I can't live, I can't afford to die

Fang Yizhe dragged a bottle of wine from the table, raised his head and drank a few sips, and then said to Xiao Xiao: "I know many investment executives and producers, may I introduce you?"

Xiao Xiao felt a little nervous: "Didn't you ask the company to make an appointment without permission? Don't you want to talk to Mr. Liang?"

Fang Yizhe shook his finger: "Don't worry about him, he got the film contract with his own ability, so he has nothing to blame. Besides, if you get the film contract, the film company can get a commission, won't Liang Shiwei earn it? It's too late for him to be happy Woolen cloth."

Xiao Xiao thinks about it too, and then thinks that many artists in the company are advertising in variety shows outside, and Liang Shiwei has never said anything.So he was relieved, raised the wine bottle and touched Fang Yizhe's, and shouted with a smile: "Then thank you, Brother Yi."

I thought Fang Yizhe would just say that after drinking, even if it was true, it would take a while.Unexpectedly, two days later, Xiao Xiao was invited to attend a dinner.

There were not many people at the dinner party, and Xiao Xiao didn't know each other, but after a round of drinking, he also understood that all the people at the table were trying to please the middle-aged man in the seat above.

After drinking for three rounds, he gradually figured out some of the ways.The man's surname was Qian, and he had a movie in preparation for shooting. Looking at the preparation and production team, it was a big-budget movie.

As a producer, the boss surnamed Qian is very capable of speaking on the issue of casting.All the men and women at the banquet showed their faces in front of him with all their strength.

Fang Yizhe kicked Xiao Xiao under the table, and glanced at Mr. Qian from the corner of his eyes.

Xiao Xiao understood, but he really couldn't do the other people's flattery.Especially when he saw Mr. Qian's shy stomach trembling and trembling, and the top of Xie Guang's head was extraordinarily bright under the crystal lamp, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but smile.

Fang Yizhe kicked two more times, seeing that Xiao Xiao was just sipping intently with his water glass down, without any reaction.Holding a glass of wine, he walked up to Mr. Qian with a smile on his face, half bent over, and put one hand on Mr. Qian's shoulder: "Boss Qian, since you have such a handful of fairy water in your hand, do you want to sprinkle some on for us too?" A little brother?"

Boss Qian tilted his head and looked at Fang Yizhe, with a wrinkled smile on his face: "Oh, my brother is also interested in this play?"

Fang Yizhe had half his chin resting on Mr. Qian's shoulder: "I don't have the strength to film, at my age, I can only squat at home, and at most come out to have a drink with you, Boss Qian. "As he spoke, he glanced at President Qian with his upturned eyes: "Boss Qian, what do you think of this little brother I brought?"

Mr. Qian caressed the back of Fang Yizhe's hand hanging on his shoulder with one hand with a smile, turned his eyes to look at Xiao Xiao, then turned back to look at Fang Yizhe, his eyes lingered between his eyes and lips: "You look very good, but It doesn't look very lively."

Fang Yizhe smiled and patted Mr. Qian on the shoulder: "Isn't he not familiar with you? He becomes lively when he is warm. Children, who have never seen anything in the world, will be afraid of strangers after all."

Mr. Qian put his hand on Fang Yizhe's shoulder along the back of his hand: "Children are as good as children, but I prefer sensible ones. Don't worry, there is a suitable role, and I will never forget your little brother."

Fang Yizhe grinned, leaned over to grab the wine glass, and handed it to Mr. Qian: "That's a good deal." Then he said to Xiao Xiao: "Don't give a toast to Boss Qian, and I will rely on Boss Qian to think about it in the future."

Xiao Xiao had never seen Fang Yizhe like this before, his whole person seemed to have no bones, charming and greasy.He doesn't like it, and he doesn't adapt to it.

Holding the water glass awkwardly and perfunctorily, Xiao Xiao's voice was so low that he could hardly hear it: "Thank you, Mr. Qian." Before he finished speaking, his face turned red with shame.