out of plain sight

Qiao Zheng opened the door of the rest car, and put a cup of hot coffee against Chen Moting's cheek.Chen Moting recognized his face sleepily, pressed his eyelids with his fingers, took a deep breath and sat up straight: "I fell asleep."

"Inevitable. Come."

"Thank you." Chen Moting took the coffee, got out of the car and took a deep breath of the cold air, feeling a little more awake.

He is about to shave his head for the plot, and he has to finish filming the commercials before that. In the past two days, he has been tossing back and forth between the studio and the crew, and only slept for two hours. If he let go of sleep just now, he probably won’t be able to wake up within 24 hours. Now, Qiao Zheng's support came at the right time: "Brother Zheng, is he smoking cigarettes instead of drinking coffee?"

Qiao Zheng smiled and exhaled a thin layer of smoke from his nose: "I only drink black coffee." He took coffee as a refreshing medicine, and he knew that the assistant had bought it wrong after taking the first sip, so he simply gave it to Chen Moting, "What about you? ? Don’t smoke or buy coffee, how can you refresh yourself?”

Chen Moting looked around, the idle staff members, regardless of whether they were male or female, had a cigarette in their hands, every crew could see such a scene, it was commonplace: "Rely on willpower."

Qiao Zheng, who was leaning on the car beside him, heard the words, turned around to block him, and turned the cigarette butt to his mouth: "Try this."

Chen Moting stretched out his hand to take it, but he avoided it, so he could only lower his head and take a shallow breath of his hand, and put it in his mouth.

"Take a deep breath through your nose." Qiao Zheng said, "Slow down, don't choke."

Chen Moting has been smoking for a while, and it is fun to be guided by him as a beginner, so he fake coughed a few times: "I feel a little bit."

"Smoke is a good thing." Qiao Zheng threw the cigarette butt into the coffee cup casually, "There are many things, as long as you don't become addicted, you can try it."

He slowly exhaled smoke with a half-smile, his slender and sparse eyelashes flashed in front of Chen Moting's eyes, and disappeared behind the raised eyelids.Chen Moting was stunned, and almost poured the leftover coffee with filter into his mouth.

"Hey." Qiao Zheng pressed his wrist in time, "What are you thinking?"

His smile made Chen Moting feel relaxed and happy.

"Do you think Qiao Zheng treats me like a child?"

As soon as Sun Jinghan stepped into the hotel room, he heard this sentence, closed the door and threw a cigarette to Chen Moting: "People in their 20s are children in the eyes of people in their 30s."

Chen Moting lit the cigarette: "You also treat me like a child?"

"I treat you like an adult."

"You also think I have no flesh?"

"I don't think so." Ever since the two of them started working together, Chen Moting has often swayed shirtless in front of Sun Jinghan's eyes. Sun Jinghan witnessed with his own eyes that he has grown from a child to a muscular young man. The word "meat" has nothing to do with him, "Qiao Zheng said?"

Chen Moting didn't answer, but clapped his hand holding the cigarette between his crotch: "He's so sexy."

"Don't dream, this actor is a homophobic person." Sun Jinghan ended the discussion about Qiao Zheng with one sentence, and took out his notepad, "The desire is really so strong, I can introduce you to a club that provides door-to-door service, confidentiality and The security is very strong, there are all types, pick whatever you want, don’t go out and mess with people.”

At some point, Chen Moting swayed in front of his eyes, took away the notebook and rummaged through it: "Let me spend money to recruit prostitutes? Then I might as well fuck you."

Sun Jinghan clenched his fists violently and put his fingers on his glasses so as not to damage his face in anger.He has long been used to Chen Moting's pretending to be obscene, but it is difficult for him to make jokes on himself: "Be careful."

Chen Moting was taken aback, and put away his hippie smile: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"No need!" If it wasn't for the fact that schizophrenia was widely criticized and bad movies came out, Sun Jinghan really wanted to get him a related script, and he would definitely be able to act in his true colors without acting skills.

Chen Moting didn't talk back and didn't get into the details, he finished his cigarette honestly and saw off the guests.

On the contrary, Sun Jinghan blamed himself a little.

Since the beginning of the cooperation, although Chen Moting has not been very popular, he has been steadily walking uphill, does not cause trouble, and is very popular in the circle. Except for his temper in front of Sun Jinghan, he is definitely a model of an excellent artist.Sun Jinghan was in a bad mood that day, he knew that the outburst just now was suspected of venting his anger, but fortunately Chen Moting did not care about it for the first time.

Sun Jinghan drove around his neighborhood several times but couldn't find a parking space, so he had to park his car outside Santiao Street and walk home.The night was unnaturally good, with a bright moon and few stars, and it was colder than ever.He walked for a while with a heavy heart, took out his mobile phone and called Qin Hao.

A woman told him in a whining voice that Boss Qin was busy and asked if he needed to call back later.

Sun Jinghan was a little embarrassed: "Don't bother, it's not important. I'll contact President Qin tomorrow."

Who is Qin Hao? In the middle of the night, he is either having sex or preparing to have sex, or sleeping with a beautiful woman. How can he be expected to answer the phone himself?Sun Jinghan took out a cigarette and was about to light it, when Qin Hao called back and immediately asked where he was: "I'll go find you."

"Let's bother you another day, Boss Qin has something else to do."

"Nothing is important to you." Qin Hao said, "I'll wait for you at the hotel. If you don't come, I'll wait until dawn."

Sun Jinghan weighed the pros and cons, and still went to the appointment.

Rumors have been circulating in Tianming Culture recently, saying that sister Hui, the gold medal agent, wants to bring a group of potential artists into her hands and focus on training them. She is going around in an attempt to poach talent. Chen Moting is one of her goals.Sun Jinghan had offended high-level executives before, and his role in the company was neither awkward nor awkward. It was hard to count on his colleagues to help him. The only contact he could think of to use was Qin Hao, who had been separated for many years.

Sun Jinghan drove to the hotel, swiped open the door, and walked into the room lightly.

Qin Hao leaned on the back of the sofa and raised his head to the ceiling, with his eyes closed, he didn't know if he was asleep or awake.Sun Jinghan sat down beside him, the sofa sank, Qin Hao's hands covered his knees: "Here we come."

"Yes." Sun Jinghan agreed, "In case President Qin says I'm ungrateful."

Qin Hao smiled, opened his eyes and sat up straight, picked up the wine glass on the table and handed it to him: "You are definitely not looking for me to repay your kindness, what can I do for you?"

Sun Jinghan took the wine glass with his left hand, and protected the glass with his right hand to watch Qin Hao refill himself: "Have you ever heard of Chai Ke, Mr. Qin?"

"superstar."

Sun Jinghan took a sip with a half-smile: "He is an artist I trained, but he was poached later."

"You are always so unlucky."

Sun Jinghan put his arms on his lap, cupped his hands on the cup, and did not refute: "I was too stupid to be flexible, I only knew how to fight hard, so I suffered."

Qin Hao had known for a long time that his blunt temper would hit a wall, so he didn't ask further, and motioned him to continue.

Sun Jinghan drank it down in one gulp, surpassed Qin Hao and grabbed the bottle to add to himself: "The past is over, and I didn't expect to get justice, but now someone wants to rob my artist."

"Snatch Chen Moting?"

"Ah."

Qin Hao grabbed his shoulder and rubbed it: "Reluctance?"

"He may be my only chance to turn around. For him, I renewed my contract with Tianming Culture." Sun Jinghan turned his head and was entangled with Qin Hao, "I'm 35, and I can't afford to waste time."

"Are you so old?" Qin Hao raised his eyebrows, "Who wants to snatch it?"

Of course, Sun Jinghan cannot be said to be Sister Hui, otherwise no matter whether the matter can be resolved, everyone will feel embarrassed: "I don't know."

Qin Hao got closer: "What do you want me to do?"

"Boss Qin must have a solution."

Qin Hao looked down at his fingers clenched into the wine glass, and patted the back of his hand: "You were bitten by a snake once, but afraid of well ropes for ten years. Don't worry, with me here, no one can snatch you away."

Sun Jinghan came here at the appointment this time with the consciousness of throwing himself into his arms, and was determined to be at his mercy, but Qin Hao didn't play his cards according to common sense. Instead of making progress, he let him go and stood up: "I'll go first. Someone is waiting for me, you can stay here for the night." He put on his suit and took a few steps, then turned around and said, "Let your kid stay with me for a night, and I can make him a movie star all the way."

Sun Jinghan thought it was absurd: "He is not expected to be an actor."

"Lie." Qin Hao smiled, "Come see me later, get rid of the smell of cigarettes first, I don't like you smoking."

He asked the driver to drive back to the woman whom he had saved tenderly just now, and called Kong Dongyue, the second boss of Tianming Culture, on the way.As early as last year, he had intended to develop the investment business in the entertainment industry, and he still had a certain friendship with Kong Dongyue. To him, Sun Jinghan's troubles were just a matter of lip service.

The city of Beijing is huge, and the two have been separated for so many years, but they have never met each other.The city of Beijing is very small, but a small agent has a deep relationship with an Internet predator.Qin Hao never expected that he would reap anything other than money when he invested in the film this time, and he never expected that he would have feelings for Sun Jinghan.

When the visiting reporters arrived at the crew, they were just in time for Chen Moting to shoot a rival scene with the heroine. They led the photographer around the shooting scene a few times, and then interviewed the idle Qiao Zheng.Qiao Zheng made fun of his growing beard, praised the director and heroine according to the script agreed in advance, and then praised Chen Moting freely. Halfway through the speech, he saw the party watching and beckoned him to his side.

Chen Moting was wearing a silly beige woolen hat, he greeted the camera in embarrassment and was about to leave, but was dragged back.

"This is my younger brother." Qiao Zheng took off his hat to reveal his bare scalp, and introduced solemnly, "He has a cold head recently."

Chen Moting suddenly endured most of his weight, and had to hold his lower back to stabilize himself: "This is my elder brother, his jaw has been hot these days."

Qiao Zheng obviously didn't want to let him go just like that, and continued to lead him to talk more with his arms around his shoulders.In fact, at the end of the show, everyone can show their faces for about ten seconds, basically there is no value in fighting for it. Qiao Zheng pulled Chen Moting to appear on the scene together to convey to the reporter circle the information that the two have a close personal relationship. This is a strategy outside the camera, isn't it? For the audience to see.

Whether it's online interaction or intimacy in public, his little effort is the support that starlets can't wait for.Although Chen Moting hugged his thigh in a planned and premeditated manner, he didn't expect to be rewarded so quickly. He sneaked into Qiao Zheng's nanny car during the filming interval, and whispered "Thank you Zheng brother" in his ear.

Qiao Zheng lay on the reclined seat, with the brim of his hat pressed down, and asked him in silence for two seconds: "How do you know I'm not asleep?"

"I do not know."

Qiao Zheng took off his hat: "Then why don't you leave after talking?"

Chen Moting said truthfully: "You are warm in the car."

Qiao Zheng reached out and grabbed his arm, and sat up with his strength: "It's useless to say thank you, please treat me to dinner, tonight it's your turn to buy a midnight snack and go to my room."

It was also whispering in a low voice, Chen Moting was trying not to disturb his sleep, but Qiao Zheng seemed to be affectionate and seductive.Chen Moting was able to maintain a natural expression, but he couldn't control the burning of his ears. He immediately distanced himself and opened the car door: "No problem."

"Wait." Qiao Zheng picked up the thick scarf on the seat and handed it to him, "Your face is red from the cold, you can take care of yourself without an assistant." He lay down again and put on his hat, "Remember to come to me at night. "

"Don't worry." Chen Moting took the scarf and got out of the car, and walked a few steps before wrapping the scarf around his neck.Also alone, compared to the spacious space of the hotel, the narrow compartment increased the ambiguity index hundreds of times out of thin air, which almost made him mess up.

Chen Moting scratched the back of his head, thinking that he can't blame me, but I have been indoctrinated since childhood that he is the most perfect man in China.

He asked Qiao Zheng's assistant about Qiao Zheng's food preferences, and came to visit with the midnight snack he bought himself.The air conditioner in the room was very warm, and Qiao Zheng was only wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel.Although he was nearly forty years old, his body looming under the bathrobe was strong and fat-free.Chen Moting's brain froze for two seconds, mobilizing all his willpower to prevent himself from showing his feet.

"You came early." Qiao Zheng wiped his hair with one hand, took the snack and put it on the table, "I planned to dress more formally, after all, I have to talk about business." He sat down at the table and motioned for Chen Moting to sit down On the other side, "Not much nonsense, I'm preparing for a brokerage company, would you like to come over and be my first batch of artists?"

He cut to the point abruptly, Chen Moting was unprepared and was taken aback for a moment.

Qiao Zheng became a well-known child star when he was less than ten years old. He struggled in the industry until he was in his 30s before becoming popular.All the artists who were poached by him had shocked faces, and Chen Moting's reaction was mild: "The company will be formally established next year, and you will have plenty of time, think about it carefully, and give me an answer later."

Chen Moting looked at the table in front of him thoughtfully, raised his eyes and said, "Sister Hui also joined?"

Sister Hui is the oldest group of managers in Tianming Culture, and the status of the company is second only to the second boss, Kong Dongyue.She had called Chen Moting a few months ago and asked him if he was satisfied with Sun Jinghan, and if he wanted to change to a better manager to assist in his development. The implication was that if he wanted to, he could replace Sun Jinghan.

Chen Moting said without hesitation that I am very satisfied with Broker Sun and hope to continue our cooperation.

He didn't mention the phone call to anyone, and Sister Hui didn't continue to fight for it, so the matter was left alone.Recently there were rumors in Tianming about this matter, but Sun Jinghan kept it from him and refused to discuss it with him, so Chen Moting continued to pretend to be confused and watched with cold eyes, and it turned out that Qiao Zheng also came to dig corners.

Such a coincidence, it is likely that Sister Hui and Qiao Zheng are cooperating.

Qiao Zheng stared at him intently, and suddenly smiled: "I will tell Kong Dongyue about Sister Hui, but before that, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Sister Hui's poaching belongs to Tianming's internal resource restructuring, and Qiao Zheng's poaching is coveted by other companies.Since Chen Moting is smart enough to link these two things together, Qiao Zheng has no need to argue: "Even Sister Hui is willing to leave Tianming to do things for me. If I were you, I would choose to trust her vision."

Chen Moting opened the insulated box that was left out, took out a portion of stir-fried vegetables and put them on the table: "In Brother Zheng's eyes, how much am I worth?"

Qiao Zheng didn't expect him to talk about money directly, and was almost offended by this recklessness: "Different owners will have different values, and the price I will give will not be higher than Tianming's liquidated damages, but you have to have a long-term Plan, Tianming is too big to cover everything, even if you have potential, it would be a waste if you don't get attention. It will be different if you follow me, I will take care of you more."

"That's true." Tianming Culture is an old-fashioned brokerage company, with resources, connections, and confidence. The most important thing is newcomers who will continue to succeed. Most of the artists are buried before they have time to make their debut.Chen Moting has been in the industry for three years, and has not been popular for three years. He has a deep understanding of this, "The resources I have received in Tianming in the past few years are not as much as what Brother Zheng gave in the past few months. Thank you Brother Zheng."

"It's useless to say thank you." Qiao Zheng ate a few mouthfuls of food symbolically, then lit a cigarette, "You should be very clear that what the entertainment industry lacks most is new faces. If you don't work hard from the beginning, the road will go further and further away. The more difficult it is, how many actors have never been able to stand up in this way."

"Brother Zheng is right." Chen Moting picked up the chopsticks, paused in mid-air, and put them down, "But my manager just renewed his contract with Tianming, and as soon as I leave, all his hard work on me will be wasted. I can't be a white-eyed wolf."

Times have changed, and the relationship between the new generation of artists and managers is far less intimate than before.Qiao Zheng had heard all kinds of excuses for refusal. It was the first time he met someone who was talking about his agent, and he was speechless for a while, and frowned: "Interesting, I was so choked that I couldn't speak."

Chen Moting raised his eyebrows: "Blame me for being impeccably kind."

Qiao Zheng laughed out loud.