The enemy is catnip and I am a cat how to break [Entertainment circle]

"..."

It was a little too exciting.The name of this idiot was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, which completely split Si Jing into a crisp outside and tender inside.

He looked at the person in front of him and sighed sincerely, "You are really talented."

How narcissistic does it have to be to treat everyone as your only fan?

Kan Ze's brows twitched slightly, obviously a bit surprised.But the director was already waving at them from a distance, so he had no choice but to stop talking and walk towards the middle of the shooting site together.

The bearded director looked at the camera and commanded, "Come closer, let's take a welfare picture. Hey, yes, come closer, get closer—"

Si Jing remained expressionless, "Director, no matter how close you are, you'll be a loser."

The director patted his thigh and shook his beard. After hearing this sentence, he put on a face and reprimanded, "What are you talking about?"

He said: "How can this be negative——Kan Ze, put your hand on Si Jing's shoulder, fine!"

The man froze, and climbed up as he said.

Warm to the touch.

The back of Si Jing's neck was touched, and his whole body felt indescribably comfortable.He resisted the urge to hum two times from his throat, and urged: "Hurry up."

The director hurriedly took a photo and showed it to him.

"How about it?"

The two people in the photo look intimate and are close together.The taller one hugged the neck of the slightly shorter one, turned his head slightly, and looked at him.

That look even surprised Kan Ze himself.

He couldn't help touching the corner of his lips.

...When did it rise?

The director asked: "How is it going, is it done?"

Kan Ze said, "Yes."

He was still looking at the photo, and after a while, he pursed his thin lips, as if he had made up his mind.

"Director, can you type this one out for me?"

The director said: "Of course!"

He patted Kan Ze on the shoulder, then glanced at Si Jing who had gone away, "It's not that easy to get along with him, is it?"

Kan Ze laughed.

"Hey, it's time to be restrained," the director said, "During that time, you were filming overseas in retreat, and you might not know it. Once Si Jing made his debut, it was really a mess—"

Newcomers without roots go out one after another every year, like new crops of wheat fields popping up one after another.But there is no foundation, and it is no different from a cabbage that comes out as soon as it is pulled out.

Although tender, it is rarely served as a main course.

There are also seniors who have a sense of crisis, thinking about giving these newcomers some trouble, and suppressing their growth to some extent.Si Jing's appearance is indeed outstanding. In the first play, there was already a middle-aged actor who overwhelmed him everywhere, yelling and yelling for nothing.

When it comes to this kind of thing, seven out of ten newcomers will choose to remain silent.With no audience, no fans, a newly debuted artist has no capital to compete with these seniors.

Si Jing is different, he insists on a belief: if you bully me, then I must get it back.

The next day, he dug this senior to the bottom. He even found out exactly what age he was when he ate the forbidden fruit, and he clearly remembered how many times he had committed traffic violations.Not to mention how many times he has had girlfriends, how many fans he has cheated, what things he should not see, and even how many pornographic books he has at home... Put the investigation book in the lounge of the senior, and you will be like root Like a pinnacle of Dinghai, it stirred the Dragon King to come to see him in an instant.

The senior didn't dare to provoke him after that, he was as quiet as an ostrich.

"You also know," the director whispered, "Look at Si Jing's temper... Doesn't it seem like he doesn't want to offend anyone?"

The people who couldn't understand him were rolling in waves, but they were all shot to death on the beach by Si Jing.

After that, there were several more ostriches that avoided him, enough to open a zoo.

Even the reality show director didn't dare to provoke him, and only dared to sigh in private, not knowing where Si Jing's huge information network came from.Maybe, what kind of extraordinary identity does it have?

The great boss Si returned to the tent, and instantly collapsed into a puddle of cat mud.

He was dozing off on the pillow, but suddenly saw the tent was opened, Yuan Fang stepped in hastily, and opened his mouth and said, "Si Jing——"

The agent's expression was not good.

"The endorsement of your watch is lost."

He stomped his feet anxiously.

"It's been settled before, and the only thing left is to sign the contract. How can it be lost?"

Si Jing debuted late, although the popularity has been rising now, and he can be regarded as a popular traffic, but there are not many important endorsements that can really be held in his hands.Now this watch is an international brand, a model of high status, and it is a big piece of pie that fell from the sky.

The pie was lost all of a sudden, Yuan Fang almost beat his chest, sat in the corner like Mrs. Xianglin, sighed, and repeated a few words.

"Why is it still lost?"

"How can this be lost?"

Si Jing doesn't care much about endorsements, but he hates his things being taken away.Now he propped himself up and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

Yuan Fang shook his head and started calling one by one.

He consulted for a while, and finally got an answer from an old friend in the media.The man had a good relationship with the sales manager of the manufacturer, hesitated for a while, and told him: "They think the price your family asks is too high."

Yuan Fang's eyes widened.

"Brother, I only charged 80.00% of their budget!"

How many popular stars can have this price now?

Not to mention, "Didn't we already discuss it at the beginning?"

He picked up the contract bit by bit, read it word by word, and just got it to the company to sign.Why did you lose the effort to sign your name?

What's the difference between that and getting ready to shoot at the goal and losing the ball?

"Of course not," my friend said implicitly, "It's just that your company's price...is far more than that."

Yuan Fang's heart suddenly jumped.

He suddenly understood what this sentence meant.

"Yes," said the old friend, "your company has suddenly raised the price, and the price is almost the same as that of the top world stars—is it sincerely trying to do business, or is it sincerely trying to screw up the business?"

The difference from the market price is not a little bit, so why blame others for suddenly changing their minds halfway?

He said sincerely: "I suspect that your company has enmity with you."

Yuan Fang gritted his teeth in anger at this moment, and said, "There is indeed a grudge."

He sneered.

And Mr. Cui, that's not a big hatred!

-

When Mr. Cui left the hotel drunk, it was almost late at night.Several people supported him, and it took a long time to see a black car parked in front of them.The car door was opened, and the assistant inside stuck out his head tremblingly, "Is it Mr. Cui? I'll pick him up."

The back seat door was opened, and the friends didn't think much, and patted Mr. Cui on the cheek.

"Brother Cui, Brother Cui? Are you awake? Your people are here to pick you up."

President Xiao Cui smacked his lips, still raising his hand in a daze, asking for a toast.

"One more drink..."

"I can't drink anymore!" Several people hurriedly stopped him, "You've already drank a lot of liquor, go back to sleep—"

"Sleep, sleep, don't sleep!"

President Xiao Cui announced, groping to get his mobile phone, "...what's that called? Si Jing's? He doesn't listen to anything, why does the company want such a person, waiting to improve his heart capacity? "

Hupenggouyou couldn't easily lift his legs and stuff him into the car, and he fell headfirst, still making a declaration.

"I still have to ask him to have a drink with me! Let him know what he is, a man who makes money for the company, who is a cow and a horse, and dares to look at me with that look, don't tell me the fuck I just asked him to come and have a drink with me, I really asked him to take off my clothes and lie on Mr. Wang's bed, and he has to take it off honestly!"

The little assistant at the front was so frightened that he wished he could jump over and cover the boss's mouth.

Stop talking, boss!

It's time to shut up!

He subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.

The lights in the car were not turned on, and the rearview mirror was also dim. From the thick darkness, a sitting black figure could barely be discerned.

The car wobbled and suddenly braked unexpectedly, Xiao Cui was almost thrown out.He groped to sit down, feeling pantothenic acid in his stomach one after another.

"Do you have a bag?"

He opened his mouth, as if he could spit it out at any time.

While his consciousness was dim, he suddenly heard someone next to him speak in a gentle tone that made his hair stand on end: "Do you still want the bag?"

Mr. Cui was startled.

He turned his head suddenly, and saw a familiar face through the flashing neon lights outside——

The face he had just mentioned in his words.

Si Jing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at him kindly: "Huh?"

Mr. Cui's heart skipped a beat, and he was mostly sober from the wine.

With his hand on the doorknob, he was about to yell to stop.But the car doors were locked, Si Jing was very close to him, and slowly raised his fist.

"Want me to drink with you?"

"..."

"I have to take off honestly too? Huh?"

"..."

Mr. Cui couldn't even say a word, but stared at him with wide eyes in horror, as if he was a weak little girl in a black car.Si Jingmian, the bully, looked at him expressionlessly, a bunch of fierce ones.

The little assistant at the front bit the bullet and persuaded: "Brother Si, he is also the boss after all—"

"Boss a hammer."

Si Jing sneered and tugged at his collar.

"It's fine if you let me go."

Mr. Cui was trembling, wishing for nothing.

"People can walk," Si Jing said, "Leave your clothes behind."

"..."

"what?"

Mr. Cui shielded his chest in horror.

After a while, Mr. Cui, with only his underpants left, was thrown out of the car, shivering under the dim street lamp against the cold wind of late autumn.Si Jing whistled in a happy mood, took a mobile phone to shoot him up and down like a street hooligan, and walked away.

Only Mr. Cui was left alone, gnashing his teeth, hating Si Jing to the bone.

"... Si Jing!"

You wait, if I don't hide you, I will be a puppy!

The black car drove forward, then suddenly reversed.Si Jing looked at him through the car window and raised his eyebrows: "What did you just say?"

Mr. Cui: "..."

He opened his mouth aggrievedly, "Wow——Wow..."

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Heck.

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The author has something to say: Kitten: I am so wild!I, number one in the world, no one can conquer! ! !That catnip, what about you, come over and give me a bite!

...Wait a minute, I bit you, not you bit me!