I walk the career line in dog blood

"The general manager is looking for me?" An Yinong asked with a smile.

"Hmm." The general manager's expression remained calm, and he was not prepared to ask what happened.An Yinong suspected that even if there was an earthquake right now, the man's expression would not change much.

The general manager looked at Zhang Ruojun again: ""I Do My Show" is the stage you chose for yourself? Do it yourself."

"You don't give me resources, you just let me practice and learn, so I have to fight for it myself. What's wrong?" Zhang Ruojun poked his neck.

"It's not wrong, it's your choice, and I respect your choice." The general manager just nodded, without anger or explanation, just like a robot.

"I see." An Yinong finally understood why both the general manager and his office gave him a strange feeling.

This man seems to divide work and life very thoroughly, and he is unwilling to mix any personal feelings in his work, nor does he want to make this work a part of his life.So the place where he works only has work-related things, not even a personal item that can reflect his hobbies and aesthetics.

He will argue hard at the negotiating table, just because this is his job as a temporary agent.

At this time, if the original owner insisted on continuing the variety show, he would not stop it.Also because he is just a manager and cannot interfere with the artist's final decision.

So the original owner in the original plot still participated in that variety show - the original owner decided to drink poison to quench his thirst, and the general manager chose to respect his choice.

"I have something to tell you." The general manager left, and An Yinong followed.

After walking a few steps, the general manager turned around to confirm that he was still there, then turned around and continued walking.

An Yinong: "..." I feel like a child who hasn't come home after school, which is worrying.

Zhang Ruojun didn't come out, and leaned against the wall motionless. "Damn it." He thumped the wall hard, his teeth almost biting his lips to bleed.

An Yinong and the two returned to the general manager's office.

"What are your plans in the future?" The general manager asked directly.As a singer, but his voice is diseased and his future is cut off, the rational way is to find another way out.

"I haven't lost the ability to sing yet," An Yinong said.

Surprise flashed across the calm eyes of the general manager. He thought for a while: "If you have enough confidence in yourself, you can consider this variety show—I'm really a star."

"what?"

"This is an online variety show, and it's not very mainstream, and it's very controversial. If you don't do it well, it will be the end of your career."

The general manager looked at An Yinong: "For you at present, it is a strong medicine. If this medicine goes on, you will either die or live. Think about it in three days."

"The manager likes it?"

The general manager paused, lowered his head and tore off a post-it note, on which he wrote the words 'I'm such a star': "It's not because you like it, but because you need it."

"……thanks."

An Yinong reached out to take the post-it note, and his fingers touched the general manager's hand.

Just as he was about to put the post-it note back into his pocket, the general manager suddenly grabbed his arm and put one hand on his forehead.

His forehead was pressed against the warm back of his hand, and the tip of his nose smelled a faint woody fragrance, and An Yinong froze there.He doesn't like being touched, especially his face.

"You have a fever." He said affirmatively.

"I'll take you to the hospital." This was his second sentence.

When An Yinong came back to his senses, the general manager had already put on his coat, took the car keys, opened the door of the office and turned to look at him, as if saying: Why didn't you follow?

"..." An Yinong looked outside the door, and the staff who were poking around outside the door retracted and walked by as if nothing had happened.

"Is this also the responsibility of the broker?"

"Yes."

Two 10 minutes later, community hospital.

"Recently, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, young people should not be greedy for coolness. These days, they should eat lightly and avoid irritating food." The doctor swiped the citizen card on the credit card machine to deduct the medical expenses.

"Here, go to the western pharmacy on the first floor to get the medicine. By the way, you must take one piece of antipyretic medicine every four hours, and follow the doctor's advice for other medicines."

"Thank you, doctor." An Yinong's muffled voice came through the mask, and beside him stood the meticulous general manager, even in a place like a hospital, he was still in a suit and stood upright.

"Shall we go to the first floor to get the medicine?"

"Ah."

There were a lot of people getting medicine on the first floor, and the two of them lined up. Because they were tall, they seemed to be a little "stand out from the crowd".

"Thank you, manager, for accompanying me to the hospital." An Yinong coughed twice, "Because of me, I have to stop working temporarily."

"This is my job." The general manager's expression remained indifferent.

For the first time, An Yinong felt that an adult's personality was cute, not inferior to that of a teenager.

"In my current situation, the company is still willing to find resources for me, and there is no way to repay it."

In the eyes of most people, An Yinong is already a waste who can't sing, and it is a waste to spend resources on him.

The general manager glanced at him, and seemed to disagree with his self-evaluation: "You are worth it, don't belittle yourself."

An Yinong who was 'disapproved' couldn't help laughing: "No matter what, I still want to thank you."

Lost a variety show, and gained another variety show.After making a different choice, the plot also changed, which shows that it is not difficult to change the fate of the original owner.

"I thought you would follow suit and find a breakthrough point in "I Do My Show." The system jumped out. In its experience, the hosts are not very willing to change the general direction of the plot, which will make them lose' Foresight' advantage.

"That's the enemy's territory. The moment I stepped in, I lost the first-mover advantage. This kind of non-live variety show with a script will not give people any chance to make a comeback. You don't know how to edit and post. power."

"Buzz buzz." The general manager's phone vibrated suddenly, he made a gesture of 'sorry to answer the call' to An Yinong, and took the phone to the other side.

"I need to go back." He came back within 2 minutes, and nothing could be seen from his face.

An Yinong nodded: "Manager, walk slowly, pay attention to safety on the road."

The general manager looked at him and confirmed that he could handle it by himself before saying, "Remember to take medicine."

After taking two steps, he turned back: "If it's convenient, send me the license plate of the online car-hailing car, or send me a message after you go back. Can you add X letter?"

"Yes." An Yinong laughed.

The profile picture of the general manager is his own photo, and the circle of friends is empty.

"Ke Yinong." The pharmacist took the medicine and announced his name, and interrupted his thoughts, "Your medicine, the directions are all posted, three times a day, and the antipyretic medicine is taken separately."

"Okay, thank you doctor." He opened the bag, checked whether the names of the medicines corresponded to each other, and checked to see if they had been opened before putting them away.

After walking out of the hospital, he looked around, then reached into his breast pocket and took out the mini recorder.

"What is this?" The system popped up.

"Self-protection that can come in handy sometimes." An Yinong put away the recorder, "By the way, can you help me find out the actual manipulator of the variety show "I Do My Show"?"

A question mark appeared in the system's mung bean eyes: "Didn't you not participate? What are you doing here?"

"I suspect..." He frowned, "Someone specifically targeted the original owner, trying to drive him into a desperate situation. Moreover, this person is related to the person who poisoned the original owner a year ago, or is simply the same person."

"Eh!!!"

An Yinong squinted at it: "That condition is too outrageous, it was prepared for 'Ke Yinong'. But where did such a small person get so many enemies? So someone has been targeting the original owner. Is this hard to understand?"

"No, wait a minute, I'll check." The system bowed its head and entered the search phase.

An Yinong hailed a car and sent the license plate number to the general manager.

Two seconds later, the other side replied: "Take a good rest."

Two seconds later, the phone vibrated again, this time it was still four words: "Drink more water."

"..." He stared at the words on it for two seconds before putting away the phone.

It was almost night when he got home, he opened the door and entered the house, the inside was still deserted, like a huge coffin.

After taking a piece of anti-fever medicine, he became drowsy after a while. An Yinong leaned on the sofa, drowsy, but he still waited for the answer.

In the entertainment industry, he will not quit.So who are his enemies?

An Yinong turned on the stereo, and the babbling singing sounded, and the singing voice was slightly shrill, which made the dilapidated and empty room even more strange.

"Host." The system came back.

He opened his eyes, the whites of which were bloodshot: "Who is it?"

"Zhang Jing, the director of that variety show." The system reported an unfamiliar name.

"The number on his bank account has not changed, and he has not been gifted a large amount of property suddenly. It seems that it is just because the host has no background, and he is offended to death."

An Yinong thought for a while, then shook his head.He maintained his judgment, there must be someone behind this matter: "It's hidden very deep. Keep watching, and let me know if anyone looks suspicious."

He stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep first."

At the same time, "I Do My Show" posted a new promotional video on the Internet.

Four traffic singers, four handsome men and beautiful women with different styles.Their fans yelled 'Beauty and Prosperity', making people think that this is supposed to be a variety show for training young singers.

"What the hell? Why did you change all of them to fresh meat and flowers?" Netizens who were not fans all stared, "The traffic that doesn't exist in any work is also worthy of being a celebrity mentor?"

"The black people upstairs, please explain the basics. My idol's famous song has 1000 million downloads." Their fans were not happy.

Well, 1000 million downloads, as long as their fans are happy.

"So what happened? What happened to those mentors before?" Netizens were very curious about the story, but neither the "I Do My Show" nor the artists responded.

Oh, it's not that there is no response at all, at least the selected stars are replying 'thanks to the program group for choosing me, you will not be disappointed'.

"I can already imagine the painting style of this show. The ten-level filter is full, the million-level sound repairer is always on call, and there are boys and girls in macaron colors."

"Isn't it? It doesn't matter whether the show crew is disappointed or not, what matters is that the fans are not 'disappointed'."

Spring is here, everything is recovering, and it's the annual season of cutting leeks.