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Sheng Zhixin was notified of the meeting when he was packing his things.

The landlord of the room he rented suddenly wanted to sell the house and wanted to immigrate to Canada with his daughter.Sheng Zhixin was forced to move out before he could find a new house.

The job is gone, and even the rented house is gone.There are two days left for Chinese New Year, so where will he live?

So when Sheng Zhixin received a call from the company, he was numb: "No stock trading, no house buying, no investment."

The person on the other side of the phone was breathless, as if he was angry: "The company notified you to come to a meeting."

what will?

He has been without a job for a month, does Xuezang have to hold a meeting to study and study?

Having said that, Sheng Zhixin suppressed his anger and asked, "What time?"

"In half an hour."

After finishing talking over there, he hung up the phone, and Liu Shengzhixin was hopping here alone.

It's really fucking worthy of you, Bright Starlight, no matter whether you treat yourself as an artist or not, you claim to be second, no one dares to take the first place.

Sheng Zhixin simply didn't put on any makeup, just put on some clothes and took a taxi to the company.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, most companies are already on holiday, but the few remaining companies that want to hit KPI or simply don’t want to be human are still in full swing and dragging a bunch of employees to work overtime.

Brilliant starlight is everywhere.

After all, a small door and a small household cannot be on the big stage.

Sheng Zhixin didn't expect someone to pick him up at the door, but when he got out of the car, he saw a girl standing beside the security booth.

The girl looked young, with a baby face, and when she saw him get off the car, she waved to him cheerfully: "Mr. Sheng! This way!"

"You are......"

Before Sheng Zhixin finished asking the question, he heard the little girl say, "Mr. Sheng, I am your new assistant. My name is Hao Jingye!"

assistant?

Wait, isn't he hidden in the snow?

"Hello, Xiao...Xiao Hao."

"Then let's go upstairs."

Monk Sheng Zhixin Zhang Er was puzzled, he didn't know why he dropped an assistant from the sky, and he didn't know why he was called to the company for a meeting when he was on the verge of being completely thrown into the street.

The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, Sheng Zhixin sighed, and knocked on the door of the conference room.

There are only two people in the meeting room, the general manager of Bright Star, and Ai Xin.

Ai Xin was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, when he heard someone coming in, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him unkindly.

Sheng Zhixin raised his eyebrows, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't give him a good look.

The general manager of Brilliant Starlight is a fat man in his forties.Like many middle-aged men, he has a three-piece suit with a bald head and a greasy beer belly. He is looking at Sheng Zhixin with his chin propped up, and a chrysanthemum smiles on his face.

Sheng Zhixin was taken aback by him, so he chose a seat away from his ex-boyfriend and unscrupulous boss to sit down.

"I called you here today because of a variety show."

As the general manager spoke, he pushed a stack of documents to him.

Sheng Zhixin took it without knowing why, and was first taken aback by the guest list.

It was planned to have five guests, and he had heard of all three on the list, and he was very familiar with them.

He raised his head from the file: "What do you mean?"

"There are five guests in total, and there are still two places left. The variety show has called you to participate," the general manager said, "Check out the contract and basic information, and let me know if there is anything unclear."

Sheng Zhixin couldn't believe that a piece of pie fell on his head so blindly.

He looked down at the printing paper in his hand again, and found the word "Wen Gu" in the guest introduction.

Review?

How could he and Wen Gu participate in the same variety show?

"What about the other person?"

The smile on the general manager's face froze.

He rubbed his hands together and said to Sheng Zhixin, "Xiao Sheng, this is the second thing I called you today."

"Our Ai Xin is an artist on the rise, and now we especially need a powerful variety show to help him consolidate his popularity and popularity," the general manager said, "The last candidate for the program group has not yet been decided, so you can take a look. If you can..."

Sheng Zhixin sneered in his heart, but there was an inexplicable expression on his face: "I'll go and tell them? They don't even know who I am, so how could they listen to what I say?"

Ai Xin, who had been mute for a long time, suddenly said, "You were decided by Wen Gu himself, or do you think you are worthy?"

His voice was hoarse and tired, as if he hadn't slept well, and there was a strange yin and yang in his words.

Sheng Zhixin looked at Ai Xin in amazement, and for some reason saw a bit of resentment on his face.

"Okay, even if Wen Gu asked me to go by name," Sheng Zhixin continued to detour, "It's too late for me to be grateful to him, how dare I ask?"

The general manager seemed to be prepared for Sheng Zhixin's question, and he had a confident look on his face: "Because our Ai Xin drama has just finished broadcasting, and there is a hot topic right now."

Sheng Zhixin wanted to raise a few more words at first, but he held back when the words came to his lips.

It is estimated that Lin Monai doesn't know about it yet.

After finally being able to make up for the consequences of the previous impulsiveness, how could I lose my temper and ruin this opportunity.

Sheng Zhixin sighed, and glanced at Ai Xin next to him indiscriminately: "Okay, I see, then I WeChat..."

"This is an invitation."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the general manager.

With an ambiguous smile on his face, the general manager stuffed an envelope into his hand: "Someone from the program team wants to see you, and the address is in the envelope."

Sheng Zhixin's hand tightened as he took the envelope, his heart suddenly turned cold.

Brilliant Starlight not only has poor marketing methods, but also has done a lot of things that are not on the table.

Ever since Sheng Zhi signed a new contract with the company, Lin Monai has told him a lot about the dark side of the entertainment industry in alarmist ways, such as who and who in the company were sent to be taken care of by high-level executives, and who was actually with whom The boss is already together.

Sheng Zhixin heard many familiar names, which shocked him for several days.

So after Ai Xin didn't kiss or go to bed with him, he wasn't very angry, maybe he still felt a little relieved.

He pursed his lips and looked up, looked at the general manager, and pushed the envelope over there: "Can I not go? I can talk to Wen Gu on WeChat."

The general manager frowned: "Why don't you go? The program team asked you to go, and you were asked to go by name and surname. Who are you? What kind of guy is the program team? It's your turn to choose three." Pick four?"

"But......"

"No buts."

The general manager made a gesture to take back all the things in his hands: "If you don't go, there is no need to give you the spot in this variety show, you can continue..."

Sheng Zhixin gritted his teeth and pressed the envelope on the table: "Okay, I'll go."

When the general manager saw that his strategy had succeeded, the gloom on his face disappeared quickly, and he put on a kind smile: "Wouldn't it be better to be like this earlier? Do a good job at night, and fight for us Ai Xin. Can you brothers and sisters go up together?" It's a variety show, and it will be taken care of in the future, right?"

After finishing speaking, he patted Ai Xin on the shoulder and left the meeting room with his briefcase.

Sheng Zhixin was too lazy to breathe the same air as his predecessor, so he also stood up to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Sheng Zhixin," Ai Xin stared at him with bloodshot eyes, "Is Wen Gu's bed easy to climb?"

What kind of neurosis is this committing?

Sheng Zhixin got a headache when he talked to him, and told himself not to beat him up, and answered him patiently: "Whether you climb or not, what does it have to do with you? Anyway, it's not your turn to climb."

As soon as he said this, Ai Xin's face turned pale.

Whiter than the foundation he put on.

"Sheng Zhixin, not everyone deserves to tie up and hype with him," Ai Xin paused, "You have to see if you are qualified when you get in front of others."

Sheng Zhixin said "Oh", "None of your business?"

For some reason, he was surprised to see Ai Xin's impotent and furious look now, and even the anger he had received from him a few days ago was almost wiped out.

Ai Xin stood where he was, his chest heaved violently a few times, he gritted his teeth and dropped the notebook in his hand on the table, grabbed his phone and left the meeting room, the door was slapped on the door frame with a bang, and the sound was loud. Zhixin feels pain for the door.

***

When Lin Monai heard Sheng Zhixin say that he was going to meet the person in charge of the variety show at the club, he exploded as expected.

"It's so fucking incomprehensible. Does it mean that the grandchildren won't be able to work if the artists are not allowed to climb/bed?"

Sheng Zhixin sat across from Lin Monai, biting the straw of the coffee in his hand, persuading him: "It's okay, I don't think the problem should be serious."

"It's not a big deal," Lin Monai said, "Do you know the Jing Minghua that the company promoted last year? Does he not show up now? Do you know why?"

"Why?"

Lin Monai hammered the table, which attracted the attention of the people nearby: "Because I was disabled by the gold master!"

Damn, it's a little exciting.

As expected of you, the entertainment industry that is dark and full of opportunities!

Sheng Zhixin thought this way in his heart, but his body shivered for a while: "Is it so dangerous?"

"Anyway, absolutely not."

Lin Monai wanted to call the general manager of Bright Star, but was persuaded by Sheng Zhixin.

"Brother Lin, let me go and have a look," Sheng Zhixin said, "It's more or less a chance, otherwise I'll still be hidden by the snow, right?"

Lin Monai took a deep look at him: "You are my artist, if I don't protect you, who will protect you? Let's register the company now."

Don't play with the father-son relationship, it's embarrassing that we both know each other so well.

Sheng Zhixin insisted: "Brother Lin, let me try it, I think nothing will happen."

In the end, Lin Mo Nai still couldn't convince him, he could only agree.

Brilliant Starlight did not continue to adopt the stocking policy this time, and a call came at around 05:30 in the afternoon, asking him to return to the company at [-]:[-] and find a professional makeup artist to tidy up his look.

Even when they were in the men's group, they didn't have their own makeup artists.The company hired a half-baked styling team to take care of these young people according to the style of the assembly line.

So when Sheng Zhixin saw the result of an hour's makeup, he was shocked.

The person in the mirror had applied foundation, and his complexion was fair. The mole on the tip of his nose was not covered, and it was shining brightly in the same place.His eyelashes are already long, and the makeup artist kept the highlights of his own deer eyes and added some sequins at the corners of the eyes.

Sheng Zhixin felt like a gift wrapped in a costume, and went to the Hongmen banquet in the clothes matched by the makeup artist.But when he got out of the car, he discovered that the address of the "Hongmen Banquet" was the clubhouse where he and Wen Gu were photographed.

It's really fate.

Sheng Zhixin stood at the door of the clubhouse and gave himself countless psychological hints before slowly opening the door and entering.

Just like last time, the second floor of the clubhouse was decorated with magnificent decorations.The room number was not written on the invitation, so he spun around for a while, and could only tentatively push open the first door.

The smell of alcohol and smoke from behind the door hit his face, making him cough a few times.A balding middle-aged man turned around with drunken eyes, and smiled obscenely when he saw him: "Where is this little beauty?"

Sheng Zhixin thought something was wrong.

He was just about to close the door, but the man stretched out one hand and pressed the doorknob tightly to prevent him from closing it, while the other hand moved over restlessly, about to touch his face.

The alcohol made him dizzy.Sheng Zhixin was annoyed by the men's quarrels, and just as he raised his legs to beat the lower body of the man in front of him to give him a "chicken and egg beating" suit, suddenly a burst of cool woody fragrance came rushing in, driving him a little sober at the tip of his nose.

His heart moved, and he quickly put his legs down.

A slender and well-knit hand stretched out and slammed the heavy carved wooden door, hiding the chaos in the room behind the door.