The Movie Emperor's Object Fluffy [Rebirth]

【Noble and beautiful blue eyes】

Between the East Fourth Ring Road and the East Fifth Ring Road, there is a triangular area surrounded by the subway line and the Huanjing Expressway. Because of the gathering of film and television media companies, it is nicknamed the "Golden Triangle of Film and Television".

"Yunxiao Entertainment" signed by Jiang Fan occupies an entire building here.

There was Hao Liang's work ID in his jacket pocket. Jiang Fan swiped his ID to enter the door, took the elevator directly to the artist agency department on the [-]th floor, and knocked on the glass door of Liang Qing's office.

"Come in." The voice was calm and indifferent as always.

Jiang Fan closed the door and bowed slightly, "Brother Liang."

Liang Qing raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Why did you come to the company if you didn't take a good rest in the hospital?"

Jiang Fan grinned and said jokingly, "I'm preoccupied with things, I can't rest well."

Liang Qing adjusted the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced across his slightly pale face, and paused slightly on the scar.

"Sit down and talk."

Jiang Fan smiled and was not polite.

"What's worth running over with your illness?" Liang Manchu asked straightforwardly.

Jiang Fan didn't beat around the bush, "Brother Liang, I want to know the company's next arrangement for me."

Liang Qing's hands tightened slightly, and he replied flatly: "This is still under discussion, you don't have to think about it prematurely, treat yourself at ease, and I will notify you when the itinerary comes out."

Jiang Fan looked directly at him, and said in a low voice, "Brother Liang, I'm not a child, so I don't need to hide or comfort you. I hope you can tell me the truth so that I can make the next step."

Looking at his calm expression, this gold broker who has always been calm and self-sufficient was in a trance for a moment.

That's right, it's been five years, and this tall young man is no longer the young and cautious rookie when he first joined the company.

Liang Qing sighed inexplicably, and said, "The upper management decided to let Lin Hai fly solo, as for you... have no plans for now."

Jiang Fan hooked his lips and pulled out an expression that could never be called a "smile".

He has known for a long time that this place that once gave him his second "home" is nothing more than a Vanity Fair maintained by a contract.

When Liang Qing thought of his life experience, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Jiang Fan, if you want, I can apply to the company to let you stay in the team. Your talent is not in vain. Even if you don't want to be the lead singer, you still have other ways to go."

Jiang Fan pursed his lips. In his last life, he followed Liang Qing's advice and stayed in Lin Hai's team to help him compose, tune, and harmonize, and would go out to socialize from time to time.

As it turned out, that wasn't what he wanted.

Jiang Fan raised his head and showed a sincere smile, "Thank you Brother Liang. It's just that I want to fight again."

Liang Qing looked at him with a serious expression, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Fan met his gaze, his eyes were calm, "Everyone knows what happened to this car accident, brother Liang, please help me pass a message to the higher-ups, save a way out, and I will figure out what to do in the future."

Liang Qing frowned, and said in a slightly cold voice, "I know, you have a personal relationship with Er Shao—are you going to ask him for help?"

The second youngest of the Fu family, Fu Ling, the only son of the late founder of Yunxiao Entertainment, the younger brother of the current president, Ms. Fu Qiang, and the holder of the company's largest equity -- is indeed a thick and long golden thigh.

Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing.

I have to say that Liang Qing is very perceptive and calm enough. He is indeed a rare manager, but...it's a pity that he himself is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself, let alone Jiang Fan.

Liang Qing's eyes were sharp, "Jiang Fan, you have to think about it, this kind of thing is often not worth the candle."

Jiang Fan smiled and didn't explain much.The relationship between him and Fu Ling couldn't be explained in one or two sentences.

"Brother Liang, don't worry, I won't do anything that touches the bottom line."

Liang Qing pushed his glasses, wondering if he was really relieved.

***

After Jiang Fan came out of the company, he didn't go back to the hospital directly, but went to his current residence, which was a loft-style apartment that the company paid for.

As soon as the accident happened, Lin Hai was arranged by the company to go abroad to avoid the limelight. Jiang Fan was a little thankful, otherwise, he was really afraid that he could not help strangling him to death.

Opening the door, a warm breath came in.

Looking at the familiar furnishings, Jiang Fan vaguely remembered the bold words he had just uttered when he moved in. At that time, he was young, energetic, full of confidence and longing for the future.

However, after experiencing a small setback, he compromised so easily.

Jiang Fan touched the hard steel plate under his skin, inexplicably feeling that he was really tender back then, you know, the greater suffering is yet to come!

He laughed at himself, and found out Fu Ling's number.

"Fire fire fire fire fire! No one is hotter than me..."

——The famous song of Xiao Ming, the little rock star, "I'm the Hottest".

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Fu Er Shao, who had a free and easy personality and a polite manner, would like this type of song.

"Hello?" a very magnetic baritone.

Jiang Fan paused, and said as calmly and naturally as possible: "Brother Ling, I'm Jiang Fan——"

"I heard it." Fu Ling chuckled, "What's the matter with calling?"

"Yeah." Jiang Fan couldn't help but relax a little, his attitude was sincere and unobtrusive, "Something happened, I want to ask Brother Ling for help."

Fu Ling hummed, "Come to Xingyue, let's talk face to face."

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you Brother Ling."

"You're welcome." Fu Ling replied and hung up the phone.

Jiang Fan smiled, not seeing him for many years, but Second Young Master Fu is still so resolute.

He clicked on WeChat, sent a message to Hao Liang, then put down his phone, took a leisurely shower, and began to choose clothes in the cabinet.

A whole wall, four floor cabinets, three and a half filled with Lin Hai's clothes, only half of which belonged to him.

Lin Hai often ridiculed him for being a straight man, who doesn't buy clothes, doesn't like to dress up, and doesn't pay attention to image, but he doesn't know that he just wants to leave the little money for him who loves shopping.

Jiang Fan put on the last windbreaker, and whistled at the radiant handsome boy in the mirror,

——If the 30-year-old can maintain this state, will Lin Hai still be willing to cheat?

Jiang Fan pinched his stiff left cheek and smiled carelessly.

Whether you can make a good turnaround account depends on tonight.

***

Xingyue Bar is located within the second ring road, the most prosperous part of the imperial capital.

Although the name is "Bar", it is actually a very high-end entertainment club, with three floors above ground and two floors below ground, operating various legal businesses.

Jiang Fan was a resident singer here before signing the contract, so he is very familiar with the layout of the bar.Boxes on the first floor, an open bar on the second floor, and Fu Ling's private domain on the third floor.

He turned up to the second floor familiarly, and saw the oval wraparound bar in the center of the hall at a glance.

Behind the bar stood a dark and thin bartender, shaking the shaker at him, "Hey, Fanzi, long time no see."

With a familiar smile and a familiar tone, Jiang Fan's eyes unconsciously smiled.

"Long time no see, little black brother."

Xiao Hei grinned and spoke with joy, "I was by the side when you called the boss. Let me tell you, the boss already has an owner. You only thought of it at this time. It's too late."

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's really great."

"What are you talking about me?" Fu Ling came down from the stairs, holding a bottle of light red wine in his hand.

Xiao Hei winked and walked away cleverly.

Jiang Fan got up, and said with a bit of respect in his tone, "Brother Ling."

Fu Ling patted him on the shoulder, "Sit down, don't be so polite - what happened?"

His slightly aggressive eyes turned around his face, and fixed on the obvious scar, "Is it related to this?"

Jiang Fan nodded, and said truthfully, "The company decided to let Lin Hai fly solo. As for me... I don't have a schedule for now."

Fu Ling took a sip of his wine, and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to intercede for you?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, showing a bit of ease and ease, "The company has company regulations, and I am willing to accept all arrangements. I came today to ask Brother Ling to see if there is any suitable work that I can do."

This is Jiang Fan's idea.

He didn't intend to ask Fu Ling to come forward to change the company's decision. After all, the actual person in charge of Yunxiao Entertainment was not Fu Ling.What's more, the friendship between him and Fu Ling is not up to that point.

After all, Jiang Fan would not be so ignorant after living for 30 years.

Fu Ling seemed to be satisfied with his answer, he smiled, and said unhurriedly: "There is a job - I picked out a few seedlings a while ago and planned to make an online drama, but those young people have nothing to do. Face, the basic skills are too poor, I want to find a few teachers to teach. Teach. Teach."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this.

Although a little disappointed, he still pulled himself together and recommended himself without humility: "Brother Ling, do you think I can do it? Before I was admitted to the Conservatory of Music, I studied martial arts for several years, and my body and vocal music are passable." .”

Fu Ling tilted his head and looked at him, with a bit of interest in his lazy eyes, "I think it will work."

Jiang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said along the way: "Then thank you Brother Ling."

Fu Ling smiled and said something else when the phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, his complexion changed, he gestured to Jiang Fan, and walked away to answer the phone.

Xiao Hei came over and winked at Jiang Fan, "Fan can also sing Peking Opera? No wonder, he walks so gracefully."

Jiang Fan smiled, looking at the stairs inadvertently.

There, a slender figure was walking down unhurriedly, with flat shoes printed with cartoon patterns, rolled-up pants of the same style as One Piece, and a slightly loose knit sweater, revealing the delicate collarbone just right.

Further up, there is a round chin, a slightly fat face, fair skin, and facial features as delicate as SD dolls.

Especially those eyes, which are slightly bigger than ordinary people, the pupils are azure blue like the sea, with a slight watery gleam, as if they can suck people in just by looking at them.

Although he didn't speak or make any sound, he attracted everyone's attention.

Jiang Fan's heart trembled slightly.

Such a person should be walking on the campus with a book in his arms, strolling on the tree-lined road covered with fallen leaves, instead of sitting proudly and calmly next to him in this feasting and feasting, with the eyes of men and women be good or evil.

...by his side?

Jiang Fan was rather flattered.

Countless gazes shot at him, full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Jiang Fan cleared his throat and showed the most appropriate smile, "Hello."

The little beauty turned her head, her azure blue eyes were a little surprised, as if she was still a little... annoyed?

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, did he regard himself as a bad guy who strikes up casually?

Xiao Hei coughed lightly, and asked solemnly, "Mr. Lan, is it still lemon juice?"

Lan Xi nodded, her voice was as clear and sweet as a mountain spring, "Thanks for your hard work."

Xiao Hei smiled, serious and polite, not at all like his usual hippie smile.

Jiang Fan shook his head, secretly amused.

Lan Xi took a sip of lemonade unhurriedly, and looked at him again.

Jiang Fan froze, not knowing whether to smile or not.

The white eyelids drooped slightly, and Lan Xi's gaze was on the empty wine glass in his hand.

Jiang Fan subconsciously explained: "I just made a glass of brandy and drank it all."

Lan Xi nodded reservedly, looked at Xiao Hei, "I want a cup too."

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, and immediately grimaced, "Mr. Lan, the boss specifically told you that you can't drink alcohol."

The little beauty lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, unhappy.

Jiang Fan looked at Xiao Hei questioningly.

The little black eyes glanced at the back of the phone call not far away, put his hands on his neck, and made a beheading motion.

Lan Xi snorted softly, and gulped down a big gulp of lemon juice as if angry.

Even slightly rude movements, made by such a beauty, have a different kind of beauty.

There happened to be a customer booking a table, so Xiao Hei found an excuse to go busy.

Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment, then bent down and got into the bar.He put his hand on the bottle of light red XO, and smiled at Lan Xi, "Brandy, do you want to try it?"

The author has something to say: Hee hee~ I saw familiar old leaves in the last chapter, and there are a few unfamiliar IDs~ Is it a new baby?

So happy!