My three pots of meat plants

Hualong Film and Television, Director's Office.

With a characteristic smile, Fu Zhiwen, the director of Hualong Film and Television, motioned for Wen Wuchu to sit down.

Looking at the young man opposite, Fu Zhitian heaved a deep sigh.

If possible, why didn't he and the senior management of Hualong Film and Television hope that Ye Tongyu and Wen Wuchu could coexist peacefully and create brilliance together.

But the current situation is that they have to make a choice between the two, and the senior management is on Ye Tongyu's side.

From Fu Zhitian's personal point of view, he prefers Wen Wuchu, this child has a kind of purity and kindness that is rare in this world and this circle.He is persistent but not stubborn, capable and understanding.

But this kid's temper is too soft, he thinks too much, and his kindness is sometimes like a bottle of poison/drug in this circle, after taking it, he can't move an inch.

Therefore, rationally, Fu Zhitian and other high-level executives of the company were forced to choose between the two, and they all chose Ye Tongyu.

Ye Tongyu is as capable and thoughtful as Wen Wuchu, but Ye Tongyu obviously understands the way of survival in this circle, and his operation and training methods are obviously more recognized by artists, otherwise Deng Shulin would not appear, follow Wen Wuchu to climb up step by step Such a thing as the Little Heavenly King, who was transferred to Ye Tongyu's name.

"Wu Chu, we have all seen your contribution to the company over the years. But you don't have a single artist under your command. It's not that the company doesn't assign artists to you, but that the artists voted with their feet to leave. .” Fu Zhiwen said.

In fact, Fu Zhiwen also wanted to remind Wen Wuchu that in this era when artists are eager for quick success, it is not realistic for Wen Wuchu to cultivate a star who is the benchmark of the times.

Wen Wuchu was not in a hurry to argue, but just sat there quietly and listened.

Fu Zhiwen sighed, he hoped that this young man would have a temper and scold those artists or Ye Tongyu, instead of being silent now.

"It's not easy for you to be a good person in the head office. How about it? The branch in the north is just expanding in size. What I mean is that I recommend you to go there. There are also many second-tier veteran artists there. I let the other party Put how many under your name?" Fu Zhiwen said.

Wen Wuchu remained silent, watching Fu Zhiwen quietly.

Fu Zhiwen is in his 40s and is almost half a hundred. For some reason, he feels guilty for being stared at by a young man like this.

"Forget it, I also want to rest for a while." Wen Wuchu smiled bitterly. "I don't really want to go to the north, um... I'm afraid of the cold." Wen Wuchu gave a far-fetched reason.

Fu Zhiwen was calm on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart.

Although he said that he recommended Wen Wuchu to go to the north, in fact, he still hoped that the other party would reject him.

After all, the branch in the north also has its own manager, and it is not welcome to go there to grab a job. He said that he can release a few artists for the other party, but other artists may not be willing.

"My contract with the company is signed every three years. It seems that the three years are about to expire. I don't plan to renew the contract." Wen Wuchu said.

Fu Zhiwen guessed that this was the result, this young man is quite knowledgeable about current affairs.

But Fu Zhiwen still pretended to stay for a while: "Don't lose your confidence. If you don't want to go to the North Company, then it's okay to stay here. After all, there are so many new artists every year. You can find the one that suits you. If you You're in a bad mood during this time, I'll let you take half a month's vacation with pay, and you might feel better if you go for a walk."

Wen Wuchu didn't know whether he had seen through Fu Zhiwen's thoughts, and shook his head: "No, I'm really tired."

Fu Zhiwen nodded. Although he didn't know that the other party was on the right track, and knew that he had no place to stand in this company, he still really wanted to give up because of the blow of this incident.

Fu Zhiwen asked his assistant to find out Wen Wuchu's contract.

"The three-year contract expires in seven months. Since you are going to leave, the compensation fee does not need to be calculated. This year's salary will be paid at five-twelfths of the annual salary, and then I will ask the financial side to pay again. If I give you an extra three months salary, it will be regarded as an advance payment of the year-end bonus." Fu Zhiwen said generously.

For this person who has made great contributions to the company, he would not do such a thing as killing a donkey. Although he tolerated Ye Tongyu's pressure on Wen Wuchu in a disguised form, he was actually killing a donkey, but Fu Zhiwen didn't want to agree with it in his heart.

Wen Wuchu looked at the contract and nodded, as if unwilling to say more.

"Then if it's okay, I'll ask the HR side to catch up with a supplementary agreement later, and handle the resignation by the way. Little Wen, where are you going to go in the future? Go to another company?" Fu Zhiwen asked.

This young man's ability was never denied, but when they were forced to choose between two capable people, they naturally chose the one that was more suitable for the company.But for the one who gave up, they still mind the other party to strengthen the opponent's strength.

Wen Wuchu smiled wryly: "Wherever you go, isn't the result the same?"

Wen Wuchu can bring new artists to a new level, but he can't keep them.When they get to a level, they yearn for more.They hope to have matching money and fame, not what Wen Wuchu hopes, to earnestly do a career.

In this regard, it doesn't matter which company he goes to or which artist he takes with him. They can only share hardships but not joys.

And Wen Wuchu knew very well that with the shrewdness of Hualong Film and Television, there must be a clause in the supplementary agreement that he cannot go to certain companies within five years.

After the brokers leave the company, most of them must still work as brokers, after all, changing careers is a minority.The peers are afraid of competition, so when an agent with a little bit of resources and ability leaves, there must be an agreement in the terms that he cannot work in certain economic companies of the same trade. For example, Hualong Film and Television will definitely list three other entertainment companies that are comparable to him .As for other small companies, Hualong Film and Television is not worried.

Wen Wuchu, who walked out of the director's office, was exhausted physically and mentally, so he walked towards his own office.

Said to pack things, but what is there really to pack?Naturally, important documents cannot be taken away, and it is not advisable to take a lot of trouble to bring back fragments of personal belongings.

So the so-called packing up is just taking away some photos and personal documents copied on the computer.

When Wen Wuchu returned to the office, he simply packed up. In the end, he only brought a small cloth bag and a hard drive.

When he was about to leave, he saw the exquisite handicrafts on the bookshelf.

Those handicrafts come from different countries, and each one has a full story behind it.

For example, the elephant wood sculpture inlaid with many crystals at the front was bought by Deng Shulin when he took Deng Shulin to Thailand to shoot his first movie.

At that time, Deng Shulin's salary was still very low, but this wood carving was very valuable.

Wen Wuchu originally refused, not wanting him to buy such flashy things, but Deng Shulin said: "It's nothing, you have been with me for so long, I can't even come up with a decent gift for your birthday. I asked about this wood carving, It is said that the meaning is very good. In this way, you will be able to rise to the top in the future, so I can also eat meat and drink porridge right after you, right? "

At that time, Deng Shulin's face was still innocent and childish. Although Wen Wuchu talked about him, he still put it very carefully on the best position on the display shelf in the office.

Now it seems like a kind of irony.

Wen Wuchu shook his head, closed the door without looking back.

Let those things be thrown into the memory together with Qian Cheng's past events.

Wen Wuchu got into the elevator, went downstairs, and arrived at the lobby. Unexpectedly, he ran into Deng Shulin who rarely came to the company.

Deng Shulin wore sunglasses, dressed stylishly, and looked like a big star, hugging a bunch of assistants.

Wen Wuchu and Deng Shulin came out of the elevator just like this.

Time seemed to stand still, and both of them stopped.

Wen Wuchu thought about countless scenarios where the two meet again.

Or the other party will be ashamed and hard to avoid, or maybe the other party will laugh at and ridicule themselves, but in fact, the two just stood there quietly and looked at each other.

There were all kinds of whispers around, and people pretended to be casually observing the movement here and watching the development of the situation.

However, those who watched the show were disappointed. The two just stood there for a moment, and then continued to walk forward with each other, as if there was no intersection.

Wen Wuchu walked straight towards the door, his steps getting faster and faster, he was already trying his best to control himself.

Walking out of the door, he almost started to trot. He found that the so-called relief, the so-called peace of mind, were all illusions.

When he met Deng Shulin again, and this person whom he had poured his heart and soul into, he still couldn't calm down, and all kinds of complicated emotions blended together, which made him feel as if he had been crushed.

Wen Wuchu himself didn't know how he drove home. After parking the car and walking home from the garage, Wen Wuchu felt dizzy. Did he have low blood sugar or did he catch a cold?

Wen Wuchu felt that his body was becoming more and more difficult to take care of these days. In the past two or three years, he had never had a headache, brain fever, cold or fever, and recently he just caught a cold, and his head started to swell again.

The desire to go home and lie down was greater than the rationality of going to the pharmacy to buy medicine, Wen Wuchu staggered downstairs.