One of the entertainment circles goes west

Shrugging his shoulders uninterestedly, he buried his head and continued to fight with his beloved Sashimi.

Daolong stood up and walked to the long and narrow corridor of the Japanese grocery store.

I don't know if it's the illusion that Daolong just ate the cold sashimi, Zheng Tianyang's voice on the phone is not warm: "Don't eat it, come out, I will take you to eat."

Daolong was in a dilemma: "No, I made an agreement with Xiaofeng to have dinner with her tonight, and I don't feel relieved to leave her alone."

"Tell me where."

Just as Daolong reported his address, Zheng Tianyang hung up the phone impatiently.

Sitting back next to Dao Xiaofeng, Dao Long was very upset, complaining that it was so rare to eat all the meals, and I was so uneasy, I waved like a taxi, and was not interested in the dishes on the table, taking one bite after another Boozy.

Dao Xiaofeng saw that Daolong was in a bad mood after answering the call, so she didn't dare to make a sound.

Within a quarter of an hour, Zheng Tianyang called again, this time the instruction was very brief: "Come to the garage."

Daolong was afraid that Dao Xiaofeng would find out, so he didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly picked up his mobile phone and walked to the underground parking lot.Holding his mobile phone, he walked around the empty parking lot for several times without seeing Zheng Tianyang's Lexus. He was about to call back to confirm the exact location of Zheng Tianyang, when he was suddenly pulled by someone at the corner, and he was directly pushed against a concrete pillar. He kissed her head and face.

Zheng Tianyang exerted so much force that he couldn't wait. Daolong's tongue was numb from Zheng Tianyang's sharp teeth, and his abdomen was pinched by something as hard as iron from Zheng Tianyang. When he found that Zheng Tianyang's hand had already opened his shirt, he began to pull him impatiently. Dao Long was secretly startled, and quickly grabbed Zheng Tianyang's hand to stop him: "Don't stay here, there are cameras."

Zheng Tianyang's turbulent breath paused, and his fiery eyes cooled down. He smiled at Daolon, slowed down, licked Daolon's lips and tasted the taste: "Sake, I'm quite interested." The tone was very gentle , but his hands were stubbornly lingering around Daolon's waist, slowly undoing the belt, pulling off the zipper, and slowly moving with Daolon's fingers with his nimble fingers.

Daolon's throat tightened, and he refused again with difficulty: "Don't stay here."

Zheng Tianyang smirked: "Okay, get in the car."

☆、Chapter56 Are you blaming me for not being able to support you?

Zheng Tianyang did it very well, and his heart immediately became much happier. Daolong was still lying in the back seat without saying a word.

Zheng Tianyang knew that he had just gone too far, so he leaned down and kissed Daolong's chin: "Are you angry?"

Daolong laughed at himself: "How dare you."

Zheng Tianyang comforted: "Don't worry, she can't see the model."

Daolong didn't want to argue with the beast like Zheng Tianyang. It wasn't a question of whether Dao Xiaofeng could see it, but a question of whether Zheng Tianyang could see his dignity. After thinking about it, he was the one who climbed into Zheng Tianyang's bed on his own initiative. Why should I ask Zheng Tianyang for dignity now.

He got up and put on his pants with a wry smile, and immediately changed into a relaxed tone: "Mr. Zheng, can you say hello in advance if you want to find me in the future? Although I am not a woman, I don't have any problems with that, but there will always be inconveniences." when."

Zheng Tianyang was amused by Daolong, and the previous haze was swept away. He sat in the driver's seat and motioned for Daolong to sit beside him: "Okay, is the rest of tonight convenient? Go to dinner with me, after dinner take you somewhere."

During the meal, Daolong had no appetite at all, he only dialed the black truffle on the plate symbolically, then put down his fork, and watched Zheng Tianyang finish the whole matsutake spaghetti in a slow manner.

Zheng Tianyang didn't care about Daolong's silent resistance. After eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and stretched out his fingers to gently wipe off the black truffle juice that accidentally got on Daolong's chin. He licked it with his tongue and said regretfully : "It's a pity that the premium black truffles were transported by air from France."

In his heart, Daolong disdains this kind of trick of slapping and rewarding a sweet date, and on the surface he co-operates with a smirk: "There is no way, some people just don't have the good fortune to endure it."

Zheng Tianyang pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Daolong's tone, smiled and did not answer.

When Zheng Tianyang brought Daolong into the flagship store of an international luxury brand men's clothing brand, Daolong finally couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't know how Zheng Tianyang used to please his former lovers, but this set of Daolong was really not interesting. He didn't want to waste time on these fake outfits, so he stopped at the high-end and grand entrance of the flagship store.

"Mr. Zheng, I don't seem to have been nominated for any awards recently, have I?"

Zheng Tianyang supported Daolong's waist, and pushed him through the door without a trace.

"Are you blaming me for not supporting you?"

Daolong smiled awkwardly: "Don't dare."

The store manager in a standard uniform came out with two sweet-looking and elegant shopping guide ladies: "Mr. Zheng, what can I do for you?"

Zheng Tianyang understated: "Bring a friend to pick out two sets of clothes, we can see by ourselves, we don't need to accompany you."

The store manager left with the shopping guide lady knowingly.

Zheng Tianyang looked at Daolong's lack of interest, and grinned: "I wanted to take you to a private custom shop that I often go to, but there is no time. This is one of the cooperative sponsors of Yue Yang Media. Take whatever you want."

Daolong didn't understand what Zheng Tianyang meant when he said that time was too late. He thought that maybe Zheng Tianyang had really given him a chance to show his face at a fashion awards show. You can take it for nothing, and just picked up a suit and dress that is pleasing to the eye: "Just this one."

Zheng Tianyang frowned and looked at it, hung it up, carefully selected a few sets, handed them to Daolong, and pointed to the fitting room next to him: "Try it on for me."

Daolong reluctantly took the sets of clothes, refused the help of the shopping guide lady, and walked into the fitting room alone.

It is said to be a fitting room, but it is more spacious than an ordinary guest room, with luxurious sofas, floor-to-ceiling mirrors, bottoming shirts of various sizes in the open wardrobe, and hair dryers and men's skin care products on the countertop in the bathroom.

Daolong is quite well equipped, only a bed and condoms are needed to PK a five-star hotel. He glanced at the suits that Zheng Tianyang chose for himself. The style is casual, not like attending an awards show Formal attire, I couldn't figure out what Zheng Tianyang meant for a while, so I took off the undershirt and jeans I was used to wearing, picked out a crisp white shirt in the closet, and put on a dark blue short slim-fit suit.

I have to say that Zheng Tianyang has a good eye. The suit he picked fits his figure perfectly. It looks like he has broad shoulders and long legs. He has an outstanding temperament. The fashionable tailoring and color also make him look younger by several years. Daolon is very satisfied. Walked out of the fitting room.

Zheng Tianyang was sitting on the sofa outside drinking coffee, when the shopping guide lady saw Daolong's eyes lit up at the door of the fitting room, she was full of praise: "It's amazing! Mr. Zheng's taste is really good! The effect of wearing it is just like Our male models at Paris Fashion Week are on par!"

Zheng Tianyang didn't comment, but slowly put down the coffee cup in his hand, stood up and picked out a solid-color thin tie from the tie ring next to him, made a gesture on Daolong's chest, and looked around with critical eyes. Only then did I speak.

"Not bad, try something else."

☆、Chapter57 Put on the clothes I picked for you on weekends and take you to meet my parents

Daolong thought that there would be no end to this trial, so he hurriedly said: "Let's just do this, I really like this one."

Zheng Tianyang pushed Daolong into the fitting room together: "I will try on with you."

Daolong watched Zheng Tianyang lock the door of the fitting room after entering the door, his eyelids twitched, thinking that this beast would not want to have another shot, he pointed to another white suit that Zheng Tianyang had chosen with a dry smile, and said truthfully: " I don't like this color, it looks like a little boy in it, and I feel ashamed."

He had seen Zheng Tianyang himself wearing a white suit, and he wore it quite frequently.

Zheng Tianyang's figure is a typical figure that looks thin when he is dressed, and he is fleshy when he takes off his clothes. He is wearing a white suit that is elegant and has a literary style. I don't want to pass up the opportunity to complain face to face.

Zheng Tianyang raised his eyebrows and approached Daolong: "I'll help you."

Daolong took a few steps back in a hurry: "Don't worry about it."

Zheng Tianyang sat on the sofa in satisfaction, watching Daolong quickly take off the dark blue suit, put on a white suit top with his bare thighs, and was about to put on trousers when Zheng Tianyang stopped him: "Okay, don't Wear it, this suit is not suitable for you."

Just as Daolong breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Zheng Tianyang say, "Come here."

His voice was hoarse.

Daolong found that the seemingly calm inner animal on the sofa reacted again.

"I know I didn't make you happy that time just now, so I will make it up to you now." Zheng Tianyang's nasal voice was extremely strong, and he was extremely sexy.

Daolong was speechless, he had already learned that as long as Zheng Tianyang wanted it, nothing could stop him, and with the mentality of dying early, he started to take off the white suit that made him feel ashamed.

"Just wear it." Zheng Tianyang couldn't wait to pull Daolong over and sit on his lap, and took a bottle of hand cream from the sink, and at the same time whispered in Daolong's ear: "What are you doing this weekend?" Is it empty?"

Daolon strained his nerves, and answered with difficulty: "Many shots taken before "Murder" were useless, and we have to catch up with the progress. "

Zheng Tianyang said patiently: "The heroine has not been decided yet, I will let them adjust the itinerary."

...then what the hell are you asking?

Daolong was so violent that he trembled all over.

Zheng Tianyang was satisfied: "Put on the clothes I picked out for you on weekends, and take you to meet my parents."

Daolong felt that his brain was short-circuited by the beast, and he was blank for more than ten seconds before asking, "Do you want to wear pants?"

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R guide: card! (Picks up the loudspeaker to the onlookers) What's going on, how come so many non-staff members came in to watch?It is too exaggerated that such a small fitting room is crowded with 30 NO.[-] people!Clear the field!The tastes of young people nowadays are really strange!What's there to watch?With so many people watching you, how do actors perform?

Zheng Tianyang & Daolong sitting on Zheng Tianyang:. . . . . . .

☆、Chapter58 By the way, do you have any actresses you would like to work with?

Daolong didn't know how his unintentional words poked the G-spot of the beast. When Zheng Tianyang finally came out of the locker room satisfied, he staggered as he walked behind, and even Zheng Tianyang thoughtfully asked Send him home, there is no room to refuse.

Zheng Tianyang was obviously in a good mood. He played Ono Lisa's CD on the road, humming along lightly, and tapped the time with his fingers on the steering wheel.

When Daolong thought about what Zheng Tianyang's well-maintained and beautiful fingers did just now, he immediately responded in his heart, turned his face to look at the scenery outside the car window for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and turned his head again.

"Mr. Zheng, are you joking when you say you will meet your parents on weekends?"

Zheng Tianyang looked straight ahead, moved his right hand from the steering wheel to Daolong's lap and patted him comfortingly: "Don't worry, I just asked you for a favor, and I will tell you what to do when the time comes."

Daolong saw that Zheng Tianyang was unwilling to say more, and he was too lazy to ask. What he was worried about now was how he would explain to Dao Xiaofeng, who was left aside by him halfway, and who would be arranged by the "Murder" crew to be the new lead actress in the future. He didn't have time to worry about irrelevant thoughts.

Zheng Tianyang seemed to see what he was thinking, and asked with interest: "By the way, is there any actress you particularly want to work with?"

"Angelina Jolie?"

"...be more reliable."

Dao Long casually teased: "That is the "Four Famous Danes" in China. "

The few Daolong mentioned are all the hottest actresses at present, the sisters of several major entertainment and media giants, the darlings of multinational fashion brands, and frequent visitors on the red carpet of international award ceremonies.

Zheng Tianyang glanced at Daolong: "I have a lot of appetite."

"Soldiers who don't want to be generals aren't good soldiers." Daolong said confidently.

Zheng Tianyang smiled and did not continue this topic. The two drove silently all the way to the neighborhood where Daolong lived. Daolong hurriedly said: "Okay, Mr. Zheng, just stop here."

Zheng Tianyang has seen how Daolong walked with difficulty before: "I'll take you to the door."

Dao Long insisted: "Just stop here." He said bluntly: "I don't want Dao Xiaofeng to see."

Zheng Tianyang gave in, but forcefully twisted Daolong's chin and kissed him heavily on the lips before letting him go.

As soon as Daolong got out of the car, Lexus turned around mercilessly and drove away quickly.

After standing still and getting used to it for a while, Daolon took a step towards home.He was holding a few sets of high-end suits that Zheng Tianyang had chosen for him, thinking about finding an excuse to fool Dao Xiaofeng, took out the key and opened the door, and found that the house was quiet, the lights in the bedroom were still on, but Dao Xiaofeng fell asleep holding the acting professional book.

Daolong swears that this professional book can really hypnotize him. Even Dao Xiaofeng, a senior night owl, has been sleeping more regularly recently. He carefully put the book in his sister's hand aside, turned off the light, and walked out lightly.

He was so exhausted today, he was too lazy to wash up and wanted to go to bed directly, but that beast Zheng Tianyang didn't wear a condom twice, so he couldn't help but get out the things left in his body, Daolong went into the bathroom and almost fell into the bathtub After falling asleep, I finally packed up and lay on the bed, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

He was eager to sleep in, but he wasn't sure if there was any notice from the "Murder" crew during this period, so he put the battery back in and turned it on.

In addition to a few missed calls from Dao Xiaofeng, there were also a few calls from an unfamiliar number. Daolong didn't know that number, so he switched to the text message interface and found a message from this number.

"Daolong, I heard something happened to you, is there anything I can do to help?"

The tone was very friendly, but Daolong couldn't think of who this person could be at all. He frowned and replied a message.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm sorry I didn't save your number, are you?"

After 1 minute, the phone vibrated.

"Song Yan."

☆、Chapter59 Sorry, your concern is ten years late

Daolong stayed for a long while before recovering.

"Hey, Song Dayingdi is so busy, is he free to inquire about the gossip of small stars?"

Zheng Tianyang said that he had immediately blocked all news from print media and online media, and Dao Long was really curious about the source of Song Yan's gossip.

"Don't say that, I've always cared about you." It didn't take long for Song Yan's news to come back.

Daolong was lying on the bed, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the news. He couldn't stop laughing until his whole body trembled, and the bed board creaked.

He didn't know why Song Yan came to give him alms at this time, and he didn't know what Song Yan could help him.

He held back his smile and moved his fingers a few times.

"How do you want to help me? Help me find a heroine? Or sleep with Mr. Zheng for me?"

This time Song Yan's reply was very late.

"Daolong, give me a chance, I want to talk to you."

"Sorry, your concern was ten years late." Daolong turned off the phone and threw the phone aside heavily.

In the darkness, the bed boards made faint sounds until late at night.

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Early the next morning, Dao Long still struggled to get up, and looked in the mirror. The dark circles under his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see anyone. He wanted to ask Dao Xiaofeng to borrow some concealer cream before going out, but he looked at it. Dao Xiaofeng's bedroom door was still closed, he didn't want to wake up the sleeping girl, after thinking about it, he found a pair of sunglasses to put on, and drove to the studio.

When Zhang Yu saw Daolong's sunglasses, he couldn't help taking a few more glances, and commented: "It's pretty cool."

Dao Long couldn't help but take off his sunglasses to show off his amazing eye circles, and put them back on again: "Director Zhang, is there any scene for me today, if there is any, I have to trouble the makeup artist to work harder."

Zhang Yu didn't ask much, just said: "I haven't played your show for the past two days, you can go back and rest first, and wait until the heroine is in place."

Dao Long couldn't help asking: "Director Zhang, has a new heroine been decided?"

"It hasn't been decided yet." Zhang Yu's expression was distressed: "It's very difficult to find someone temporarily, and the schedule is very difficult to finalize. Do you have any recommended candidates?"

Daolong had a flash of inspiration: "The female student from the School of Drama last time, Zhou Ling, was the one who came to act as a stand-in. I think she's pretty good."

Zhang Yu frowned and thought for a while: "Female student? The schedule is fine, but the producer probably won't agree. It seems that the investors have high expectations for this film, and they won't just hire newcomers."

Daolong secretly slandered Yang Xiaoyi, wasn't he also a rookie?In the final analysis, it is because there is no background for not giving people a chance, but it doesn't count if you say it yourself, so you can only shut up.

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Mr. R Small Theater

Director R (patting Daolong on the shoulder vigorously): There will be several heavyweights appearing soon, Mr. Dao, be mentally prepared!

Daolon: Shall I sleep with them?

Guide R: ...

☆. The probability of Chapter 60 becoming popular is half to half. With me, it is [-]%

Zhang Yu saw that Daolong was preoccupied, and comforted him: "It's alright, I don't care if I say anything about it, and I'll leave it to the person who should worry about it. You just need to do your part." After a pause, he couldn't help showing his tone: "The producer has already contacted the managers of several actresses."

There was a little joy in her brows: "One of them said that she was very interested in the script. She was my favorite candidate. Before that, it was because we couldn't agree on the schedule. Now we have taken a third of the filming and this happened. It just so happens that her schedule is also free, but she has several scripts in her hand, and she has a high vision for picking scripts and opponents, and the film salary is beyond the budget... Whether it can be completed or not will be discussed."

Daolong could tell that this person had a lot of background, and asked with great interest, "Who is it?"

Zhang Yu waved his hand: "It's useless to tell you if it doesn't work out. If it works out, I will officially notify you. Why ask so many questions?"

Dao Long was chatting up and down, thinking about it too, it’s so rare to be leisurely, so why bother yourself, said goodbye to Zhang Yu, thinking about not apologizing to Dao Xiaofeng last night, should I take Dao Xiaofeng to the mall to make her happy , Suddenly the phone rang.

It is the exclusive ringtone of assistant Xiao Guo.

Because Zheng Tianyang visited the "Murder" crew frequently, Daolong was afraid of being caught by Xiao Guo, so he specially gave Xiao Guo a long vacation, and even bought Xiao Guo a round-trip ticket to Sanya out of his own pocket.The young man almost cried when he got the ticket: "Brother Long, tell me what I did wrong, can I change it? You can't just fire me!"

Daolong was annoyed by this ignorant guy: "Who said I'm going to fire you?! I'm just giving you a vacation. When I become popular, you will be busy. I won't allow you to ask for leave!"

As soon as Xiao Guo heard that he had lost his job, he immediately took the plane ticket and left happily. From time to time, he posted photos of him on the beach wearing tacky and ambiguous floral pants on WeChat. I've been to Xiao Guo's phone, but I really miss that dry voice.

After answering the phone, Xiao Guo's voice exploded over there: "Brother Long, where are you?"

Daolong took the phone a little farther away, and said angrily, "You've got the guts to sunbathe and get fat? What are you yelling at?!"

Xiao Guo was a little embarrassed: "I'm not in a hurry! Sister Zhang contacted me and said she wanted to ask you to meet today. When are you free?"

Daolong paused, remembering that Zheng Tianyang had mentioned that he would invite sister Zhang, the gold medal manager of Yueyang Media, to help him. At that time, he only thought it was the usual flirting between Zheng Tianyang and his lover, but he didn't take it too seriously.

There are many lovers who have been with Zheng Tianyang, but there is only one sister Zhang of Yueyang Media, and she has always only taken care of the most powerful and hottest first-line stars of Yueyang Media.Unexpectedly, Zheng Tianyang really built a bridge for him. Unexpectedly, before he had time to think too much, he asked Xiao Guo for Sister Zhang's phone number.

He rushed to the coffee shop that he had made an appointment with Zhang Jie, and by the window of the coffee shop sat a beautiful woman with short hair, holding a cigarette between her slender fingers, looking at the laptop in front of her with interest.

Daolon walked towards the woman, and the woman's eyes moved from the computer to Daolon, staring at Daolong with a frown.

Daolon quickly took off his sunglasses, and stretched out his hand to the woman: "Hello, I'm Daolon."

The short-haired woman smiled slightly, stood up in no hurry, took a puff of cigarette slowly, looked Daolong up and down carefully, and said, "8 points in stature, appearance," frowning at Daolong's dark circles: "Barely 8 points. Glancing at Daolong's attire again, he said mercilessly, "I'm not qualified for the dress." With a cigarette in his hand, he closed the laptop neatly: "The acting skill is 9 points, unfortunately, the chance is 5 points, and it's a hit." The probability is fifty percent, half to half."

She put out the cigarette: "But with me here, the possibility is [-]%." ​​Standing up, she held Daolong's hand: "Hello, my name is Zhang Jie."

☆、Chapter61 I believe Mr. Zheng's vision, he never does business at a loss

Daolong was shocked by Zhang Jie's blunt opening remarks: "I have admired your name for a long time, Zhang..." He originally thought that Sister Zhang, the senior gold medal manager of Yueyang Media, should be a little old, but now seeing Zhang Jie's appearance, take Not allowed to be older or younger than himself, hesitating whether to call Sister Zhang, carefully asked: "How do I call you?"

Zhang Jie shrugged nonchalantly: "It's up to you, people who have worked with me for a long time like to call me Sister Zhang, and Mr. Zheng calls me Xiaozhang."

She reopened the laptop in front of Daolong, and said bluntly: "To be honest, when Mr. Zheng asked me to help you, I was really curious about a person who has been in the circle for more than ten years and has not become popular, and is no longer young." Actors still have any hype value, they are not fresh faces, and they don’t have any proud capital. I doubt whether you can turn salty fish over.”

Daolong was a little ashamed by Zhang Jie's poisonous tongue, and grinned awkwardly.

"However, Mr. Zheng asked me to get to know you slowly. It took me two days to read all your previous works."

Zhang Jie continued: "I kind of understand Mr. Zheng's persistence. I have seen you and Song Yan's famous work "All the way to the West", and your performance is not inferior to Song Yan. It should be said that you were sharp at that time Bi Lu, the way to play is wider than that of Song Yan. The star journey should have been smooth sailing, but after a long period of silence, when you appeared in the camera again, you obviously restrained your spirit and deliberately smoothed the edges and corners. As a foil, I took on a lot of small roles that are not lost."

She paused: "But your acting skills have begun to become smooth and natural, and the roles are handled with tepidness and proficiency. It stands to reason that every actor has a fixed performance habit, and each work will have its own performance more or less Mark, but as soon as you enter the play, you completely obliterate yourself and become a character, no matter how wretched, humble, worthless, or ruined the image, you are very devoted to acting. It’s unbelievable that the same person is behind the scenes, and it was an eye-opener for me.”

Dao Long was a little uncertain whether Zhang Jie was praising him or hurting him, so he sneered: "I don't think I can act well, maybe next time I will have a chance?"

Zhang Jie didn't pursue the reason behind Daolong's not acting. After all, there are too many actors who have the strength but no opportunities, and there are too many actors who have no ambitions in their lives. She changed the topic calmly: "Don't mind, I'm just used to pushing a product Before evaluating the value of the product itself. I believe in Mr. Zheng’s vision, he never does business at a loss.”

Daolong slandered, God knows whether Zheng Tianyang's evaluation of him came from his inner buttocks or other unbelievable parts, so he stretched out his hand unnaturally to rake his head.

Zhang Jie turned on the laptop, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard for a while: "I contacted your assistant Xiao Guo, and he said that your itinerary is basically arranged by yourself, except for the "murder" you are filming, and there are still other things on hand. What's the script talking about? "

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Mr. R Small Theater

Daolon (holding Daoer's hand eagerly): Thank you Daoer for arranging a heavyweight new role for me!

Director R: (drinking tea calmly) Wait and see, there are more heavyweights to come, brother Long, your big red day is just around the corner. (blowing the teacup) How about it, do you want to come to my room tonight?

Daolong: ...Ah, the weather is really nice today, and there is also APEC blue in the sky over Beijing (fading away...)

Director R: ... (crushed the stone) Wait for me!

☆、Chapter62 I don't want to owe Mr. Zheng too much favor.

Zhang Jie turned on the laptop, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard for a while: "I contacted your assistant Xiao Guo, and he said that your itinerary is basically arranged by yourself, except for the "murder" you are filming, and there are still other things on hand. What's the script talking about? "

Daolon thought for a while: "I'm watching a script of a family ethics series."

Without raising his head, Zhang Jie said, "Rejected. What else?"

Daolong was under great pressure: "It's gone."

"What about the advertisement?"

"Recently endorsed a sneaker of XX brand."

Zhang Jie frowned: "How many years have you signed?"

"One year." Dao Long thought to himself, he and Dao Xiaofeng don't have to worry about sneakers this year.

"Tomorrow I will discuss the termination of the contract."

"Wait... the liquidated damages are quite expensive, let's talk about it after the agreement is over." Daolong was anxious.

"You don't have to worry about liquidated damages. Advertisements that are too common will lower your worth. Wait until ten years from now when you want to retire to pick up serial dramas. From now on, I will arrange all your scripts, advertisements, and announcements for you. Question?"

Daolong scratched his head in embarrassment: "There is a problem."

Zhang Jie raised his head, expressing his willingness to hear the details.

Daolong's tone was ambiguous and Ai Ai: "Well, you know that I don't intend to sign Yueyang Media, you jumped out from Yueyang Media to help me, I can't treat you badly, what is your salary in Yueyang?"

Zhang Jie widened his eyes.

Daolong simply gave up: "To be honest, my studio has just started, and the treatment is definitely not as good as that of Yue Yang, but you tell me the number, and I will see if I can find a way to satisfy you."

Zhang Jie chuckled, held back quickly, and asked sullenly, "How much can you give?"

Daolong stretched out his hand solemnly and made a number with a strong man's expression of regret.

Zhang Jie couldn't help laughing until he hurt internally: "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about my salary for the time being. When you become popular, I will take a percentage of it. I will definitely scratch your skin hard."

Dao Long was quite worried, and seriously asked for confirmation: "Then Yue Yang will pay your salary during this time?"

Zhang Jie didn't know why Daolong took this matter so seriously, and asked curiously, "What are you worried about?"

Dao Long said directly: "I don't want to owe Mr. Zheng too much favor."

Zhang Jie was really surprised now. She closed the laptop and looked directly at Daolong: "Don't worry, Yue Yang won't pay me any more."

Daolon breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Jie felt that Daolong was more interesting than he imagined. Looking at Daolong's relieved expression, he said in his heart that she did not get paid any more. In order to make you famous, Mr. Zheng promised the shares of Yueyang Company.

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Mr. R Small Theater

Director R (to Zheng Tianyang, who is sitting down drinking coffee while watching Daolong and Zhang Jie's star-eyed starry eyes recently) Tsk tsk, Mr. Zheng, I didn't expect you to be so generous with Daolong, you really treat him differently!

Zheng Tianyang: (Turning the chair leisurely, calmly denying) Nonsense, I'm just a businessman.

Director R: (Unfathomable) Wait and see.

☆、Chapter63 His humble emotions and joys seem to be inseparable from that person

That night, Daolong deliberately went to the city boutique supermarket to buy imported Kobe beef. When he got home, Dao Xiaofeng sat on the sofa with freshly soaked instant noodles and started eating. There are still noodles in it: "Brother, why did you call it quits so early today?"

Daolon let out an "hmm".

Dao Xiaofeng complained: "Don't tell me when I get home, I would have ordered Pizza Hut to take out if I knew it." He hugged the instant noodles in his hand tightly: "There is no food at home, and there are some leftovers from yesterday, you make eggs yourself Fried rice to go."

Daolong stepped forward and grabbed Dao Xiaofeng's bucket of instant noodles and threw it directly into the trash can. Before Dao Xiaofeng screamed, he shook the steak he bought in front of her nose: "Wait for brother to make it delicious for you." of."

Half an hour later, the fragrant and steaming beef was served on the table accompanied by red wine.

Dao Xiaofeng unceremoniously forked a piece into her mouth, the smooth taste that melted in her mouth almost made her swallow her tongue, moved her thumbs up to Daolong who was opposite her: "Excellent!"

Daolong gave Dao Xiaofeng another big piece and put it into a bowl. He was not in a hurry to eat it, so he drank his red wine slowly and watched Dao Xiaofeng's bold eating, smiling contentedly and comfortably.

Dao Xiaofeng rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Brother, is there anything happy today?"

Daolon smiled and said nothing, forked a piece of beef and chewed it with puffy cheeks.

Dao Xiaofeng felt that Daolong's expression was quite subtle, thinking that there must be a big happy event in the family, and solemnly put down the fork: "Find me a sister-in-law?"

Daolong choked, and sullenly said, "Don't meddle in your own business, I'll eat yours!"

Dao Xiaofeng stuck out her tongue at Daolong, devoting herself to eating.

The brothers and sisters opened their stomachs and ate to their fullest. Daolon was slightly drunk, thinking that there would be no announcement tomorrow, so he was sleeping soundly. He was woken up early the next morning by knocking on the door.

Daolong looked at the sky outside, it was getting dark, and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was only after four o'clock in the morning, thinking it was really haunted, he opened the door with his messy hair.

Xiao Guo, who was still dragging his suitcase, gave Daolong an embarrassed smile at the door: "Good morning, Brother Long." He stuffed Daolong with a bag of coconut sugar, and wanted to squeeze into the room.

Daolong slandered Zao your sister, and blocked the door with a dark face: "I haven't started work here yet."

Xiao Guo's face fell down: "Brother Long, I deliberately changed to a red-eye flight in order to come back earlier, and I came to report to you as soon as I got off the plane, let me catch up on sleep first."

"Who told you to come back so early?"

"Brother, you are too mean! Isn't it the time when you need to hire people? Yesterday, sister Zhang called me and I was excited for most of the night. With the help of this sister, you will definitely become a big hit!" Patted Daolong shoulder, raised eyebrows ambiguously: "Okay, Brother Long, I didn't expect you to really handle Mr. Zheng..."

Daolong quickly covered Xiao Guo's mouth.

Dao Xiaofeng asked in a daze in the bedroom: "Brother, who is it?"

Dao Long signaled Xiao Guo to keep silent, and perfunctorily said, "It's okay, you sleep." When Dao Xiaofeng's bedroom became quiet again, he frowned and pointed to the sofa in the living room.

Xiao Guo sensibly shut his mouth, and slumped down.

Back in the bedroom, Daolon no longer felt sleepy, and suddenly felt a little lackluster.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, his humble emotions seem to be inseparable from that person.

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Mr. R Small Theater

Director R: (thumbs up satisfied with Xiaofeng and Xiaoguo) Little expert in making up! (To Daolong) Honey, you have to hold on, don't fall easily just because that beast treats you a little bit better!

Daolong: Nonsense, I am happy because of Zhang Jie!

Director R: Who gave Zhang Jie to you?

Daolong: ...

Zheng Tianyang who was waiting impatiently folded his arms: When is it my turn to play?

Director R: (laughing dryly) Soon, very soon, if you coded [-] words or received two invincible olive branches today, you will double update, really, really!

☆, Brother Chapter 64!You really hid a sister-in-law for me? ! (two more)

It wasn't until dawn that Daolon fell asleep for a while, and woke up again, it was almost noon.Daolong heard someone chattering in the living room, got out of bed and walked to the living room, saw Dao Xiaofeng sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, with his arms around Xiao Guo's neck, not knowing what to say in his ear .

Xiao Guo's expression was quite awkward. Seeing Daolong, he quickly moved his butt to the side, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Dao Xiaofeng let go, and made a face at Daolong: "I'm looking for a gift from Brother Guo."

Daolong said with a cold face, "Go back to the room and put on your clothes!"

Waiting for Dao Xiaofeng to leave reluctantly with her mouth pouted, Xiaofeng