At first, Xiao Lu didn't react when he heard about the perfume, so he just picked up his collar and sniffed it.

He didn't even notice that he had perfume on his body.

But the next second when he smelled the smell clearly, Xiao Lu's back suddenly felt cold, and he immediately opened his eyes and turned around to chase out from the office: "Sister! You don't think that Zhang and I..."

"Stop, I didn't say that."

Xu Lan glanced around and smelled the gossip. They raised their heads to look at their colleagues, and stopped the name that Xiao Lu was about to say in time.

It was only then that Xiao Lu suddenly realized that he almost got into a catastrophe just now, and it took him a long time to swallow the volume back to his stomach, his white face was flushed, and he followed Xu Lan all the way under his throat: "...Although it is also a , Well, a public figure, but it's really not the one you think, sister, how can I afford to provoke that one! Trust me!"

"You can afford to provoke her to explain to me, I'm not the agent of either of you now." Xu Lan held the document in her hand, didn't even give him a corner of her eyes, and went straight to the end of the corridor. elevator room.

At this time, there was no one around.

She reached out and pressed her "down", and helped Xiao Lu press the "up" leading to Wang Duan's office. Her face changed from the seriousness before, and she smiled slyly: "You can't do it, others go around How can you catch up with female stars if you just get a little tricky?"

"...?"

"!!!"

In an instant, Xiao Lu got more goosebumps, rubbed his arms and said, "Why are you still like me!!"

Just now Xu Lan didn't misunderstand what he was talking to Zhang Qiao at all, it was just a trick.

Xu Lan: "It's because you don't keep your mouth shut."

After finishing speaking, just arrive at the downward elevator on the left.

Holding the document, Xu Lan pretended to be innocent and stood in to tease him: "It's all said and done, just tell me the name of the opposite party."

"impossible!"

Xiao Lu really wanted to sew up this innocuous mouth of his own. The cover-up was so flawless before it was completely lost. "I will definitely not be fooled by you again! Don't ask!"

Xu Lan raised her eyebrows noncommittally, and chose the floor of the public opinion group with a smile, and said before the elevator door closed: "I didn't expect our little Lu to be quite courageous, but I dared to misunderstand Zhang Qiaoyu after hearing me say that the perfume looks very similar. It’s a female star of the same style? Then the target range is narrowed down.”

"!!!!!!"

Xiao Lu was poked at the center of the matter this time, and he was really about to push over.

Since he joined Ren Qinming, he has been diligent, smart and quick-witted. He always thought that he was at least doing a good job professionally. He didn't know until he met Xu Lan, a veteran in the world.

He's just a blank piece of paper, a blank piece of paper, something is written all over his face, and he doesn't even know where the words started to show!

...

10 minute later.

In the meeting room, Xu Lan first discussed the recent situation with the staff of the public opinion team, as well as possible hidden dangers in risk control.

After all, high traffic always means high risk.

Ren Qinming and Ruan Song can let go of their relationship under the camera, but she can't. She has to be worthy of her salary, stay awake at all times, and perform her duties.

Xu Lan originally thought that according to Wang Duan's usual unhurried practice, he would have to wait at least half an hour for him.

It turned out that she didn't expect her to be here in less than a quarter of an hour.

All the colleagues in the conference room greeted him with high faces: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Duanhe smiled kindly, and raised his chin one by one to respond: "How is it, have you finished your work? Or am I here early?"

The leader of the public opinion group had heard that Xu Lan and Wang Duan had something to talk about next, so he got up quickly: "Mr. Wang, our part with Sister Lan is over, come in, we'll go back to work."

Wang Duan said "Okay, okay" first, and then he quickly remembered something and raised his watch to look: "It's almost six o'clock and I have to go back to work, can't I get off work? I thought the artists in our company were pretty good, nothing special The part that requires everyone to work overtime."

The leader of the public opinion group paused again when he heard the words, and understood that he wanted to hear the truth from him first, so he almost pointed his finger at the sky and swore: "The artists are indeed very good, but the popularity is too high , There is a lot of content that needs to be sorted out every day, and my peers are very jealous."

After hearing this, Wang Duan smiled more kindly, let them go happily, unbuttoned his coat, sat down next to Xu Lan, and opened his mouth: "What does Mr. Lan say?"

Xu Lan has been immunized by Wang Duan's joke-loving character during this time, and when she heard the big boss at her head call her boss in turn, she didn't move a bit: "Qin Ming was 21 years old at the time, and we signed in as a senior in Zhongrui, Now he is only 26 years old and you talk to me about it, so the contract he signed at that time was only a 5-year contract?"

The current brokerage company often sells the contract for 20 years in order to tie the artist.

If it becomes popular, it is a cash cow. If it is not popular, it will be dragged on until the artist has no schedule and can't stand it. Earning liquidated damages is not a loss.

So Xu Lan always thought it was incredible that Wang Duan only signed Ren Qinming for 5 years.

Until Wang Duan signaled her to close the door of the conference room, he still had the same smiling face without showing any specific emotions, and explained: "I am a businessman first, and then your boss. Even Liu, who is rich and generous The old man also needs to take shares to give away the villa for his old love, let alone me, let alone doing charity. Back then, I signed Ren Qinming for no other reason, because among so many children who were similar to him, only Ren Qinming dared to follow I signed the betting agreement."

Xu Lan was stunned as she pressed the folder under her hand on the spot, never expecting that such a big company would sign a VAM agreement with an unknown artist: "...how many years and how much did you sign for?"

"Two hundred million in three years."

Wang Duan leaned on the back of the chair in the meeting room: "The premise is that he doesn't want to sign with me for 20 years, he only wants to sign for 5 years, and promises to earn [-] million for me in three years."

"Is he crazy..."

Even Xu Lan couldn't help but believe it. When Ren Qinming signed the contract with Zhongrui, it was at most 18 lines. Where did he have the guts to promise [-] million? Shaft filming?"

Wang Duan was noncommittal: "Anyway, there is no loss for me. I will use resources to support him. If he earns enough, I will let him go. If he loses, the contract will change from 5 years to 20 years."

"But you don't want to let him go now?"

The tension in Xu Lan's mind was finally plucked.

Wang Duan rolled his eyes: "I want to hear your opinion first."

Xu Lan was about to speak.

Wang Duan has already interrupted: "I know that you have a very good relationship with Qin Ming and the others in private. So before I start, I have to remind you that first you are recruited by me, and you are my staff, and then you are Ren Qinming's. Manager, Mr. Lan, don't forget this."

Xu Lan immediately turned around the words in her mouth, but in the end she said it according to her own heart.

...

There is a small entrance attached to University A.

Zhang Qiaoyu had a rare and low-key trip today, instead of driving her bright red sports car, she sat in Wang Jiang's plain black Audi, parked on the side of the road, and blended perfectly into the ranks of parents picking up their children at the school gate.

Wang Jiang wore Buddhist beads and a peaked cap as always: "Does any relative have children studying here?"

Zhang Qiaoyu turned his head and looked through the car window with the anti-spy film, and saw Chen Yanhou standing in front of the doll-headed head teacher with Tongtong in his arms: "It's just a friend, I thought no one would stop by to take a look today."

Wang Jiang looked a little disbelieving, and joked: "Do you still have friends who can let your friends help babysit?"

Zhang Qiaoyu raised her lower lip: "It's more likely than relatives."

Wang Jiang finally suppressed a smile on her face: "Are you sure you have considered it? Once my crew enters tomorrow, I won't change people easily."

If Zhang Qiaoyu takes this step, no matter the result is good or bad, he will be crushed to pieces, and his body will never be restored.

But Zhang Qiaoyu just casually looked away from Tong Tong who was sitting in Chen Yan's car: "I thought about it a year ago when my family was completely deserted."

A year ago, Zhang Qiaoyu's parents both passed away suddenly because of underlying diseases that had plagued them for many years.

So far, she has no relatives in this world, and she is alone. Even if she disappears in an unknown corner one day in the future, no one will care about her.

Zhang Qiaoyu could no longer find a reason to bear it any longer, and signaled the driver to drive the car away from the school gate and said, "It's not like what's written in your script, don't mess with desperate people."

...

That night.

The group of "19 Days of Co-production" drank thoroughly in the wooden house halfway up the mountain. The program team had no idea when Zheng Qing hid so much wine in the storage room.

It is said that it was prepared to write songs to get stuck and moisten the throat.

One bottle of whiskey, two bottles of brandy, three bottles of red wine, four bottles of champagne.

All the inventory was on the last night of the day, and Zheng Qing was cleaned out.

Among them, Jiang Qiqi and Qin Sijia, two drunkards, had the most fun drinking, and they hit it off immediately.

Small bees, frogs falling into the water, tiger sticks, chicken worms, and other small games of drinking and punching have taught the other four big men countless ways.

In the end, even Yan Songhang, who took the lead in stealing the snacks on the coffee table, could not escape, and was arrested by them together in the wine bureau.

It was useless for Yan Songhang to call him that he could not drink.

Everyone looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "What I want is that you don't drink well!!"

The bullet screens all laughed and said on the public screen that they were planning to avenge their personal revenge publicly, and they should clear up the "grievances" during this period before the end.

As expected, Yan Songhang was dragged and fed a lot by them.

A group of people chatted, shared embarrassing stories, drank until the end and even forgot the time, no one cared about work, and no one cared about past 12 o'clock in the morning when the hot water supply stopped at night.

I just hope that the beauty of the moment will be extended indefinitely.

Yan Songhang has directed this variety show for six seasons. There are superficially polite ones, some dramatic ones, some bloody ones, and some such peaceful ones. But no matter what kind of show he was before, he always acted as an outsider. participated.

Never before have I been dragged directly under the camera like today.

I don't know when it started to rain again outside the wooden house.

The warm and dim yellow light of the living room in the house shrouded everyone. Due to the atmosphere, everyone's face was blushing, their faces were like peach blossoms, and they were almost at the end of the day holding the wine glasses.

Jiang Qiqi is the most eccentric, taking advantage of Yan Songhang lying on the coffee table with the last bit of sobriety remaining, she picked him up, put another cup to his mouth, and said in a persuasive way: "Tomorrow we will break up, or Director Yan, tell us what wish you made on your birthday?"

Yan Songhang immediately clapped his hands and said yes when he heard "make a wish", and waved his hands quite generously: "Guess first!"

Liang Yi guessed that he wished the variety show better and better;

Barrage and Jiang Qiqi guessed that he wanted to fall in love;

Qin Sijia and Zheng Qing guessed that he wanted to wish his family good health;

Ruan Song and Ren Qinming guessed that he wanted to buy a house of his own in City A with all the money.

Yan Songhang felt dissatisfied after listening for a while, and said with a puckered mouth: "I have such a small structure in your hearts, do you only have such a small pursuit! I can't just hope that all six of you will have a good time in variety shows, okay! Good health! Longevity! Prosperity! Prosperity! Make me popular all over the world!"

Everyone present was taken aback by his series of four-character words.

Ruan Song leaned on Ren Qinming, and was the first to ask him with his head propped up: "There is only one wish in a year, and you gave it to us. What about you?"

Yan Songhang squinted his eyes and smirked: "I still have a wish for next year, this year I can give it to you first."

...

On the other end, Wang Jiang personally posted an announcement in the WeChat group that the "Black Village" crew had just created.

[@王道: In the next period of time, there will be another tough battle, everyone, please bear with me, everyone’s hard work will be said in front, see you tomorrow at four o’clock in the afternoon, hug fist.jpg]

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