love, what's there to show off?And now when I see that yellowed old photo of the six-year-old me and the 12-year-old Zhou Qiuying standing together, I can't wait to show off to the whole world that the god actor is my fan!

Little Zhou Qiu Falcon was wearing a peaked cap and looking at the camera with a serious face, while I was wearing a homeless uniform and smiling like a fool.

Maybe it's because Zhou Qiusun is so cute, and I look very cute too.

"Can I take a photo?"

"Okay, you want to tweet?"

"No, I want to set it as a screensaver." Under the tireless guidance of Taotao and Dong Xiaowei, I have become very proficient in operating the smartphone.

Zhou Qiuxun clicked his tongue, "I want to post on Weibo."

I thought about it, "Let's wait until the public opinion about the illegitimate student blocking the car is over."

Zhou Qiuxun looked at me with an expression of "Schools will look at you with admiration for three days", and praised me, "I'm promising."

Great, I raised my chin proudly. Before that, it was because I was not skilled in business that I made so many ugliness. Now I am no longer out of Novice Village.

Zhou Qiuxun's mood became very good, "So you're starting to control me?"

"???"

"Okay, anyway, you have my account on your phone, you can post it in a few days."

I:"???"

……

When we arrived in City C and sent me back to the apartment, Zhou Qiuxun was called away by Xie Kui. He originally wanted to send me directly to his residence, but I refused because it was inconvenient without daily necessities.

Although I haven't been back here for a long time, the room is very clean, it should have been cleaned on time, and even the bedding is very dry and warm.

After a few comfortable rolls on the carpet, I contacted Dong Xiaowei.

I can't wait to tell him about my adventure.

It turned out that Manager Wu answered the call.

The ice slag in his tone barely poked me to death along the phone line.

"He's been working overtime on the way back."

"I have to give the company an explanation, I have to appease the fans, I have to write a notice, and I have to review the lawyer's letter."

"Of course you don't need to know, you are only responsible for acting and collecting money."

I really don't know how Dong Xiaowei kept warm when he was with him?

To Manager Wu's cynicism, I took the method of humbly apologizing. Because of the good attitude of admitting my mistakes, Manager Wu rewarded me with a kind word.

"With me by his side, you don't have to worry about it."

I can't hold back my curiosity...

"Can you tell me... what is the relationship between you and my Xiaowei?"

Manager Wu's tone became cold again.

"He didn't tell you?"

"If he doesn't tell me, what can I do?"

"...I'll let him tell you himself." Is Manager Wu really just a boy group manager? Why do I think he's more like a domineering president?

"Then can I ask one last question? Are you a good friend of the Noble Conservatory of Music next door to Xiaowei Junior High?"

"Yes."

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" I feel relieved for no reason.

"why are you laughing?"

I sold Dong Xiaowei very generously, "So you are his first love."

"..."

"The global village is so small."

"..."

Eh?But why did the music student come to be an agent in the end?I wanted to go on for another eight, but the phone on the other side had already hung up.

Later, Dong Xiaowei called and scolded me that I had to find and report a work injury, or I would resign in two days. I don't know what happened to him these two days, but I was living in a dream these two days.

Dong Xiaowei didn't come back, I slept comfortably by myself until I woke up naturally, giggled at the screensaver for half an hour and then got up, taking advantage of the short vacation, I went back to the theater.

Before entrusting the company to find a third-party management, most of my salary is also spent on it. The old theater has been renovated from the inside to the outside from the beginning to the end. The blue tiles and white walls are located in the middle of high-rise buildings, which is very conspicuous and refreshing. Eye-catching!

Grandpa Xiong knew that I was coming back, so he was already standing at the door waiting for me. Except for the new crutches, his smiling face made me feel like I was just coming home from school.

Time flies, some people have completely changed and become unrecognizable, but some people remain the same and stick to their persistence.

After asking about his body, I went inside to take a look. The stage was enlarged, the auditorium was extended by an additional floor, and the chairs were black soft chairs... After looking around, I deeply felt: It’s nice to have money!

Grandpa Xiong said, "It's not something that can be done with money. If no one is here to guard, those people are lazy, and it's no use shouting."

And this matter, I have never heard of it, "Master Xiong, why didn't you tell me? They bullied me!"

Grandpa Xiong shook his head, "I don't want to disturb your work, but after Mr. Zhou found out, he came over in person to let him worry about it. He will check on the progress every now and then. Mr. Zhou hired someone to redesign the stage. My old man It’s the first time in my life that I’ve seen so many foreigners, all blond and blue-eyed, good-looking, not squeamish at work, and love to eat old godmothers, once..."

I interrupted, "Wait a minute, old man, are you talking about Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou Qiusun? He watched and repaired the theater?"

"What's the matter with you, kid? You don't even know that he has helped you so much?" Grandpa Xiong became strict, "It's not good, you can't owe people favors."

I have mixed feelings, and I thought that a film star as big as someone else came to work as a contractor for me, how can I pay it back?Pay your ass?

Master Xiong is not in good health, so I asked him not to accompany me, but to go back and rest first.After Lord Xiong left, although the theater was installed, it still needs to be planned again to start the show again.I went to the tool store alone to get a quick rag, and wiped the floating dust on the wooden floor on the stage... This is what I have done the most over the years. I used to feel a little boring, but now I feel calm.

Everything is getting better. After many years of rainy road, it finally cleared up.

I happily knelt on the ground and wiped the floor. There was a thumping sound from the empty auditorium, and a pair of high-heeled shoes stepped down the stairs.

"This kind of wooden floor cannot be wiped with water." An Qi said softly.

Using a distant yellowish appellation pulled me back to the muddy, wet and dark rainy road.

"Sure enough, it's still the young master."