Our president is stupid and rich

Although he knew in his heart that he was more likely to be cool, Fang Zhiyi still seriously prepared for his audition.

What he wanted to try was a male role in a TV series, and it was also recommended by the director after he played the cannon fodder president in the first web series.

"You have aura," the director praised him. "You should be an actor. Newcomers still have to go step by step. Although this role is not big, I think it suits you very well. You can try it."

This is a TV series about ancient tactics. It probably draws on the historical structure of the Song Dynasty to write an overhead dynasty, and there are some martial arts elements in it.The role I want to audition for is the Sixth Prince, who is a fan of the Fourth Prince's faction. Although there are not many roles in the show, he is a pivotal character that connects the relationship between the court and the world.

So there are quite a lot of people who come to try this role.

As soon as he walked in and sat down, the people in the corridor whispered to each other: "Is that the young rookie over there who beat Mr. Zhao with black eyes?"

"Ah? Then he still dares to come to the audition? I said, why did Mr. Zhao come to the audition for no reason? Is it to block him?"

"Tsk, since when did Mr. Zhao like his type? Doesn't he just like that kind of cute little white flower?"

"Who knows, maybe it's because I suddenly want to change my taste. Look at that face, it's not just a little white flower that makes people want to attack."

"However, it was very satisfying. I heard from people who were present at the time that Mr. Zhao was stunned, with dark circles on his face, and he left the venue wearing sunglasses that day."

"It's too rigid..."

Fang Zhiyi only heard some words faintly, and probably knew that Mr. Zhao, who had been punched by him before, was present.He shook his head, and calmed down to watch the clip of himself preparing for the audition.

At that time, although the sixth prince was already helping his fourth brother, he was still a young man.When his four emperor brothers instructed him to use the young master of Yujian Villa as an entry point to deal with many people in the world, although he was unwilling, he still went.The young master is the senior brother who learned martial arts with him when he was young. He never took Yujian Villa's rules of "Jianghu affairs, Jianghu is over, don't talk about state affairs, and take care of yourself" in his heart. He is a full-fledged passionate young man, and he only wants to save the world and save the common people. , is the one that is best utilized.The part he wants to play is to secretly ask his senior brother, the young master of the villa, if he would like to intervene in the affairs of the court. On the one hand, he is the fourth brother who he admired since childhood, and on the other hand, he is a good brother who learned martial arts together when he was young. What's more, the owner of the villa didn't know that he was a prince at that time, he only treated him as a child of an ordinary family and treated him like his own son.And he wants to use them.

Soon it was his turn, Fang Zhiyi took a few deep breaths, stood up and walked in.

As expected, Mr. Zhao was there, and when he saw him, he snorted coldly.

Director Wang looked very embarrassed, nodded at him, and said, "Let's get started."

Fang Zhiyi turned his body slightly, lowered his head to look to one side, and said in a low voice: "Actually... I am not someone's young master. I am a member of the royal family, the sixth prince."

There was a look of struggle on his face. At this moment, he could follow his brother's words and say that he was joking, and stop what he was about to do.

But he didn't.

He lowered his voice, his voice trembling a little: "It's true."

There was another pause, and the voice was a little higher: "I didn't lie to you on purpose! At the beginning, my father was worried that it would be unsafe to send me to the mountain, so he arranged a false identity for me. After that, I knew your family's rules. I dare not say more."

"I... originally wanted to keep it a secret." His eyes wandered a little, his fingers clutched the corner of his clothes——

"Brother, have you ever thought about saving the world from suffering?"

Then he seemed to feel that he was exaggerating when he said this, and his shoulders slumped slightly.

But he quickly became excited again: "Now the father is in his twilight years, the world is in turmoil and people are struggling to survive, the prince is only concerned with fighting for power and profit, and does not care about the suffering of the people at all! I know I have no right to criticize them, and sometimes I even think about it myself. It's better to be a person in the rivers and lakes, and you don't have so many worries..." His speech speed was a little faster: "The Jin people on the northern border are eyeing, and the Rouran has invaded many times in the east. There are hungry people on the road! People in the rivers and lakes have always been wise and safe, but what about the common people!"

He smiled bitterly: "Actually, in the final analysis, I am sorry for you and want to drag you into this muddy water. If you don't want to, I will not force you. Senior brother... as long as you still recognize me, then you are still my senior brother. "

At this moment, he had already completed the change of mood, and deceived himself into convincing himself, with a high-spirited expression on his face, as if he was running around for the people, not for his own thoughts.

And when the senior brother took the bait, he regretted it a little.

His voice was a little dry: "Senior brother... are you really willing? Think about this villa..."

He nodded slightly, turned around to hide the expression on his face, and said in a trembling voice, "Of course I want to help you keep this villa safe. Then I will wait for senior brother."

Fang Zhiyi stood still and bowed in the director's direction: "Thank you, I'm done with the performance."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Director Wang's face: "Go back and wait for the notice."

Mr. Zhao snorted coldly: "I should have lowered my head a long time ago..."

Fang Zhiyi didn't seem to hear him: "Thank you, Director Wang, then I'll go first." Turning around, he was about to leave.

Director Wang sighed inwardly.This is the second time this kid has officially acted. After all, he is still a little green, but what his old classmates said is true and has aura.Unfortunately……

"Wait!" Looking at him like this, Mr. Zhao felt that he had punched cotton. "In the evening, when Director Wang and the others are discussing funds, there will be a banquet. Come here."

Fang Zhiyi turned around and narrowed his eyes.Tsk, it seems that I didn't fight hard enough at the beginning.

Anyway, it would be cool to leave, and it is very obvious that there is a high probability that Mr. Zhao is behind it.Fang Zhiyi thought to himself, give him another beating tonight, and then bow his head and go home, even if he was laughed at by his elder brother for more than ten years, he would recognize him, and then he would appear on the stage as the second young master of the Fang family and start writing the face-slapping plot ...So he smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Mr. Zhao only thought that he knew he was afraid, so he immediately became proud, and said arrogantly: "Nine o'clock in the evening, hall No. [-] on the third floor with beautiful water and mountains. Remember to arrive earlier."

Fang Zhiyi still nodded with a smile, Zhao Chengjun's bruised nose and swollen face had already appeared in his mind...then he turned and went out.

He had just left his room and walked to the street to take a taxi back when he received a call from his manager.

The other side asked, "How was the audition?"

He answered honestly: "Zhao Chengjun is present."

The agent smiled wryly: "And then?"

Fang Zhiyi said: "He asked me to go to another bar tonight."

The manager was shocked and said: "He hasn't been scared by you yet?" Then he might have noticed something about what he said, coughed twice: "Have you answered yet?"

Fang Zhiyi murmured twice.

The manager was a little puzzled: "Didn't you change your temper and plan to apologize?" Then he took a deep breath: "You don't mean to want to beat him again!!?"

Fang Zhiyi let out a haha: "How could it be?"

The agent threatened: "I don't know you yet? If it doesn't work, you can find a reason to run early, but don't do it again. Where and when?"

"Nine o'clock in the evening, hall No. [-] on the third floor of the water and mountains." Fang Zhiyi saw a taxi, waved the taxi, opened the door and got in. "Okay, don't worry, I promise I won't cause trouble, even if something happens, I can clean it up myself."

"You can clean up your ass." The manager said bitterly, "You should lower your head when it's time to lower your head, do you understand? If you don't have any background in this industry, you should be tactful, and you are not incompetent. If you are hidden by the snow After seeing you for seven or eight years, I don't regret it..."

"Okay, okay." Fang Zhiyi responded, took the phone a little far away, gave the address to the taxi driver, and then said, "I'll hang up first if there's nothing else to do."

The taxi driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "The young man is on the phone with his girlfriend? You still have to make it clear what should be explained clearly. If you fooled me this time, you will have to quarrel next time!"

Fang Zhiyi had a strange expression on his face, and he nodded without explaining much.

……

Li Meng had just finished calling her worried artist when she received an internal call from the president, asking her about Fang Zhiyi's recent itinerary.

Li Meng was a little overwhelmed by flattery, thinking about Fang Zhiyi, she was still a little worried, so she told Fang Zhiyi about the drinking party at night.Putting down the phone, she couldn't help pinching herself.

"Boss Sheng..." She sighed, "What's the matter with this kid? How can the president like him?"

……

When Fang Zhiyi returned to his small apartment, Qiu Xiangnan was still lying on the sofa playing games.

Fang Zhiyi went over and kicked him, Qiu Xiangnan raised his eyes and looked away, lazily making room for him.

"I said you should stop in moderation," Fang Zhiyi said with disgust, "Is there anyone who exploits poor college students like you?"

Qiu Xiangnan didn't pay any attention to his question, which was obviously just to add drama to himself. He sat up and asked, "How's the audition going? Is there any director who was surprised and decided to fight capital for you?"

Fang Zhiyi also ignored his question, which was obviously looking for trouble, took a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator and unscrewed it: "I plan to go to a wine shop tonight." After a pause, he said: "Zhao Chengjun wants me to go of."

"You can't do it!?" Qiu Xiangnan said in shock, "Are you dedicating yourself to art to save your own face?"

Qiu Xiangnan sincerely persuaded: "If you can't do it, just bow your head to your brother, how much is your face worth? I didn't say you... Then Zhao Chengjun grows up like that, you can bear it?"

"I'm already planning to bow my head." Fang Zhiyi took a sip of water, "I'm planning to beat him up before I bow my head."

Qiu Xiangnan: "...OK."