After I became popular, I became a Taoist

"Our company is located on the 36th to [-]th floors of the office building." Zhang Qing secretly observed Su Xinghe while introducing him to the company.

No wonder she couldn't help but look at Su Xinghe's face all the time, Su Xinghe was too pale today.

The white ones seem to be shining.

It seems that the light last night was still too dim, which led to her noticing that Su Xinghe had a soft light in addition to his outstanding facial features today.

If she didn't know that Su Xinghe didn't have the money to take whitening injections, and the effect of the whitening injections couldn't be so good, she would have thought that Su Xinghe went to a beauty parlor overnight for whitening.

Su Xinghe listened very carefully, and made notes in his head by the way.

Tiancheng used to be a production company, and it was just acquired by Yangshi Group three months ago. This is a large group specializing in industry. The boss's worth ranks among the top five among private entrepreneurs. The son practiced.

So he is the first artist signed after the company was acquired.

After getting a general understanding of the company's situation, Zhang Qing gave the contract to Su Xinghe.

"I'm fighting for a B contract for you. The time is five years. Don't think it's too harsh on the share. Newcomers usually pay this price. If you become popular later, you can negotiate another share."

"As for resources, the company itself is a production company, so we don't have to worry about filming TV dramas. If they become popular, the company will find some resources for you on the big screen."

She is also forty this year, and Su Xinghe is a good seed she has rarely found. If possible, she certainly wants to win another newcomer from her.

It's just that she didn't expect that a good seedling is indeed a good seedling, but there is a big problem.

"You said you were a Taoist?!" Zhang Qing opened his eyes wide in shock.

Su Xinghe nodded, and took out his Taoist certificate from his pocket: "You will be on duty with the certificate."

Zhang Qing glanced at the freshly stamped Taoist certificate, and suddenly had the same feeling as Qi Ling a few days ago.

"Then, have you ever read a book?" Zhang Qing asked hesitantly.

Su Xinghe nodded: "Of course I have read it."

But before Zhang Qing could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Xinghe said again: "Master has been very strict with me since I was a child. I have learned all the Taoist classics."

Even the master praised him for his good brains.

Zhang Qing's expression was about to crack: "Then have you ever been to school?"

She suddenly discovered a blind spot in her knowledge. Do Taoists with certificates need diplomas?

Su Xinghe quickly helped her fill in this knowledge gap, because he shook his head.

Zhang Qing's hand holding the cup trembled a little: "So you slipped through the nine-year compulsory education?"

"What fish?" Jiulouyu, who had just come down the mountain and hadn't figured out the nine-year compulsory education, was confused.

Zhang Qing took a sip of water to suppress his shock, and immediately turned on his mobile phone to inquire about the application and certification requirements for Taoist priests. When he saw the words "high school culture", he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the organization's fresh badge proves that Su Xinghe has a high school culture.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a school diploma, but you have a formal Taoist certificate!

"It's okay, it's not a big problem." Zhang Qing quickly comforted himself, "In the future, if someone asks you about your education background, you won't answer it. When you are free, take an adult self-examination. We still need education! Look at the contract first, if there is no problem, I will take you to see Mr. Qin."

This little Mr. Qin is the youngest son of the old Mr. Qin of Yangshi Group. The company he is in charge of is not only Tiancheng, but also other companies, so he is very busy and has very little time in Tiancheng. Today is just a coincidence, otherwise Su Xinghe would not Can't see anyone.

Su Xinghe read the contract carefully: "No problem."

He also did a fortune telling for himself before going out today, and it was auspicious, so he felt that today should be very smooth.

After all, the result of fortune-telling must come from the heart.

"Then let's go see Mr. Qin now. I reported your situation to him yesterday, and he is very satisfied. It's just about your new situation. I still need to ask Mr. Qin for instructions."

Su Xinghe nodded, so the two things of Jiulouyu and Taoist priests are so unacceptable?

Then he should not tell the fact that he is a waste of cultivation, so as not to make sister Zhang feel more uncomfortable.

On the 36th floor, Qin Xuan was dealing with recent important documents, and only after receiving a call from the secretary did she realize that there was a new contracted artist coming today.

"Let them in in 10 minutes."

He rubbed the space between his brows and took a sip of his cold coffee.

But the troubles caused by insomnia obviously cannot be solved by coffee. He went into the bathroom and washed himself with cold water.

Pulling the paper towel aside, he wiped the drops of water from his face while looking at the person in the mirror—a sharp-edged face, sword-like eyebrows, eyes without the slightest emotion, and an almost transparent white complexion , Living like a sleep-deprived vampire.

He threw away the ball of paper in his hand, and when he looked up again, a pale and distorted human face appeared on his shoulder.

As if soaked in water for many days, the facial features on this face have been blurred, and the skin is even more swollen like some kind of sticky leather.

It just rested on his shoulder...

Qin Xuan didn't seem to see anything, and sat back in her seat as if nothing had happened.

Then that face appeared on his desk, just like the documents on his desk, staring at him lifelessly.

He suddenly lost interest in looking at the documents.

Just when Qin Xuan was thinking about whether to drive to the Taoist temple immediately, he saw that the room was suddenly much brighter, as if the wattage of the light bulb had doubled.

Could it be that the light is broken?

He couldn't help frowning, and when he was about to call the secretary, he found that the dead face on the table had disappeared.

???

Before he could figure it out, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," he said.

Zhang Qing led Su Xinghe into the office.

Qin Xuan raised her head, but there was no more.

He was blinded.

Because in his line of sight, only a small sun entered the room.

So much so that he couldn't see clearly, he was really going blind.

……

Although I knew I had a problem with my eyes since I was a child, it was a very rare experience for me to feel that there was something wrong with my eyes so clearly for the first time.

In order to protect her eyes, Qin Xuan immediately stopped the little sun from approaching: "Go and sit in the small conference room next to it."

Qin Xuan's office is very large, with a small conference room on the left and a suite on the right.

After Little Sun walked into the meeting room, Qin Xuan's eyes finally felt a little better. Although he still couldn't see people clearly, it wasn't hard to keep his eyes open.

After Zhang Qing sat down, he didn't see Mr. Qin coming over.

Just as she was about to ask, Qin Xuan said, "I have a cold today, so let's just say that."

Although it was a bit strange and very rude, Qin Xuan had nothing to do.

He really didn't want his eyes to be blinded.

Zhang Qing felt a little apprehensive, but quickly introduced Su Xinghe's situation again.

Qin Xuan was a little surprised when he heard this: "Taoist?"

So it looks like there are 1 light bulbs installed all over the body?

But he has seen many Taoist priests, none of them are as bright as Su Xinghe.

He recalled the photos he saw yesterday in his mind, and vaguely remembered that Su Xinghe was a very handsome young man, as if he had just turned [-]?

Seeing that Qin Xuan hadn't said a word, Su Xinghe was ready to get his certificate again.

Zhang Qing didn't stop him either. He took Su Xinghe's certificate, walked over and handed it to Qin Xuan: "Although Xinghe is a Taoist priest, he also has a high school education, so I don't think this is a particularly troublesome problem."

Qin Xuan took the documents.

The person in the photo is indeed Su Xinghe, and the date of obtaining the certificate was a few months ago.

Compared with the current little sun, the photo is much more normal, at least Qin Xuan doesn't hurt his eyes when looking at it.

Ordinary people put on a plain black Taoist robe and a plain Jiuyang scarf, no matter how good-looking they are, they will become plain.

But Su Xinghe didn't, that face full of collagen was literally shining.

It's just shining. Others use it as a metaphor, but for Su Xinghe, this word is completely an adjective.

How can I make him look directly at this artist in the future?

Zhang Qing secretly looked at Qin Xuan's expression, saw that he was not unhappy, and simply said: "Boss Qin, although Xinghe has never been to school, I think he should be fine in taking the self-examination for adults."

As for the identity of a Taoist priest, what happened to a Taoist priest? Can a Taoist priest not enter the entertainment industry?The law doesn't say that either.

Qin Xuan didn't mind Su Xinghe's identity and education: "It's not a big problem."

The only problem is that he has to reduce the number of times he meets this little sun.

but……

Qin Xuan looked around. Although his office was exaggeratedly bright at the moment, it was very clean.

Very very clean.

Nothing.

Speaking of which, the ghost seemed to have disappeared before Su Xinghe came in?

He stroked the Taoist certificate in his hand, and asked Zhang Qing, "Have you arranged accommodation for him?"

Zhang Qing was taken aback. Generally, the signed artists live in the dormitory directly. What does Mr. Qin mean by asking this?

Before she could figure out what Qin Xuan meant, Qin Xuan said to himself: "I have a house near the company, let's arrange for him to live there for the time being."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Qing's expression changed.

Zhang Qing was really surprised. She has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and she has seen many unspoken rules, but this is the first time that she has been so caught off guard by being aboveboard.

Su Xinghe just joined the job!

Is Boss Qin really that hungry?

Obviously, she had never heard of Mr. Qin's hobby in this area before.

Qin Xuan also knew what she was thinking, and he continued to say with a blank expression: "The artist's dormitory has just been renovated, and I don't recommend that employees live in it directly. There are three rooms in that house. If other artists have accommodation problems, they can also Live in."

Of course, he would not rudely ask to live with the employees of the unit, but he really wanted to try to see if living downstairs was useful.

Su Xinghe didn't expect Tiancheng artistes to be treated so well. He thought President Qin didn't like him just now, but now it seems that President Qin really has a cold, and he doesn't want to infect them, so he stays so far away from them.

What a nice guy!

He stood up and said happily, "Thank you boss!"

Seeing this, Zhang Qing also knew that she was wrong, so she said embarrassedly: "Then thank you, President Qin."

After the two left, Qin Xuan picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Have you found the Master?" he asked.

The person on the opposite side gasped and said: "Boss Qin, we have already gone up the mountain, but the Taoist temple on the mountain has been closed, and there is no one at all. We knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came. Instead, a big white goose came running from nowhere. Chased us over half of the hill."

Not only the geese, but also a boar and a bird, chasing after them excitedly.

He still has bird droppings on him!

Qin Xuan sighed: "Then you go down the mountain first, and go again tomorrow."

His eyes have been able to see things that others cannot see since he was a child. When he was a child, he could be suppressed by others, but recently he has become more and more unable to suppress them.

That's why I made many inquiries and found out about the master on Jiulong Mountain.

Unfortunately no one was found.

He put down his phone, and sure enough, that grimace appeared in front of him again.

It's just different from just now, the originally blurred eyes on the ghost's face are extraordinarily clear.

Clearly he could see the red blood in its eyes.

In addition to the red blood, there seems to be a vague grievance?

Was it blinded too?

Qin Xuan's mood suddenly became less bad.

Let's go to the Taoist temple first to solve this thing that has been following him since last night.

He took a deep breath and suddenly missed the little sun just now.