Broker, take me~

Ma Shouye did throw an olive branch to him, but the olive branch did look a bit twisted.

"Oh, Xiao Song, do you think it's a bit condescending for you to be a secretary?"

Ma Shouye is in his early forties, but on the surface he looks older than his actual age.With the typical appearance of a high-ranking official, even if he is not good-looking, every tone of his words has a strong sense of accident.

Song Xingran smiled, and replied: "Where is Mr. Ma, a person like me with a reputation and nowhere to return is already grateful enough to have you take him in, so why would he despise this and that?" Speaking of scenes, and How could Song Xingran, who had been dealing with the media for so many years, be inferior.

Regardless of the truth of what he said, Ma Shouye was indeed flattered.He is also shrewd, even if he can't guess Song Xingran's purpose, he will not use him with absolute confidence.But I really can't let go of the value of this person, so I can only put it by my side and stare at it first.And Song Xingran can also think about it, the secretary is the secretary, even if he can't often get in touch with the artist's private life, he has come in after all, and other things can be done slowly.

But none of the two people's plans could be implemented.

At this time, the door of the president's office was suddenly opened, and a man walked in, followed by a secretary who couldn't stop him with a face full of embarrassment.At that time, Ma Shouye was furious: "Wen Shangke, what are you doing again?!" It was obvious that this break-in was not once or twice.

Hearing this name, Song Xingran couldn't help but look over there, and met a cold expression all of a sudden.This is not the first time he and Wen Shangke have met face to face. In fact, it is strange that they are both in the same circle and are managers.But in some respects, the situation between the two of them is a bit delicate, not to mention that their respective brokerage companies are in a certain respect a competitive relationship. Often used for comparison.But the idol thing is really not something Song Xingran teased Shawn Yue, just like Qin Ting's status in the film and television industry, who in the professional circle of their manager would not want to be like Wen Shangke.

"I heard that this artist was assigned to me by you." With this sound, a stack of materials slammed onto the desk: "You're brave enough!!"

Yes, it's the kind that dares to drop the boss's documents.

Comparing his previous attitude of rejecting Jia Boyi, Song Xingran felt an inexplicable feeling of envy spontaneously.

"No, Wen Shangke, didn't your contract with that so-and-so just expired a while ago? Anyway, Chen Guang doesn't need you to deal with it now, so you can bring another artist." Ma Shouye also seemed guilty, and said quickly: "One Month, just one month!"

Wen Shangke narrowed his eyes dangerously, and just when Ma Shouye thought he was about to explode again, he suddenly smiled.Turning his head and glanced at Song Xingran who was standing on the side, he said, "If you ask him to be my assistant, I will promise you."

"Hey, no, your assistants are almost forming a team, what do you want him for?" Ma Shouye obviously panicked when he heard that, he couldn't let the people he had worked so hard to recruit fall into Wen Shangke's hands.

How could Wen Shangke answer him, the man just smiled again and looked over.He said leisurely: "Mr. Ma, this time the entertainer seems to be particularly pleasing to you." He stretched out his hand and gently turned over the paper that he dropped on the table earlier, and said in a calm voice: " You didn't even cover the hickey on your neck."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Shouye immediately reached out to touch his neck.But his collar is neat, where did the hickey come from.Wen Shangke was obviously defrauding him, but he actually fell for it!

The man was so angry that his face was purple and blue, and he looked like he was about to get angry.But in the end, he still endured it, smiled sinisterly and said, "Since you want this assistant so much, I'll give it to you. But let me remind you, he has a special status, so don't give it to him." Get yourself and your entertainers a mess."

"Then I will accept your good words." Wen Shangke raised a sarcasm smile, took the file, turned and walked towards the door, and threw the file into Song Xingran's arms as he passed by.

Song Xingran was knocked lightly by the corner of the file, but the man's next words made him feel as if he had been hit hard.

"This artist's original name seems to be Meng Qiushui, do you think it's a coincidence?"

If you ask Song Xingran about the artists under Song Xingran, then probably everyone will mention Qin Qing's name.And only a small number of people will bring Han Jiawen with them after talking about Qin Jin.But no one would mention or even know about Song Xingran's first artist—Meng Qiushui.Even within Shang Hai, this name is a taboo for their top manager.

Meng Qiushui was one of the first batch of artists to enter Shanghai Entertainment when it first started. At that time, Song Xingran was just a stunned young man who had just graduated and was thrown into the company by Shen Zhenhai as an intern.The two hit each other just like that, and the relationship between the manager and the artist lasted for several years, until Meng Qiushui suddenly broke up the relationship and jumped to Zhenguo Entertainment.Speaking of which, so many years have passed, Song Xingran almost forgot that that person was entertaining in Zhenguo.However, there was a voice shouting in his heart: who are you lying to?

Song Xingran almost wondered if Wen Shangke did it on purpose, but since Ma Shouye actually gave him this artist, it should be Ma Shouye who did it on purpose.But seeing the frightened expression on the face of the woman in front of him when she saw him, she still resolutely shared some grievances with her idol.

Meng Qiushui is no longer the young girl with a ball head tied up when Song Xingran first saw her more than ten years ago. The years have made her more charming and charming, and some traces can no longer be found on her face. to trace.Today, she has obviously dressed up specially, with highlighted maroon wavy curls hanging on the side of her face, a tight one-line skirt with black leggings, and a bright yellow short coat. Even in such cold weather, she wears every The bewitching lines are on full display.There should be light makeup on her face, and the faint smell of perfume lingered when she got close.Such a woman is stunning and elegant, knows how to measure, can not only satisfy men's pursuit of high-end products, but will not make people feel ashamed by holding herself.I have to say that she is really good at using her own capital.But Wen Shangke looked at her and just sneered, not paying any attention to the other party's eager eyes and outstretched hand, and turned his body sideways to expose the pine behind him.

"Although your work is arranged by me, he is responsible for the details of your work this month."

Then that perfect and sweet smile cracked, although it was only for a moment, but the panic and even some repulsive emotions were exposed.

Song Xingran just wanted to smile wryly at this moment.Shen Zhenhai always felt that after those things, he couldn't avoid Meng Qiushui's fear, but who said that the other party was not like this.

"You know each other?" Wen Shangke suddenly said at this moment.

Apparently, Meng Qiushui only knew that their company's gold medal agent could make all the artists who followed him popular, but he didn't know Wen Shangke's bad nature of playing tricks, so he immediately said, "We don't know each other." Looking at Song Xingran's eyes It's suggestive.

The hinted person just sighed softly in his heart.Don't look at this girl who seems to have become smarter after so many years, but based on her experience of being teased by people more than a dozen lines away, how does she know how deep the real high-level water is.

Sure enough, Wen Shangke's face overflowed with a concealed but real joking expression like watching a play, he turned his head and said to Song Xingran, "Really?"

Now no matter whether you answer or not, you will be resented, right?So Song Xingran just turned his head and stared at the woman here and said: "I am Mr. Wen's assistant, and I will be your assistant from now on. To be honest, today is my first time in Zhenguo, and I will try my best as soon as possible." Familiar with the workflow here. Please take care of me, Ms. Meng." His self-introduction without his name was obviously to confuse the public and change the subject.

But Meng Qiushui didn't know the way, thinking that he finally understood his hint, and immediately said: "Where is it, I can't talk about taking care of him. How do you call this gentleman?"

Song Xingran felt that the mocking smile on the corner of Wen Shangke's mouth deepened.

"Okay, since you guys have known each other and worked together before, I won't say so much." The man seemed to have finally had enough fun, and waved his hand to break the ridiculous scene that he thought he knew: "Song Xingran, you and I'm coming over to get the schedule."

Meng Qiushui's expression froze all of a sudden, looking like a clown being teased.And the gloomy look in her eyes was relieved to have figured it out a long time ago—it's all your fault.

"There are so many children around you."

Wen Shangke's sudden noise startled Song Xingran, and the paper in his hand was creased a few times.Although he vaguely knew what the other party meant, he didn't want to answer.So Wen Shangke continued on his own: "A child, he just likes to be disobedient and cause some trouble. He didn't listen when he was warned at the beginning, but when he was frustrated, he ran over to complain why you didn't stop him."

"But your own child, no matter how troublesome it is, you can't throw it away easily." Song Xingran finally said, "Besides, you are young and ignorant, so there should always be some chances of being forgiven."

"Yes, they have a chance to be forgiven. But if we make a slight mistake, they will throw us away."

Song Xingran looked at the man who said this from a distance across a desk, trying to find a less indifferent expression on his face, but he failed.But he knew that the person who could say such words to him must not be as cold and heartless as he appeared on the surface.Because it is impossible for a ruthless person to hit the nail on the head even when he hurts others.

So he laughed, and said as if facing a fellow traveler who had the same experience: "It's all over." He didn't know who he was comforting.

The best is over.

When Song Xingran went to see Meng Qiushui with the schedule, he was scolded viciously: "It's better not to involve me in those dirty things of yours!"

The woman looked at him with red eyes, as if looking at her own enemy, and screamed in the next second: "Do you know how much effort I have spent for this month?! You know that I want Wen Shangke to be my manager Did you pay anything?! If he is optimistic about me and renews my contract, I don’t have to worry about my future stardom. It’s you again, it’s you again, Song Xingran, why can’t you get away from my life? ?!"

I also want to know.These words overlapped with the screams of more than ten years ago, making people desperately realize that time cannot fade everything.But Song Xingran is no longer the young man who would be devastated because of these words. Today, he just quietly put the schedule on the table and said calmly: "If you don't want to see Wen Shangke this month If not, be quiet."

He came here to protect his important person, not to watch this woman go crazy for old scores.