love marks

Chapter 120 Seven, the pros and cons of fame.

The manager's work is more difficult than before. Although I have prepared for it, the other party's deep eyes and disdainful expression will still hit me.

The most convincing evidence is that it has been nearly a month since I returned to work, and I haven't gotten an announcement to Gu Chenghao, let alone the partner and sponsor.

If this continues, I'm afraid it will really affect Gu Chenghao's stardom.

"Sister Song, don't be too nervous. It's only been a few days since I came back. Don't worry. Give them some time to adapt." Gu Chenghao comforted me.

I'm also relieved, anyway, since I'm back, this situation will definitely be broken.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment with the boss of a media company to discuss cooperation. At first, the boss was a little hesitant, but in the end it was because of Gu Chenghao's face that he gave me the opportunity to meet. I had to make good use of it.

It was still early before the appointed time, so I went to Fu Yu's company on a whim.

Fu Yu resigned from the position of general manager of the branch because of that incident before. Later, for unknown reasons, the branch was acquired by another company. ZY's head office is a media company with comparable strength, and now it has acquired ZY's branch, which is even more powerful than ZY's.

The ZY branch also poured in a lot of fresh blood, it is said that they want to expand the company's strength and cultivate new talents.But everyone understands that they are drawing from the bottom of the pot and "changing positions". When the newcomers can take charge of their own, the old employees of ZY will be laid off, so as to achieve a new look.

In this regard, the old employees are quite critical, but they also have their own plans in private.

As for Fu Yu, she returned to work in the branch again, but this time, she returned to ZY not as the general manager, but as an ordinary employee;

Originally, as the younger sister of the boss of ZY and the former general manager of the branch company, it was difficult to go back. In addition, the people in the company were also very scruples and timid about all her previous actions, almost even the first pass of the interview. No, I passed directly; but it was a coincidence that when she left after failing the interview, she happened to meet a male employee who was running a business. After helping him, the male employee also got a promotion and a salary increase because of a big deal. In order to repay her favor, he dared to say a few words for her in front of the new general manager, so he recruited her However, she was not given a high position, just an ordinary employee status.

However, Fu Yu didn't tell me these things, but I heard gossip from employees in private when I went to her company to find her last time.

Fu Yu almost never talks to me about work, and I seldom talk to her about my work.

Work is so annoying, she probably thinks so too.

In fact, I suddenly thought that her company went to her for another reason: we have been busy with our own affairs in the past month, except for sleeping time at night, there is almost no interaction, especially Fu Yu, who can be said to leave early and go late Gui, even at home, she often looks tired, preoccupied, and doesn't talk much; I almost think that she is not just busy with ordinary staff work all day long, but also works overtime almost every day status;

I don't know what she's busy with all day long, and she didn't tell me, so I went over to take a look during my lunch break, and comfort and encourage her tired mood by the way, get some chicken blood or something.

When I arrived at their company, it was time for a lunch break, and everyone had gone out to eat. There were only a few people resting and chatting in the huge office area, and Fu Yu was particularly conspicuous, buried in a pile of documents, working hard, typing on the keyboard from time to time There was a crackling sound, and there was a sandwich with a bite out of it next to the table.

I glanced at other people's desktops, except for some odds and ends, they were almost clean. Why are there so many files on his desktop?

I quietly walked behind her, and while she was calming down, I silently closed her eyes with my hands.

She was stunned for a second, then said without any suspense: "Don't make trouble with the pine nuts, I'm busy."

I was surprised: "How do you know it's me?"

"Who else would be so boring except you." She didn't even look up.

I was a little discouraged and leaned aside. Although I was a little unhappy when she said that, it seemed that she was right. I also felt quite boring doing this kind of behavior at this time.

She fiddled with the computer for a while, then turned her head to look at me, saw that I bowed my head silently, put down what I was doing after thinking for a while, and added: "Actually, what I mean is, no one dares to tease me like this except you. .”

Come to think of it, with her character, I'm the only one closest to her.

Wait a moment,

"Who teased you?" I just realized.

"You," she said solemnly, "any small gesture by you is a tease to me."

Is it because I haven't spoken love words for a long time, I still feel hot when I hear her sweet words;

"You...are you Fu Yu or Feng Jin."

"What do you mean?" Someone asked back.

He knew it in his heart, but he didn't agree with it: "I don't know, it doesn't matter who you are."

He was also not angry, and instead said: "Why did you suddenly think of coming here, are you done with your work?"

"Temporarily." He spit out two words casually, thought for a while and added, "There is an important meeting in the afternoon."

"How important is it?"

"It is likely to affect your wife and my future career fortune."

"It's so important that you still come here, aren't you afraid of being distracted?" He raised his eyebrows.

"That's why I came to you to relax and let you cheer me up." I replied.

He smiled wickedly, patted his separated legs: "Sit here."

"It's not good for people to see." I said insincerely.

He stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms, and dismantled me in a timely manner: "I didn't come here specially because I was afraid that the influence would be bad."

I do not deny it.

He slapped me on the face, and started to be serious again: "I haven't touched you these days, I can't bear it anymore, I will make it up to you when I go back at night."

I slapped his hand that was about to move, "Why are you so easy to get sperm on your head?"

"It's not easy, I've been restrained for so many days," he said a little aggrieved, "I didn't even take a break after working for a month. Stay with me at home."

"That's not necessarily true," I replied without fear of disappointment, "I'm also in a critical period now."

He pinched my fingers secretly, and said, "Do they often make faces with you?"

"It's not that, at most it's a misunderstanding."

"You don't have to speak for them."

"I didn't speak for them."

Someone just said nothing.

I glanced at the sandwiches on her table, "This is all you want to eat?"

"Well, dinner is a waste of time. Anyway, I'm not very hungry, just take a bite."

I just glanced at the time, "sarcastically" said, "Isn't it a waste of time to fool around with me?"

"How can being with you be a waste of time," he pinched my chin casually, "I still think the time with you is too short."

I glanced at the documents on her desk again, "Why are there so many documents to deal with, I won't have to work overtime at night."

He sighed, "I can't help it. Those who can do more work."

"It's not like you work hard for those who are able. Others' tables are so clean, but yours is like a mountain. They are all raised in pens and mediocre. You are the only one who stands out from the crowd."

He couldn't help laughing: "Niuer, if you say that, you will attract hatred."

"Never mind, I haven't complained about being my man yet." I didn't take it seriously.

His eyes lit up: "What did you just say?"

I was stunned: "I said I made two complaints..."

"That's not what you said just now, I want to listen to the original words." He induced.

I naturally understood what he meant, pinching her nose and mocking: "Look at your talent."

"Again, I love to hear it," he said.

"I haven't made two complaints about my man."

"Whose man?"

"My, my man." I said cooperatively.

He looked satisfied and smug, "You are finally willing to admit that I am your man." Before he finished speaking, he slapped me on the face again.

"Isn't this nonsense, when will I not admit it?"

"It's different," he got his wish. "This is the first time you said this sentence yourself. I'm so happy."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to my ear and said, "I'm so hard."

I couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Do you have a dick?"

"It would be a bad thing if it really happened at this time." He winked at me again, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, that's all you can do."

At this time, some colleagues came back from the outside one after another, seeing us all stunned for a while, someone boldly asked, "Fu Yu, this is..."

"My woman, Tang Song." He replied without fear.

There was a moment of silence.

I secretly pinched him, "Don't be too blunt, it's almost done."

A trace of confusion flashed in someone's eyes, and then he turned to me: "Pine nuts, what's wrong?"

Well, this person knows how to hide.

"It's okay," I pinched her face, got up and said, "It's almost time for me to go back, don't be too tired, I will continue to work hard," I took out a Snickers bar from my trouser pocket and put it on her desk , "Sandwiches will be eaten less in the future. I will deliver dinner to you when I have time. Let's go."

Before she could take a step, she saw her expression of reluctance, "Songzi, you've just arrived and you're leaving soon."

I laughed, "I've been here for a long time," but that half day was taken up by Feng Ji, "I'm an old couple, so I'll replenish you in the evening."

She felt relieved.

Ignoring those complex gazes, I left the office area straight away, only to see a middle-aged man in a formal suit at the door. The way he looked at me made me feel uncomfortable. That kind of look was not mocking, unbelievable, but rather There is a kind of gloomy feeling.

I thought I didn't know him, let alone offended him. What did he think of me like that?

But I still held back the attack and left quickly.

In the afternoon, it was time to discuss cooperation. In order to show my sincerity, I deliberately arrived a little earlier. After waiting for a while, the boss arrived on time. When he saw me, he was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously checked the time: "Am I late. "

"No, I was a little early."

"Oh."

After sitting down, I took out the draft proposal I had prepared and started my explanation.

After graduating from university for so many years, I feel that it is the first time that I have put in so much effort to express my views with the other party. I hope the other party can see my sincerity and understand my feelings...

It's not that I didn't pay attention before, but I feel that I have never been so humble before, and I have the illusion of begging for a moment.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had lost something, and it seemed that there was something more.

It can be said that this meeting was mainly based on my statement. The boss has been listening with a blank expression. No, it is not expressionless.

After I made my intention clear to him, I asked his opinion, but he just glanced at me and asked, "Did you bring the contract?"

"Bring it, bring it."

"Let's sign it."

I was a little surprised: "Is it signed?"

"Don't you just want to sign a contract with me, sign early and finish sooner."

I was a little flattered: "No... I've said so much, do you understand everything?"

"Almost, anyway, I will be responsible for the investment, and you can take care of the rest." He said.

I was still a little hesitant: "This investment is not a small amount, don't you think about it again?"

He was suspicious, "It's not that you and I have talked so much, but you just want me to invest in you. Why do I agree to invest, but you are moaning."

"No, the main reason is that you are so happy, I'm a little...do you have any opinions?"

"I have no opinion."

"Then you don't have any worries or concerns?"

"What are you worried about? Losing money? Will you let my money go to waste?"

"That's not true. In fact, I'm a little curious. Your attitude was not so straightforward when you called before... Is it because I said these things that you were moved by me before you agreed."

He sat up straight and began to respond: "You also did this before. Although you have been away for three years, you don't talk about that matter, but your personal work ability. I have heard of it before. If it weren't for the accident That incident caused your reputation to be damaged, otherwise you would still be in a good mood, aside from your bad reputation, I am still very optimistic about you, and to be honest, I don’t want to believe that you are like them It is said that relying on unspoken rules to rise to the top, of course, this kind of thing is not surprising, even if you can rely on unspoken rules to rise to the top, in this circle of open and secret fighting, it is useless to have no ability, I also want to open it, what is the damage to the reputation? , In contrast, the interests are more important, and it is best to win-win, no matter how bad it is, don't let me lose too much, or I may really not have the courage to cooperate with you again."

After listening to his words, I don't know what kind of mood I am in. I just feel that his words... are a little strange. He seems to be comforting me but it doesn't seem to be. talking about me;

I always feel that what he said was thoughtful, not because of my persuasive words about the project... but because of who said what to him, so there was a huge difference in attitude before and after?Does he have something he doesn't want to be known?

Of course, I don't need to think so much anymore, anyway, the contract has been negotiated.

I felt a little frustrated, and felt like I had easily won the fruits of victory, but the fruits had nothing to do with my efforts.

And it is impossible for me to waste each other's time for my false guess, this meeting will end soon.

And the words of the boss impressed me deeply: "No matter how strong a person's ability and power are, there will be times when he can't do anything, because people always have worries, and no one lives only for themselves. It is called selfishness, and this kind of people are not long in the society. Whether it is reputation or wealth, when people live their whole life, they still can’t take anything with them when they leave, but they can leave behind others. Some things, as for what can be left behind, that’s up to me.”

When I returned to the studio, Gu Chenghao was resting behind his desk with his eyes closed. When he heard me push the door in, he immediately asked, "How was the talk?"

I put the contract on his desk, and he flipped through it, and then he had a happy expression on his face: "That's great, I knew that Sister Song would definitely get it done!"

I didn't say a word, just limp on the sofa.

He was a little excited: "In this way, it is more likely that the novel will be turned into a TV series. I will contact the author right away, but generally speaking, if I know that my work will be made into a film and television series, the author will also Be happy."

Well, the original plan to take on the drama first was disrupted, but the cooperation of investing in the production of a new drama was unexpectedly smooth, so the plan of adapting the novel to the TV series he mentioned earlier was launched ahead of schedule.

"Probably." I said weakly.

He saw that I was not in the right condition, so he couldn't help asking: "Sister Song, are you okay?"

"fine."

"The contract is negotiated, why do you seem unhappy?"

"...No, I'm just a little tired."

"Then you have a good rest, I'm going out first." Gu Chenghao took two steps, then turned his head and asked, "Sister Song, have you had lunch yet?"

I paused, thinking about it, it seemed that I hadn't eaten anything, I didn't feel very hungry before, but now that I was reminded by Gu Chenghao, I felt a strong sense of hunger.

Seeing that I didn't say a word, I took it as my acquiescence. Gu Chenghao took out a few candies from the drawer, "Eat some candies first, and I'll ask my assistant to order takeaway. Sister Song, what do you want to eat?"

"casual."

"Then I'll take a closer look." He put down the candy and went out.

I was left alone in the independent office.

I also closed my eyes and meditated.

After a while, the phone vibrated again, and it was my brother calling.

"Hey."

"Are you busy now?" the old man asked.

"not busy."

"Come here if you're not busy, I need your help here."

So I dragged my body, which hadn't recovered from the paralyzed state, towards my elder brother.

"What's the matter with calling me?"

"Sign a contract for me."

"What contract?"

"The artist signed the contract."

Hearing this, I got excited: "Artist signed a contract? Brother, you want to sign an artist and become your own boss?"

"It was planned before, don't you know." The elder brother replied.

"You had this plan before, but you didn't say when. I didn't prepare for it at all. You suddenly told me that you were going to sign an artist. When did you make the transition?"

"Thanks to Gu Chenghao."

"What's up with him?"

"Of course I was inspired by him," my brother analyzed, "I debuted earlier than him, became famous earlier than him, and established a studio earlier than him, but he was popular ahead of me. There is a reason."

I joked, "Are you jealous?"

"You make it sound like I'm very narrow-minded. Since I have the ability, why should I envy others?"

"That's a good point, of course you don't have to envy him, remember that he was still living in the house you bought with money," I comforted, "at least you are one step ahead of him in everything, and the house is also bought earlier than him. "

"I was born earlier than him," the elder brother said with shame, "Why do you turn weird words as soon as they come out of your mouth, and he lives in the house I bought with money, isn't it because you dragged him home Yes, your words are ambiguous."

"You have ambiguity in what you said. Why should I take him home? It's because he doesn't have a house to live in, so I let him rent it for a period of time out of kindness." I retorted.

Brother didn't care about that one or two, "Yes, yes, you are beautiful, you are right in everything you say, go ahead, let the artist sign the contract, and your mission here today will be considered complete."

I glanced at the person's profile: "Newcomer?"

"Well, he is also a person with personality." Speaking of this old man, he suddenly couldn't help laughing, "This newcomer has quite an idea. The contract hasn't been signed yet, so he put forward a condition first."

"What conditions?"

"You'll know when you go."

The place where the newcomer signs a contract is a small meeting room. When I passed by, he was already waiting there. I briefly looked at him. He was a young man in his early twenties with a handsome face and sharp eyes. Dyeing a strand of silver, he looked straight at me when he saw me, and didn't ask until I sat down opposite him, "Are you Tang Song?"

"you know me?"

"Knowing your name," he said, "and a few things."

He is a newcomer, and he has never been in the industry before, and for laymen, the only thing that knows about me is the two explosive incidents three years ago: one is the public coming out, and the other is the unspoken rules incident.

And the other way to know about me is just the little gossip that came out through Gu Chenghao's light.

I didn't have the mentality to understand that, and went straight to the point: "I briefly read your profile, you are a rookie in the entertainment industry, you don't have any works, you are a newcomer, and there are so many brokerage companies, why do you think you want to sign with us?"

He still looked directly at me: "Because I have to choose my own agent."

"Heh, it's not a small tone," I snorted, "what capital do you have to think that you can choose a broker at will."

"I didn't pick at random, I had a goal," he said.

"We are a private studio opened by celebrities. It is not comparable to those large brokerage companies who assign you a personal agent. Before you get exposure for your new works, you can only be regarded as a trainee."

"What about after you have your work?"

"As appropriate."

Even if I don't look at him, I can still feel his direct gaze, "I came here to sign with you on a condition, and I told them."

I couldn't help laughing: "How can you be sure that we will agree to your condition?"

"Because I firmly believe that I will be popular in the future, and it will be very good for you." He boasted boldly.

"Fire?" I raised my eyes, "What's your definition of fire?"

"Fire is to let people know me, know my works, and like me and my works."

Simply put, there is nothing wrong with the literal meaning.

"Then you should also know that it's not so easy to think about fire."

"I know that in order to get something, there is always a price to pay."

"The price... It's understandable to say so, how much do you think you can pay the price?" I joked.

He hesitated for a while, "I don't know about this."

I didn't ask any further questions, but instead said, "Tell me what your conditions are."

"I want you to be my agent," he said.

I looked up, his eyes were firm.

Looking back on his state since he entered the door, and his unabashed gaze, this kid obviously came prepared.

"I didn't pick at random, I have a goal."

So, his target is me.

He is a newcomer, he doesn't know me well, and his knowledge of me is only what the media uploaded.

I felt a little uneasy, but I still took a chance and asked: "I want to be your manager, do you know who I am?"

And his answer was also very straightforward: "I don't know who you are, and it doesn't matter who you are, as long as you can make me angry."

My heart sank.

"As long as it can make you angry...even if it makes you do whatever it takes?"

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, looked at me with a little doubt in his eyes, then disappeared, pursed his lips and asked, "You, will you?"

This rhetorical question was full of uncertainties, but it made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not too late,

There is help.