Chasing stars is not as good as chasing agents

The three of them left the hospital, and Ji Shi hailed a taxi to take Sang Yani home.Before leaving, he looked at Gu Jianchi with some anxiety: "Your name is Didi?"

It's not that he talks too much, but that many artists really don't know anything about life, and this Gu Jianchi seems to be quiet and easy to bully - if Ji Shi's thoughts are known to people who know Gu Jianchi, I'm afraid It's to laugh out the hurt.

Ji Shi was worried that he would not be able to call a car, but was too embarrassed to say so.

Gu Jianchi raised her eyes, and under her slender eyelashes was a pair of dark brown pupils, like amber that had been precipitated for thousands of years, crystal clear, but this purity was not ignorant of worldly affairs, but a Calm and stable, it seems that there are many secrets hidden in the depth.

This is a pair of very story eyes.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Ji Shi was a little stunned, then he covered his chest and said sadly: "Why are you not my artiste, if you were my artiste, I would definitely push you hard!"

Gu Jianchi smiled, no one doesn't like others to praise themselves, especially Ji Shi's compliments are so funny, positive and positive with a bit of money.

"Maybe there will be a chance in the future." After Gu Jianchi finished speaking, he turned the topic back to the original question, "I will call a taxi, thank you tonight."

What Gu Jian thanked was not Ji Shi for "saving" him, but Ji Shi for allowing him to spend a few hours of enrichment and fun.

"Okay! When I become a gold agent in the future, I will definitely sign you." Ji Shi patted Gu Jianchi, "Come on, too."

After Ji Shi finished speaking, he sat in the passenger seat and waved to Gu Jianchi through the window.

After the car drove away, Sang Yani said quietly: "Brother Xiao, don't laugh, your thoughts of poaching the wall are almost turning into a barrage of bullets broadcasting on your face."

Ji Shi touched his face: "Is it so obvious?"

Ji Shi said to himself: "Well, actually, the main reason is that our company has relatively few male artists, and it's rare for me to meet such a good match."

On the other side, Gu Jianchi stood by the side of the road and watched the taxi go away. He didn't look down at the inspection report in his hand until he could no longer see the car.

He folded the report at random and wanted to throw it away. At this time, a Rolls Royce slowly stopped in front of him, and he stopped throwing the report. Then he didn't know what to think, just Then, by a strange coincidence, he put away the report and got into the car.

Gu Jianchi: "Go back to the club."

***

When Ji Shi returned to the rented den, he took off his shoes slowly, he didn't even bother to go back to the bedroom, he fell directly on the sofa, rolled around a few times with his arms around the soft pillow, only to see that the coffee table was swollen and cold. Transparent instant noodles.

He couldn't help sighing, got up and threw the noodles into the trash can, then he brushed his teeth and washed his face, undressed and lay on the bed, but accidentally touched the injury on his lower back, which made him gasp in pain.

He found that although the injury was not serious, it was still aching, especially at night, when he was alone in the rented house, it was a physical injury plus a spiritual injury, and the injury added to the pain, and the pain added to the pain .

Ji Shi adjusted his sleeping position, lying on the bed, lying on his stomach, his eyelids gradually became heavy...

Ji Shi fell asleep, but Gu Jianchi's nightlife had just begun.

He returned to the Rose Club, and when he passed the private room where the disturbance had just occurred, he saw that there was no one there, thinking that the bald man had already gone to the hospital.

He didn't stay long, and went to the private room he had made an appointment with his friend.

When Song Minglang saw him coming, he stood up immediately, and shouted: "You brat, you are finally willing to come! I finally went back to the country, and you dare to be late."

Gu Jianchi looked around, the private room was full of people he knew, they were all the young masters who were doted on by the family and didn't take care of the family business very much, when Song Minglang yelled, they all followed suit.

Gu Jianchi took a bottle of wine and a glass calmly, three glasses of wine in one breath, and turned the glass upside down again, but none of the wine dripped.

Gu Jianchi raised her eyebrows and smiled at Song Minglang: "Is it alright?"

Song Minglang curled his lips, and said in frustration: "It's boring. I wanted to wait for you to refuse the drink, and then I would be punished, but you did it all at once."

Gu Jianchi smiled and said: "I know, I won't let you do what you want."

Song Minglang was actually a little tired from playing, so he grabbed Gu Jianchi's shoulder and asked curiously, "What delayed you just now?"

Gu Jianchi thought that he would look for Song Minglang at Jishi tomorrow, so he told the truth about what happened just now.

"You actually pushed the matter to me." Song Minglang rubbed his chin and pondered, "What? You want me to help that man named Ji Shi?"

"It's easy to talk about, as long as you call me brother, I'll help you right away." Song Minglang laughed, with an expression of begging me, begging me, I'll help you.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jianchi said coldly, "No need."

Song Minglang was confused: "Huh?"

"You don't have to sell my face. When he finds you, you can do whatever you want. I have already shown him the way. Whether he can do it or not is his own business." Gu Jianchi's expression was indifferent, as if something had happened. none of your business.

Song Minglang regretfully said: "I thought you had an idea, and wanted to come up with a love story between Cinderella and the prince."

Gu Jianchi twirled the wine glass and joked, "Cinderella? Didn't expect you to like dressing up as a woman? I know. If someone comes to ask me about your preferences in the future, I'll have something to say."

Song Minglang was startled when he heard the words: "Please do me a favor, don't talk nonsense, I'm afraid that when I open the door in a few days, there will be a row of boys in women's clothing standing at the door and winking at me."

Song Minglang thought of that scene, and his skin got goosebumps.

Gu Jianchi laughed and said, "It depends on your performance."

Song Minglang snorted, and said: "Look at you, you said you don't need it, but you actually want me to help you with that Cinderella, right? All right, don't worry, that Ji Shi is also destined for you , I won't embarrass him too much."

Gu Jianchi was noncommittal, raised his wine glass and touched Song Minglang: "Respect to our clever little birthday boy."

***

The next day, Mr. Zhang who wanted to help the bald man contacted Gu Jianchi again. Obviously, although the bald man was injured, he was still very interested in investing in AA Film and Television.

Gu Jian smiled politely: "Just because of yesterday's injury, he is still thinking about it? It seems that he is sincere in wanting to invest."

Mr. Zhang laughed and said: "That's right, he also really likes AA dramas, so he wanted to cast, and the injury yesterday just looked scary, and it didn't really hinder him, but he was still very angry and wanted to go Find someone to settle accounts."

Gu Jianchi glanced at Mr. Zhang casually.

Mr. Zhang was keenly aware of the subtle emotions revealed in this look, and he immediately changed his words: "I will persuade him, it's not good if this kind of thing becomes big."

Only then did Gu Jianchi lower her eyes, continue making tea, then handed the teacup to Mr. Zhang, and said slowly, "Uncle Zhang, I'm afraid the investment will fail."

With such a polite title, Mr. Zhang knew that it was a mess, and he didn't force it, he just asked in confusion: "Isn't our new play short of funds?"

"Tightness is tightness," Gu Jianchi said calmly, "But I won't be led by the nose just because of 3000 million. That bald head is not just as simple as wanting to add an artist he admires in the play."

"I think what he meant was that he thought he could interfere with my drama by spending 3000 million yuan?" Gu Jianchi never called the bald head by his nickname from the beginning to the end, which shows his contempt for this person.

Gu Jianchi's AA Films is a film and television company under the Bateng Group. Recently, two TV dramas with high ratings and high praise have been filmed consecutively, and they have become popular in the circle. Many people want to come Make an investment and get a share.

Filming film and television dramas is a gold-swallowing behemoth. Even if AA is strong, it is impossible to eat them all. Therefore, Gu Jianchi welcomes everyone's investment and makes money together.

After all, the more money you have, the more dramas you can make, and the quality of the dramas can be guaranteed, but he has a principle that will not change, that is, for AA film and television dramas, he must have the absolute right to speak, even if he is cast Money can't interfere with him.

Most investors are very sensible, anyway they invest money to make money, so even if they invest a relatively large amount, they will hand over the power to Gu Jianchi. Can be a dad.

"Besides, that bald head doesn't have good character." Gu Jianchi said without any shame, "My moral standards are actually very low, so if I say he's not good, it's true."

"..." Mr. Zhang has nothing to do when he encounters this kind of person who scolds others and scolds himself as well. Now that this is the point, he won't force it anymore, so he laughed and said, "Jane Chi , you really know how to joke, okay, anyway, I’m just trying to tie the knot, if I can’t make it, it’s because he’s lucky that he didn’t make this money, I’m lucky, hahaha.”

Mr. Zhang boasted again: "I see you, the Gu family, really have no sons. It would be great if my son was half as capable as you."

A dim light flashed in Gu Jianchi's eyes, and then he smiled, but this smile seemed more fake than the polite smile just now, but when faked to the extreme, it would appear very real again.

"Uncle Zhang was joking. Cheng Zhi is cared for by his parents. He is lively and innocent, frank and straightforward. On the contrary, I envy him that he can live so freely."

Mr. Zhang laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, there is no other way, the only child, he can only be pampered, that is to say, we are too pampered, so that he is uneducated, free and undisciplined, playing with those cars at home all day long." Ah game."

Although Mr. Zhang said so, the expression on his face was not sad, which shows that he still really loves his son.

Gu Jianchi looked at him calmly, with a slight smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

***

On the other side, Ji Shi is accompanying Sang Yani to take magazine photos and participate in interviews.

When filming, he noticed that Sangyani's state was not right, and he seemed to have something on his mind, but he was busy dealing with last night's affairs, so he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that Sangyani hadn't recovered yet, thinking Just comfort her later.

After Ji Shi communicated with the staff of the magazine, he went to the side to make a phone call. He asked people everywhere, and finally found someone who could help him connect with the young master of the Song family.

It is also his luck that the young master of the Song family spends 360 days around the world in [-] days a year, and he happened to meet the young master of the Song family in Dongcheng, so he successfully made an appointment with the young master of the Song family. master.

This young master is called Song Minglang, and he is the seventh in the family, so he is nicknamed Song Xiaoqi, and people outside call him Xiaoqi or Seventh Brother.

This young master also has special hobbies. Ordinary people like to meet up in restaurants and teahouses to chat. He didn't, but asked Ji Shi to find him at the racing track.

For this meeting, Ji Shi was very cautious, and asked the middleman what the young master likes and what he has taboos, and the middleman said that Song Minglang has no taboos, and he is quite easy-going.

Ji Shi calmed down a bit, then he gritted his teeth and bought an apology gift at a huge price.

Although this apology cost him a lot of money and thought, he knew that this gift of money was not worth mentioning to the young master of the Song family.

So whether he can get the care of this young master is completely unknown.

In the afternoon, Ji Shi arrived at the racing track anxiously, and then met Song Minglang under the guidance of a middleman.

He found that Song Minglang was really easy-going, so easy-going that he was lying in the rocking chair, with a popsicle in his mouth, and met him lazily.

I don't know if it was Ji Shi's illusion, but he felt that when Song Minglang looked at him, he seemed to be studying a math problem, looking up and down, inside and out, carefully. Take an X-ray machine and take a picture of him.

Song Minglang stared at Ji Shi for a long time, then lazily said, "It's just so-so."

Ji Shi had question marks all over his head, was this a comment on his appearance?

Song Minglang took a sip of the popsicle and said, "I heard what happened yesterday from the manager of the clubhouse. There was quite a commotion and some people went to the hospital."

Ji Shi smiled apologetically, "That's why I came here."

Song Minglang waved his hand and said: "Small things, I know the purpose of your coming, but you have good eyesight and know to come to me."

When Ji Shi heard this, he felt something was going on.

"Let's stop talking nonsense." Song Minglang stood up, patted his legs, and said, "You race with me, as long as you make me happy, this matter will be over, and I can guarantee that there will be no sequelae."

Ji Shi was taken aback, and said with some embarrassment: "I don't know how to drive a racing car, but I can try."

Although Ji Shi doesn't know how to drive a racing car, his two years of work experience has already trained him to have super good driving skills. If you give it a try, it should be fine.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Minglang laughed, "You want to drive a racing car, but I'm still reluctant to let you touch my precious car."

"..." Ji Shi asked hesitantly, "Then what kind of car are you talking about?"

Song Minglang said as a matter of course: "Of course it's a car from the video game city."

Ji Shi: "???"

Still playing like this?

Ji Shi was taken to the video game city with a dazed expression on his face, but he was dazed, but his reaction was very quick, and he immediately thought that Song Minglang said just now that he wanted to have fun, not to win.

If this is the case, then Ji Shi's task is much simpler, he doesn't need to keep thinking about how to win, but just relax, play with Song Minglang, and make this young master happy.

Playing games is something that can quickly bring the relationship closer, and Ji Shi has figured out the way, so after a few games, he and Song Minglang have already become brothers.

When Ji Shi ended the battle, it was already the beginning of the lights. To be honest, he hadn't been to the video game city for many years. How could he have imagined that the little Seventh Young Master was so energetic that he was tossing him until his bones fell apart.

But tired after tired, his mood is very relaxed.

Firstly, it was because Song Minglang gave him the approval letter, and what happened last night was over; secondly, it was because he hadn't played so relaxedly for a long time.

Ji Shi went out of the video game city, breathed the fresh air outside, and was really happy because he had solved a problem in his heart. He couldn't help but took a photo of the street lamp on the street and sent it to Moments.

Ji Shi: Today is a successful end!knock off!

After a while, he received Gu Jianchi's WeChat message.

Gu Jianchi: How is it?

Ji Shi: It's solved [laughing]. If you hadn't reminded me, I would never have thought of contacting the young master of the Song family.

Gu Jianchi: Just solve it.

Ji Shi is in a particularly good mood now, and he can't wait to grab someone to talk to. Since Gu Jianchi took the initiative to deliver it to his door, he will definitely not let go of this opportunity.

Ji Shi: When we first met, Young Master Song kept staring at me. I thought he was trying to sneak me.

Gu Jianchi on the other end of the phone almost spit out his coffee.

Ji Shi: Then I estimated that he observed it, and felt that I was too disadvantaged, so forget it?

Gu Jianchi: ...

Ji Shi: Later he asked me to compete with him.

Ji Shi: Of course, we are not competing with real racing cars, but playing with racing cars in the video game city. The young master also had a good time, and the matter is over.

Ji Shi: But today I also had a good time, as if I had a big holiday [Laughs].

Ji Shi: After all, it's been a long time since I played like this, and it was still Young Master Song who paid for the coins.

Seeing Ji Shi's sincere and simple emotion, Gu Jianchi couldn't help being dumbfounded. The sentence that Song Minglang pays is the key point.

Ji Shi: Speaking of which, I also want to thank you. When you are free, I will treat you to dinner.

Gu Jianchi took a look at her itinerary for the next few days, and guessed that she would only be free tonight, so she replied: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, let's do it now, you can have supper."

Ji Shi: Okay, I just had a busy day and I'm very hungry, how about some barbecue?

Gu Jianchi: Yes.

Ji Shi shared an address with Gu Jianchi on WeChat.

At the same time, Gu Jianchi received Song Minglang's WeChat.

Song Minglang: I've seen it for you, she looks about average, but her butt is pretty sticky!

Song Minglang: Your vision is not bad! [grinning]

Gu Jianchi: Get lost.

Gu Jianchi: Thank you.

Song Minglang: You are too different from before and after, you have a split personality?

Song Minglang: I don't want to thank you verbally, why don't you invite me to dinner?I've been playing all day and I'm hungry.

Gu Jianchi: I have an appointment.

Song Minglang: With whom?

Gu Jianchi: Anyway, it's not with you, I'll treat you to dinner next time.

Song Minglang: Tsk tsk tsk.

Half an hour later, Gu Jian arrived late at the agreed place - Happiness BBQ.

The business of this store is good, it is full of people, each table is equipped with a charcoal stove, and there are pipes for exhausting smoke hanging from the stove. The smell of barbecue and the moving silhouettes.

The barbecue restaurant in Gu Jianchi's impression should be the kind where there are beauties or handsome men next to you to help you roast the meat, and then put it into the bowl bit by bit, and there is elegant music playing in the store, not the one like now. You can hear the conversation at the next table and see how everyone is eating in full swing.

Gu Jianchi's footsteps stopped at the door, and then he saw Ji Shi in the corner waving his arms vigorously at him.

"Here!" Ji Shisheng was afraid that Gu Jianchi would not be able to see him, so he waved his hands and laughed, showing his white teeth.

Attracted by Ji Shi's bright smile, Gu Jianchi walked over quickly.

The author has something to say: Song Xiaoqi is actually a naive

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