After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

Zhongsheng Culture Group, a veteran entertainment company established 20 years ago.

On the one hand, he is an artist agent, and on the other hand, he is engaged in film and television production, with two-line development.

Let the popular drama bring actors, and then the popular actors will feed back the company's film and television dramas, and finally achieve a win-win situation.

Ten years ago, the bell relied on this mode to be in the limelight, and produced many hit dramas with names.However, as the contracts of the first-line actors expired one after another, Zhong Sheng's artists gradually broke down, and now, he has been reduced to the point where he is begging Jiang Jiating to be his first brother.

In the past two years, Zhong Sheng seemed to have committed a Mercury retrograde, and they would not let them broadcast anything they filmed.

The third chairman begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, went to all the temples in the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and donated a villa, but failed to find a miracle.

At this time, Jiang Jiating's job-hopping was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

To be honest, if Chairman Wei hadn't become much smaller in the past two years, he definitely wouldn't have shown such a refined smile when he saw Jiang Jiating.But others are poor and short-sighted, unable to raise their fists, so they can only retreat into the world with a bitter smile.

But Gu Zhuozhuo is not poor.

"Zhongsheng is going to close down? You can't talk nonsense." Gu Zhuozhuo slowly put down the cardboard box under the expressions of everyone as if he had been immobilized. Major shareholder, chairman of the board of directors."

other people:"…………"

Gu Zhuozhao looked at Director Wang again: "So, I pay for it, and I act. Is there a problem, Director Wang?"

Director Wang shook his head quickly.

"Uncle Wei, is there a problem with the company's selection of me?"

The former chairman laughed dryly.

Gu Zhuozhuo looked at the three people on the far right, passed over his cousin and manager, and finally fixed on Jiang Jiating's face.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have any objections to me?"

Jiang Jiating: "..."

Jiang Jiating thought he was dreaming, and turned to ask his manager, "Sister Ming, what should I do?"

What to do, what to do, Sister Ming is going crazy, there is no moment like the idiot repeater attribute who hates Jiang Jiating now.

She also wants to find someone to ask what to do!

What is the origin of this Gu Zhuozhuo?What's going on again?Where do the rich second generation come to play tickets?

No matter how desolate the bell is, it is still a group. If it is not split up, who can eat it in one go?

With this confidence, why didn't he call the wind and rain in the circle, find the most powerful agent, and build a studio that only serves him?

Shouldn't he drive a luxury car and buy a film crew to lie down and be the leading man, surrounded by many maids playing fans?

Sister Ming looked at him again, thinking that she really didn't blame herself. How could she have thought that a person of this status would condescend to play the leading role in such a second-rate idol drama?

Looking at the foolish Jiang Jiating again, the manager, Sister Ming, desperately wanted to find a time machine to slip in.

What to do, God, what to do.

Director Wang regained his composure, seeing that Jiang Jiating was panicked, he changed the subject and said, "Well, Xiao Gu, where are you going?"

Gu Zhuozhuo glanced at the head of the fan group who hadn't spoken for a long time, and replied, "Take out the trash."

The girl stood at the back before, and Jiang Jiating and his manager only saw her now.

Jiang Jiating's eyes lit up, and he said enthusiastically, "I remember you, you belong to the fan club, and your name is..."

Agent: "Orange."

"Yes, Orange!" Jiang Jiating heaved a sigh of relief, not knowing what he had imagined, and showed a business smile: "What are you moving, I'll help—"

He squatted down halfway, and before his hands touched the box, the girl with her head down suddenly kicked her.

The cardboard box containing garbage and colored ribbons slid past Jiang Jiating's hand.

"No, thank you." Cheng Zi's face was pale, his eyes dodged, he picked up the box and walked past them.

Jiang Jiating also blushed, his manager tugged at his sleeve, and whispered something in his ear.Jiang Jiating was impatient: "It's okay, it's not that you don't know these diehard fans. She will never tell anyone."

Manager: "Jiang Jiating!"

"Why? Aren't all fans like this? I don't care if there are one or two missing."

When it was over, he looked at Gu Zhuozhuo again, and said, "Aren't you chasing after her? You helped her carry the box and blocked her front, did you like her?"

The atmosphere was so awkward that it was about to condense.

Gu Zhuozhuo stopped laughing.When he was silent, he was unexpectedly gloomy. The manager, sister Ming, hesitated for a while, swallowed back the words of begging for mercy, and dared not say it.

"Jiang Jiating."

Gu Zhuozhuo said slowly: "Not only are you not worthy of being an actor, you are also not worthy of being an idol."

In the evening, Gu Zhuozhuo took Xiao Tang and treated the fan Chengzi to a meal.

She originally wanted to refuse, but later agreed by coincidence.At the dinner table, she chatted a lot about the entertainment industry and fans circle.

"Why doesn't Teacher Xiao Gu have an agent?" She asked, "According to what they said, you bought an entertainment company specially for acting?"

Zhongsheng has not produced any works in recent years, Chengzi and the others have never heard of this company name, and thought it was a small workshop.

Gu Zhuozhao said, "Just call me Zhuozhao."

He paused and said, "There will be, and I'm still looking for them."

Cheng Zi smiled wearily: "It seems that you really like acting, and the manager can't wait to join the group. I thought this beautiful sister was the manager, but it turned out to be an assistant."

Xiao Tang blushed and picked up a salt and pepper shrimp for her.

"In the circle, the agent is very important. You may be rich, but the agent has contacts. Later you can choose the best one among the companies you bought." She said: "This kind of thing, both It depends on your eyesight, but also on your ability. You can’t find someone who just follows you, it’s no different from an assistant. You can’t find someone who doesn’t agree with your philosophy at all, for example, if you want to act, he insists on singing.”

"By the way." She took out her phone and opened Weibo: "You can't take care of many small things, but it doesn't mean they are not important. The manager has experience and will help you arrange plans, such as this..."

Gu Zhuozhao and Xiao Tang leaned over to look at her screen, and it turned out to be a makeup photo taken yesterday.

Xiao Tang curiously rowed over one by one.

"The publicity that was released at noon today, everyone else in the production team has Weibo, which has become popular. But you don't, maybe the publicity department doesn't know you, maybe they forgot to communicate with you, but you will suffer a lot..."

As Cheng Zi talked, the hand drawing the comment gradually froze.

"Please brother!" She suddenly exclaimed: "Open a Weibo! Look at these hungry sisters, they are all starting to use your photo to report to the police station as missing! You are so hot!"

The promotional Weibo of the crew of "Dark Meteor" was retweeted [-] times in six hours.Although I don't know if the crew bought the data, but looking at the popular comments below, most of the netizens praised Han Ye for being handsome.

Xiao Tang read: "Brother Ye, face me?"

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

Chengzi: "Oh, don't worry about these details, you can register a Weibo now, and then call the director to let the publicity circle you. Really, brother, don't underestimate these things, times have changed, and the number of Weibo followers determines you The quality of the play!"

Gu Zhuozhuo immediately sat upright: "Okay, let's do it."

Naturally, there are voices of doubt in the comments, which are all expected.For example, those who feel that Gu Zhuozhuo's appearance is not masculine enough, and those who find out the name of the newcomer, worry that he is a vase with a face.

And the more sincerely fans of Han Ye, the more they would not accept him, and called their friends and companions to cry and say that it was ruined.

Chengzi comforted him and said, "Don't pay too much attention to what they say, just act as soon as you act, and the director will not change." She had never seen Gu Zhuozhao act, and she was shocked when she found out that his role was Han Ye , I didn't think he could act well at all.

"Anyway, if you manage your expressions well, as long as you look good in front of the camera, there will be fans who will cleanse you."

Cheng Zi put the fried and crispy shrimp into his mouth, with a sad face on his face: "It would be great if I was the one who fell in love with you."

Gu Zhuozhuo had already filled in his mobile phone number in the registration process, and the text message of the verification code popped out with a ding. He didn't answer the call, and logged out immediately after entering Weibo.

Cheng Zi said: "Eh? Don't quit, did you fill in your real name, I'll pay attention to you..."

"Wait." Gu Zhuozhuo lowered his head and called: "Hello? Wen Yue, do you have Weibo?..."

Xiao Tang was also struck by lightning today, and put his head on the table.

"Okay." The call wasn't long, Gu Zhuozhuo hung up and said, "I'm a friend who wants to be my first fan. Now you can join."

"..."

After the meal, Xiao Tang sent Gu Zhuozhuo back to the apartment he temporarily rented in Jiangcheng.

Gu Zhuozhuo bought a pack of mints at the convenience store and went upstairs with the bag.The plastic bag made a rustling sound when it hit his leg, and he swiped Weibo with one hand.

In just half an hour, "Actor Gu Zhuozhuo" had more than 2000 fans.

Bubbles of joy bubbled up in Gu Zhuozhuo's heart, and he even wanted to call Wen Yue again to show off.

There are only two photos belonging to him in the Weibo of the crew.One for a single person, one for a group photo with the heroine.

He looked at himself carefully.A decent dark gray suit, a golden blue tie and cuff buttons, and a stoic and indifferent profile.The hair is combed back, revealing a smooth forehead.

Gu Zhuozhuo thought to himself, it's still a pretty good shot, I'm so photogenic.

Anyway, it's a good start.Two thousand today, three thousand tomorrow, sooner or later one billion will be saved.At that time, he will be a national-level actor, enter Hollywood, win the little gold medal, and thank my partner Wen Yue when he goes on stage to accept the award...

"Ah, you are 302?" A female voice interrupted Gu Zhuozhuo's delusions, and he looked over in doubt: "How is Auntie?"

"Hey, I live across the street from you, and you just moved here. Did you rent it?" the aunt asked enthusiastically.

Gu Zhuozhao nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

This community is also on the outskirts of the city, only a quarter of an hour's walk away from Haiting where Wen Yue lives, and it is also very high-end.But after all, it is a community, and there are still sounds from upstairs and downstairs. He is not used to it, and he hasn't slept well these days.

The aunt said: "Is the young man's mobile phone turned off? Your parents came to see you today and have been waiting at your door for a long time."

"Ah," Gu Zhuozhuo lowered his eyes.

"Don't worry your parents. If you can't get through the phone, you should be so anxious. Go home and make a call!"

"Hey."

Gu Zhuozhuo felt like a fire was burning in his heart, and he panicked.

He didn't turn it off at all.

He left the Gu family, of course his parents disagreed, and old Gu Dong lost his temper.But ten years later, he can be responsible to himself for any decision he makes, and he no longer longs for the understanding, support and affirmation of his parents.

He said at the time, give me some time to prove it to you, and Old Gu Dong and Gu Mu clearly agreed.But within a week, his parents found his place again and let the neighbors see them "waiting".

After entering the room, Gu Zhuozhuo threw the mints on the sofa and rushed into the kitchen to cook sweet egg drop soup.When he was anxious, he liked to cook egg drop soup to relieve his anxiety. Halfway through the cooking, he suddenly erupted and shouted, "Sifeng!"

The walls shook.

"Sifeng! Did you hear that! Let me ask you, did you hear what I just said?"

In the drama "Thunderstorm", Gu Zhuozhuo would memorize all the lines and read them to practice when no one was at home.

The egg drop soup boiled, and Gu Zhuozhuo walked out holding the handle of the soup pot, and shouted again: "Damn! This child, oh—"

He couldn't hold it steady, and a drop of hot soup splashed on his hand. He subconsciously let go, and the whole pot of soup fell on the ground.The soup pot rolled away, leaving only a mess, and there was still a dull pain at the bottom of the trousers.

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

He was panting, his eyes were red, he skipped countless lines, and continued to say: "I am your father! I will take care of you! I ask you—"

He was looking for a mop in this strange kitchen, and finally found it between the refrigerator and the wall.

"I was not at home the night before, and you came back in the middle of the night. Tell me, where did you go before?"

Gu Zhuozhuo blinked, his vision was a bit blurred, he lowered his voice to imitate Sifeng, and read: "I'm looking for something for my wife..."

He yelled again: "I'll ask you! Why! I didn't come home so late!"

The doorbell suddenly ding-dong, frightening Gu Zhuozhuo to death.

He threw the mop away, walked to the door in a hurry, wondering who was it?Xiao Tang?

However, when he opened a crack in the door, he immediately froze.

"Zhao Zhuo." Wen Yue was wearing a bathrobe, and his hair was still wet.His face was pale, and his exposed calves and wrist bones were abnormally thin.He looked at Gu Zhuozhuo's tear-stained face with a bad expression, and said in a deep voice, "Let me in."

The author has something to say: Sifeng! ...to go home so late! ——From the drama "Thunderstorm".

Zhuo Zhuo opened the door: Why did you come home so late! (Hoarse)

Wen Yue:?

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