My Professor Shen

"Hey brother, why is there such a big battle today?" The younger brother combed the iconic wolf-tail braid, sat down on the co-pilot seat and began to stretch, with sleepy eyes as if he had just woken up.

Although the van Sparrow is small, it has all internal organs. The seats in the back row have been removed, and a lot of machinery and photographic equipment are placed in a mess along with the trunk.

Xu Shi, the man he called Big Brother, waited too impatiently, and impatiently kicked his calf, "Didn't I tell you last night that I will be on a mission today, and now the sun is shining on your ass, you If the mother slows down, I will finish my work. As long as the mother knows to sleep, you will die in the belly of a woman sooner or later!"

The little brother had dark circles under his eyes, a pale complexion, and a thin body, giving him an appearance of overindulgence.

Reflexively, the younger brother covered his calf, his drowsiness subsided a bit, and he grinned and said, "I've been too busy with business recently, so I'm looking for a way to have fun. Let's go! Let's go!"

The eldest brother sneered, the muscles on his face trembling, "Your business is carried out in the bar? What the hell!"

The younger brother didn't dare to reply after being scolded for a few words, and shut his mouth embarrassingly. After all, he had to rely on his elder brother for a living, and it was not easy to lick blood with the tip of a knife.

"Hey, it's me." The elder brother suddenly received a call, his expression changed suddenly, and his tone was flattering, "I haven't received the money yet."

"Ding~" As soon as the voice finished speaking, I received a text message.

He turned on the screen and glanced at it for a few moments, then smiled, "Got it, don't worry, I'm already on the scene, this matter will be handled properly for you!"

"Brother, how much did you charge this time?" The younger brother leaned closer and asked with a smile.

The elder brother raised his phone and said triumphantly, "It's been a while anyway."

"One, two, three...five zeros! That's great, brother!" The younger brother smiled and slapped his thigh excitedly.

"Let's go, if we delay, it will be too late." The eldest brother slammed the accelerator, a puff of white smoke came out, and the van trembled a few times before driving steadily on the road.

"Di——" The sharp horn sounded suddenly, waking up the drowsy person on the co-pilot.

"Fuck!" The elder brother cursed in a low voice, and impatiently honked the horn again.

"What's the matter?" The younger brother wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and asked with a bewildered expression.

"There's a traffic jam." The elder brother spat out of the window with a sullen face. "There's a traffic jam at the high speed. If you're unlucky, you'll get stuffed between your teeth when you drink water."

Half an hour later, the congested traffic began to move forward slowly. The silver-gray van finally got out of the congested road, and the speed soared to 150 yards, which made the people next to it pale.

It was already twelve o'clock in the noon when the two arrived at the ribbon-cutting scene. The red carpet was covered with colored paper tapes, and the wind blew all over the place, and the chairs were also crumbling.

Unwilling to give up, the eldest brother casually pulled an aunt who was sweeping the floor and asked, "Hi, I remember there is a ribbon-cutting ceremony here today?"

"Young man, don't step on my garbage dump." The aunt swung the broom to protect the fruits of her hard work for an hour.

She gathered up the scattered garbage, then rolled her eyes and replied, "You don't even need to check the time, it's already over."

The eldest brother tightened his eyebrows, and his face was a bit fierce.

"Brother, what should I do?" The younger brother held the camera at a loss, "Did the money I got fly away?"

The eldest brother slapped him on the back of the head angrily, "If you sleep a little longer, you will have everything in your dreams."

"Are you also reporters?" Auntie fastened the garbage bag and started to stack the stools.

It's really easy to misunderstand people with a camera hanging around their necks. The eldest brother deliberately said miserably: "Yeah, I'm delaying things this time, and I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my job."

"Yeah, yeah, it's all because of the high-speed traffic jam." Another person echoed.

The aunt seemed to be intimidated, and said sympathetically: "Oh, it's not possible, I think there are still several reporters who missed the time and all followed the car."

"Follow the car?" The eldest brother rolled up his sleeves to help her tidy up.

The aunt was also happy to be helped by someone, and asked suspiciously: "Don't you know there is a donation ceremony in Puluo Primary School?"

The ribbon-cutting ceremony was broadcast live, but this kind of corporate news was rarely paid attention to by the public except the official media workers.The following donation ceremony is the most important thing. Originally, I wanted to invite some mainstream media to interview on the spot, but Jiang Ling considered that the mountains are high and the water is far away, and at the same time, she did not want charity to become a tool for attracting attention, so she temporarily canceled this event. The dispensable link, except for the few media and related staff who were notified at the beginning, almost no one knew about the subsequent process.

"I know, I know, it's the donation ceremony!" The elder brother just helped her collect a piece of carpet when the phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he hastily brushed the dust off his hands, walked quickly to the shade of a tree where there was no one there, and said in a low voice, "Hello?"

"This is what you do?!" In Xingchuan Entertainment's vice president's office, Yang Wei was lying on the boss's chair with a beer belly, his fat flesh was squeezed into his shirt, and his belly was piled up layer after layer.

The computer in front of him is exactly the report praised by the media.

"Let public welfare and charity fill the countryside - the unveiling ceremony of Xingchuan Entertainment Charity Foundation was held today."

"In the name of kindness, gather for love and help basic education! Today, Xingchuan Entertainment Charity Foundation is officially established!"

...

After hearing this, the eldest brother explained with an old face: "Boss, it's really difficult to operate because there are so many people at the scene!"

The light from the computer screen made Vice President Yang's eyes hurt, and he was even annoyed when he saw the press release written by the media in advance, "There are so many excuses, I pay you to do things, and you will refund the money if the matter is not done well." !"

"Don't, don't, don't." Whether the cooked duck can still fly, the eldest brother quickly vowed, "Besides, as long as I get the job done for you today, I'm a tactic—I want to show off first." Well, if it doesn’t work, I won’t take any money!”

"Really?" Although Vice President Yang didn't trust these two rascals, he didn't have any loss after refunding the money.

"Just put your heart in your stomach!" The elder brother said a few good words in succession before he stabilized the rich man.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and before he could catch his breath, he heard his younger brother ask, "Brother, shall we go eat now? Wu Zang Temple is still hungry after a busy morning."

"Eat, eat, eat a fart!" Furious, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he glared at his younger brother with hatred. If it weren't for such a distant relationship, he really didn't want to take him to make money.

"Don't drive yet, I'll skin you if you run out of money!" After saying that, he kicked him angrily.

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In the dance practice room of Xingchuan Entertainment, a group of newly signed young girls are practicing the dance of the first show full of vigor. Their faces full of collagen make people envious.

"Mr. Jiang, aren't you today?" The secretariat was puzzled by Mr. Jiang's sudden appearance. It stands to reason that the boss should appear at the ribbon-cutting scene by now.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Jiang Ling touched the bridge of her nose in embarrassment, "Wen Yu went on my behalf."

The little secretary suddenly realized that she thought that the workaholic Secretary-General suddenly learned to skip work today.

There are large wall-high mirrors installed on three sides of the practice room, and the pauses and pauses of the dance movements can be seen. The sweating appearance of the girls attracted Jiang Ling to stop.

"Are these newcomers this year?" Jiang Ling's inquiring eyes wandered among the few people, and the clear vest line at the C position could be seen through the shining glass.

"Yes." The little secretary breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that Mr. Jiang was not as difficult to get along with as the rumors said.

Xingchuan Entertainment is rich and powerful, and even the glass in the practice room is double-layered with bulletproof and sound insulation. The artists are sweating profusely with the deafening music, and Jiang Ling, who can't hear the accompaniment, thinks that the movements are not funny. What does the beautiful muscles say? It is the current popular power aesthetics.

At the end of a song, kneel down, row up, and the ending movements are uniform.

"Papapa~" There was a burst of applause, and Wang Lan, who was on the sidelines, walked out slowly from a hidden corner, "Very good."

"Hello, Miss Wang." The sudden compliments flattered several people. Perhaps they were too selfless to notice that there were other people present.

"What's your name?" Wang Lan asked while pointing to position C.

Chu Ran also needs a partner to participate in variety shows, who must not only be completely unknown, but also be calm under the pressure of the actress' halo.Among this group of newcomers who have not yet been assigned a manager, there are many small Internet celebrities and experienced twice-cooked meat, but her eyes are completely attracted by the tall girl in front of her.

Who is Wang Lan?It's the manager of Chu Ran, the queen of the three gold medals. She can attract the attention of the gold medal manager. This opportunity is hard to come by. The rest of the people have more or less jealous eyes, but they still look on coldly without changing their expressions.

"Ji Guang." The girl replied nervously, her radiance seemed to fade away as soon as the dance was over, and it was eye-catching but not dazzling.

"I have here..." Wang Lan looked her up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and just as she was about to throw an olive branch, she heard "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ling, who was peeping outside the door, was caught by a sharp-eyed trainee. She nodded in response, "You guys are busy, I'll just stop by and have a look."

"Boss Jiang!" Wang Lan's eyes lit up, she was upset by this amateur thing these days.

I don't know who leaked the news. It's fine if the trainee self-recommends intentionally or unintentionally. Even Vice President Yang and several directors also talked to her. The words were clearly and secretly intended to let her open the back door. Offend.

"What do you think of Ji Guang?" Wang Lan seemed to have found a savior. As long as Mr. Jiang made the decision, no one would dare to wear small shoes for her. "It's pretty and smooth, isn't it?"

Jiang Ling was silent for a while, she didn't know what she was thinking, and there was a hint of scarletness in her ears, "It's not bad."

From the moment Jiang Ling entered the door, Ji Guang's eyes seemed to be glued to her body, and when he heard the idol's praise, his face suddenly turned red.

"Then why not?" Wang Lan was very pleased with someone supporting her behind her.

"Wait." As soon as Jiang Ling opened her mouth, the hearts of several people present were raised, jealous, puzzled, and doubtful.

She pulled Wang Lan aside, thought deeply and said, "Based on my observation, I don't think Ji Guang's development path should start with variety shows."

"Really?" Wang Lan frowned, but to be honest, she felt the same way.

The rookie's first show must be selected well. Once the route is established, it is not easy to change it later.

Meaning that it was rejected, Wang Lan sighed, and asked wearily: "Then, is there anyone for Mr. Jiang to recommend?"

Jiang Ling: "There really are."

Wang Lan: "What did President Jiang say?"

Jiang Ling: "What do you think of me?"