After wearing the book, I took the career line and became an attack [entertainment circle]

Although the water in the teacup was not boiling, the temperature was still very high. Without any warning, Zhang Dongping was splashed all over his face, and jumped up from the sofa in fright.

"You're crazy!?"

But even if he stood up straight, he was still much shorter than Li Bian, and he was naturally looked down upon by others; meeting Li Bian's stern eyes from such an angle, the anger he had just leaped up to the roof instantly Also followed by half a short.

"You...what the hell..." He was so angry that his hands trembled, he pulled out two pieces of tissue paper tremblingly, and wiped the water droplets and tea leaves from his face, "What do you want?"

"You and Bian Xiangwen have been doing so many tricks lately. I'll just return you a cup of tea, and there's no interest involved."

Li Bian tilted his head and moved his hands, squinting at Zhang Dongping's distress, with disdain on his face.

"Put away your foolish bureaucratic accent, I will consider talking to you next."

Zhang Dongping has joined DM Entertainment Media for ten years, especially in recent years, he has been by Bian Xiangwen's side, and he is highly valued. He is also a well-known agent in the industry. It has been a long time since no one dared to use such a tone to talk to He spoke.

As for Li Bian's crap, others don't know about it, but he doesn't know about it?

Do you still think that you are a first-line supermodel worth tens of millions and unattainable?

It's not that I can't get along anymore, Li Bian will stand here and talk to him now?

He whispered in his heart, 1 were unwilling, but he only dared to whisper.

Having been by Bian Xiangwen's side for so many years, he can be reused because he can understand Bian Xiangwen's mind and know how to adapt to the wind; over the years, if Bian Xiangwen is particularly interested in any star, no matter it is obvious Whether to help or secretly demote, it's all about trying to tease the other party——

Never let go before you get it, and never cherish it after you get it.

Just like what Li Bian said just now, he has been doing a lot of tricks behind Li Bian's back recently, all under Bian Xiangwen's instruction.

It's been a long time since he's seen Bian Xiangwen being so "attentive" to someone, the last time he showed such enthusiasm towards Lelu, it's far from this...

Isn't that...

I'm afraid this Lelu will fall out of favor?

He thought to himself, even if he had to sing a bad face to Wen Zhizhi, he would not dare to offend Li Yan at this moment when the situation was still unclear.

Besides...

He pretended to be wiping the tea dregs on his face, peeking at Li Jian through the gaps in his fingers.

Li Bian folded his hands and hugged them across his chest. With such a simple movement, he could see the tight muscle lines of the opponent's upper arms showing through the slim suit jacket.

He was also really upset.

With his middle-aged fat body and lack of exercise, it's not sure whether he can withstand a hard punch.

"That..." He carefully recalled every sentence Li Bian said after entering the door, fearing that if he said something wrong, he would anger the other party again, "You... came here for the script..."

"Right?"

"But... I really didn't ask Le Lu to hide the script..." He said with a sincere and aggrieved face, "Maybe he really forgot..."

"I'll call now, and I'll talk to him, okay?"

He was really wronged when it came to the script.

After recording the little game show yesterday, Le Lu's plane ticket was booked by someone himself two days ago. When the plane ticket was booked, no one knew that the script would be released on the same day.

In the plan, as long as they hid Le Lu and killed him, no one would rehearse with Li Bian, and Li Bian could only ask to come to the door by himself; Bian Xiangwen only needed to make a phone call to reprimand Le Lu, Then get the person back to rehearse with Li Bian and ensure that the program is recorded normally, and then he can accept the favor smoothly.

In the whole plan, there was no script at all, and Zhang Dongping himself didn't know what kind of wind Lelu suddenly had.

"Really?" Li Bian asked indifferently.

He scrutinized Zhang Dongping carefully. If this frightened and aggrieved expression was really fake, he would not be far from the movie king.

Before he came, he also knew that hiding the script would not have much impact on him.

"So you didn't let Le Lu hide the script because—" he said lightly, "You hid Le Lu, right?"

"how do you know?!"

What he was thinking just now was suddenly explained by Li Bian, Zhang Dongping felt a chill down his spine instantly, he slipped his mouth inadvertently, and immediately regretted it after he finished speaking.

"That...not...I...really not..."

High-ranking people like Zhang Dongping and Bian Xiangwen certainly wouldn't notice a random little assistant beside the artist.

They won't remember that Yan Yi and Le Lu's little assistant were recruited into DM at the same time.

When a group of people came in for an interview together, Le Lu was also on the rise of his popularity. It was the time when his popularity was at its peak. In order to make money, everyone sharpened their heads and wanted to work by his side.

At that time, the No.1 interviewee was Yan Yi, who volunteered to be Li Bian's assistant, and gave up this "fat job" to the little assistant who is now next to Le Lu, so the two of them had a little friendship.

From Yan Yi's side, Li Bian already knew that after the first competition ended and Le Lu left, the filming of that national phenomenon variety show was over.

When Le Lu made a big fuss with the film crew yesterday, yelling that he had to catch a plane, Li Bian already felt that something was wrong——

The work is done, where do you still catch the plane?

Now Zhang Dongping's reaction can be regarded as giving him the correct answer.

Now he looked at the other party's faltering, saying something wrong and anxious to make amends, and found it very funny.

"Stop making it up." He said bluntly, "Whether it's you or Bian Xiangwen, or it's just Lelu's idea, anyway—"

"Before dinner today, hand over the script to me in its entirety."

He was too lazy to look at Zhang Dongping's fat face, and turned away in disgust.

"I need a few days to read the script, next Monday morning, I will wait for Lezuo in the rehearsal room, if he doesn't come—"

He looked up at Zhang Dongping indifferently, "After I quit the game, the first thing I did was file a lawsuit with DM to terminate the contract."

"Go back and tell Bian Xiangwen, he knows if I have money to pay liquidated damages."

After speaking, he turned and left in a cool manner, not caring about Zhang Dongping's reaction at all.

The original owner is an international supermodel who has been in business for many years and is worth tens of millions. He has checked the financial situation and is indeed not afraid of a contract termination lawsuit.

The reason why he signed the contract with Bian Xiangwen in the first place was because he needed a chance, so no matter how many tricks Bian Xiangwen made behind his back, as long as it didn't affect his acting, he could turn a blind eye to it.

Even now, he is really unwilling to touch the original owner's deposit.

But he has already had the opportunity he should have, he has a stage, and he has left works, and that is enough.

If Bian Xiangwen wanted to influence his acting, he would not hold back.

Yan Yi was still sick, and was alone in the hotel, because she had agreed with the other party before that she would go back to have dinner. After Li Bian left the film and television base, he quickly returned to the hotel.

After swiping his card to enter the house, he saw no one in the living room, but heard the sound of a guitar coming from the direction of Yan Yi's bedroom.

He just remembered that when Yan Yi said that he needed money, he bought a guitar back; Yan Yi said that he would practice quietly when he was away, so as not to disturb him to rest. I've never heard Yan Yi play anything.

As Li Bian's assistant, Yan Yi is conscientious, even if she usually sleeps, she will not lock the door, because she is afraid that if Li Bian finds herself for something, it will be delayed.

Li Bian walked slowly to the front door and gently opened the door, only to see the back of Yan Yi holding the guitar and playing and singing.

Yan Yi probably didn't practice much of this piece, and he didn't play it fluently. He couldn't hear the tune when he was at the door just now; but he seemed to practice very seriously, holding the guitar and humming softly, completely oblivious to anyone came back.

There were no lyrics in Yan Yi's humming, but Li Bian finally heard the tune this time, which made him feel very familiar, but he couldn't remember what song it was for a while.

But he can be sure that he has no memory of the original owner. This song must have been heard somewhere before he came here.