After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

In the private lounge, Wei Lingsu was tuning the guitar while holding the guitar, when he suddenly received a call from Liu Haiyan.

Although he is the third son of the founder of Rêver, his elder brother Wei Ling'an is in charge of the company's affairs, and he doesn't have much contact with the staff.

Liu Haiyan is the deputy director of operations of Rêver's brokerage business line. The two only met a few times at the Rêver annual meeting, let alone spoke. The recording of the first stage is about to start. Why is she calling at this time?

Full of doubts, Wei Lingsu answered the phone: "Hi Director Liu."

"Third Young Master, can you contact Qiao Zhihuan now?"

When did she meet Qiao Zhihuan?

Wei Ling complained calmly: "Now? What do you want from him."

The other end of the phone took a deep breath: "I just received the news that Qiao Zhihuan plans to sign a gambling agreement with the program team! The content includes..."

Wei Ling complained that the more he listened, the more serious he became, and finally he stood up slowly.

"This show is co-hosted by Big Orange and Rêver, and we also have the priority to sign the contract. If Qiao Zhihuan really has such potential, Rêver will try his best to fight for it, but please confirm one thing for me..."

Before the phone was hung up, the door of the dressing room was suddenly opened. The person who opened the door was wearing disposable gloves and was holding the door with only one finger, making the door seem poisonous.

"Are you the one who went to the island with Qiao Zhihuan?" the man said, "Go to the dressing room and persuade her, Qiao Zhihuan is going to fight with someone!"

Wei Lingsu went straight to the dressing room, and sure enough, he saw two figures pushing each other on the curtain, and he pulled the curtain suddenly: "Huanhuan!"

I saw Qiao Zhihuan desperately pushing a person's forehead, not letting him approach at all. The person stretched his arms, trying to pounce on Qiao Zhihuan, and howled, "Dear one!!"

The three looked at each other for half a second, and Wei Ling asked puzzled, "Didn't you say they were fighting?"

At first, they really wanted to fight, but the reporter probably only saw the "policeman" uncle baring his little tiger teeth, and sneaked out after the crime broke out. He didn't even know that Qiao Zhihuan's next sentence would defuse his fist.

At that time, the "policeman" uncle had already grabbed Qiao Zhihuan's collar, wishing to bite him. Qiao Zhihuan stared at him and blurted out: "Little fangs?"

The collar was immediately loosened, and the man was surprised: "You know me?"

Little Fang’s name is Bairan, and he is a character in another science fiction novel by the same author. He has a sharp mouth and a bad temper. He is still in charge of the military department. He once resisted the border pass for three days without support. Three nights, when the reinforcements arrived, there was no good place on this man.

As a result, after the victory, he didn't lie down and rest, dragged his gun and pulled out a fang from the enemy commander and came back. He said, "That's the guy, blow my tooth out."

Hence the name Little Fang.

Because of the popularity of Little Fang, the author of Ye Cike's novel also included him as a cameo, but his character design is seriously OOC, from a humanoid self-propelled weapon to a soft and cute boy, directly making Little Fang More than half of the character fans are scared away.

"I haven't won the battlefield yet, and I came here as soon as I opened my eyes. It's useless to say anything, and I even gave me the contract saying that the company is positioned as a soft and cute boy! Pooh!"

The three of them changed to a secluded lounge to talk, and Little Fang was so angry that he threw the performance jacket designed like a military uniform on the sofa: "Also subdue the temptation, tempt Nima!"

Wei Lingsu brought him a glass of water, took a quick sip from his little fangs, and began to babble about his previous eight large mechanical tails, each of which was filled with high-energy particle cannons, etc. Wei Lingsu sat aside, listening suspiciously Life.

Looking at his expression, he already classified Little Fang into the ranks of "nervous children" in his heart.

"Huanhuan." Wei Ling told Qiao Zhihuan, "Is it true?"

Qiao Zhihuan glanced at it.

On the phone is the chat record with "Liu Haiyan", the content is a few photos of the draft contract, the key words are circled in red boxes, and the text is also paraphrased:

【Gambling Requirements】

First, the current popularity of the program has increased tenfold;

Second, win the blue blood endorsement of at least one first-line brand during the competition;

Third, the intermediate income of the program group exceeded 2 million.

【reach the goal】

After Qiao Zhihuan's debut, the share ratio was increased to 37, and an additional bonus was given.

[failed betting]

Qiao Zhihuan compensated Dacheng Entertainment for 3000 million yuan, and signed a 20-year exclusive brokerage contract. Dacheng Entertainment exclusively owned the copyright of his works and held it until 50 years after his death.Before he finished watching, Little Fang had already yelled: "My God, this contract cannibalize people!"

Qiao Zhihuan was calm: "The terms are not much different from what I expected."

Wei Lingsu asked back: "Can this contract be signed?"

"If you don't sign, you can't record the show."

"Qiao Zhihuan, do you really not understand what this contract means?"

Wei Lingsu looked serious: "Huanhuan, you can think clearly, it doesn't matter whether you sign the contract or enter the industry, it doesn't even matter if you don't sign it in my hands, but I hope you don't make blind decisions and ruin yourself."

Qiao Zhihuan looked at him with a smile: "The first time we met, you said that I am a natural idol, and the future is limitless. Why, don't you have confidence at this time?"

Wei Lingsu frowned: "I'm talking about business!"

Facing the snapshot of the contract, he analyzed the pros and cons with Qiao Zhihuan one by one, thinking about every word for Qiao Zhihuan.

Qiao Zhihuan listened, and suddenly understood why Wei Ling didn't have many roles in suing, and the comment area always cue him with long "vue mommy" and short "vue mommy".

This man looks serious, but he actually has a good heart.

"I know you're worried." Qiao Zhihuan said, "This contract is only a draft and needs to be negotiated. And..."

He tilted his head and made a mimi gesture: "I'm a little stronger than you think."

Wei Ling looked at him carefully.

Qiao Zhihuan has a pair of almond eyes with charming eyebrows, but his pupil color is very light, and he also has a small unilateral dimple when he smiles, which neutralizes the seemingly invisible charm in a pure and clean way, as if holding a smile in the sun. Sweet milk candy.

In his clear brown pupils, it was clear and shallow, but Wei Lingsu suddenly felt that these pupils were bottomless.

Wei Lingsu was silent for a moment, then got up: "I'm going out to get some air."

Qiao Zhihuan followed out.

Wei Lingsu was standing in the corridor. Today he was uncharacteristically, he didn't wear the expensive boy's outfit that people can't stand for thousands of miles, and changed into a light blue loose shirt with a tuning clip in the front pocket.

The workmanship of the tuning folder is not fine, and the metal plating is a little faded and old, which looks very old.

What was Wei Lingsu's initial stage?

Qiao Zhihuan couldn't recall it, and the author seemed to have omitted it.

Qiao Zhihuan walked over and stood next to him: "The tuning folder is a bit old."

"It still works."

"It's best to confirm that being on stage is no small matter."

Wei Lingsu paused for a moment, and suddenly said, "Why did you change your mind?"

The people coming and going in the corridor seemed to be drawn into blurred shadows by the busyness, unable to focus.

Qiao Zhihuan pondered for a moment: "I also made a temporary decision to participate in the recording, please let me deal with it, and I will reply you after the first stage."

"Also, introduce me to a reliable legal advisor, be bold and careful."

In Studio 2, the first stage recording is about to begin.

A tall host stood on the triangular stage, and the student seats on the opposite side of the stage were designed in a pyramid shape, and the students were already fully seated.

The door opened with a "bang", and the election manager blurted out: "Who came so late!"

Everyone pays attention instantly.

The beauty is clear and bright, which contrasts with the moon-white light shirt.

Qiao Zhihuan was like a long wind passing through the snow, carrying the light and blowing into the studio.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Admiration, jealousy, and envy are all gone, leaving the purest, shocking beauty.

Ye Cike sat in the corner, looking up quietly.

In his eyes, the studio was like a monster that collapsed and dissolved, rotten into a pool of sludge, only Qiao Zhihuan at the door, exuding a fluffy luster, washing away everything.

With a bang, the door was kicked open even further.

Little Fang came out from behind Qiao Zhihuan: "Ha! The young master is so handsome that the audience exploded!!"