The host, she just wants to lie down and win

Chapter 349 Feng Shui Master Broker (1)

Shenjiang Entertainment Company, headquarters building.

A non-essential agent interview was held on the eighth floor.

"That kid Wen Zhi, it's really amazing to become popular! Change the manager? Hmph, I'd like to see what the amateur manager he found can help him! I'm afraid I won't even be able to get the resources by then!"

"It's not that I want to go to the theater, I've come here, how about going in and taking a look?"

"Suddenly I didn't want to go. He rejected me in front of everyone. Who am I? I am the most powerful gold medal manager in Shenjiang! He Wen Zhi scorned me as soon as he became famous. I will remember it. Go back. !”

A woman with a slightly fat body sneered twice, stepped on high heels and walked back.

At the same time, a meeting room a hundred meters away.

The man in the first place talked eloquently, and everyone at the long table listened carefully.

In the next room, a teenager wearing a peaked cap was standing in front of the one-way mirrored French windows, observing everyone in the conference room.

He paused, and set off to the next door.

The door of the meeting room was pushed open by the young man from the outside, the hand holding the doorknob was slender and sharp-boned, but it was weakly pale.If you look carefully, his body is trembling faintly.

The boy raised his head a little stiffly, and walked in hesitantly.His eyes fell on the others in the conference room.Every time he looked at one, his pupils shrank unconsciously.

The person in the first place saw the boy's gaze and expression, and quickly arranged for those who had looked at him to leave.

After about 5 minutes, the boy stopped in front of the conference table on the other side. His hair under the peaked cap was already wet with sweat, and his legs were a little weak.His body was slightly limp and he leaned against the edge of the table.

A few seconds later, the boy took a deep breath and looked up again.

His eyes fell on the next target.

He...is he sleeping...?
Seeing this, the boy's assistant rushed forward, pushed the sleeper's shoulders and arms, and called out loudly: "Sir, wake up! Wake up! Sir—! Aren't you here for an interview? Don't sleep!!! "The little assistant at the back was a little displeased when called.

"Um……?"

A single syllable with no emotion could be heard.

The sleeping man lying on the conference table slowly raised his body.The thick and slender eyelashes fluttered slightly for a few breaths, and then flew upwards like a black butterfly spreading its wings. The eyes under the eyelashes were deep, like two clear springs filled with starlight under the night.

The man stood up from the chair, his eyes drooping casually.

The boy's hand hanging by his side was slightly clenched into a fist.

He carefully looked at the man in front of him.

This person looks like 1.9 meters.He was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, with white cloth shoes on his feet, and a gray cloth bag wrapped around his waist.Her shoulder-length hair was tied up casually, with a few strands hanging down in front of her forehead, but it didn't look sloppy, and she had a bit of fairy-tale laziness.However, his outfit is out of tune with this modern world.

Like many famous Western paintings, there is an ink painting.

Is this person... a fan of ancient styles?

The young man looked up again, and a bit of joy flashed across his eyes.He stretched out his hand, and pointed at the man in the priestly robe under the doubtful and disappointed eyes of others, with a clear and firm voice:
"I want you--"

"Be my agent."

The boy's eyes were slightly bright, as if they were filled with a few stars, shining brightly.

The man blinked his eyes slowly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, so deep that it was impossible to see through his thoughts.His face is beautiful and handsome, his temperament is as elegant as bamboo, and he is entangled with a few traces of laziness like the wind.

He asked lightly: "...Is it double salary?"

The teenager pursed his lips and smiled, "Three times."

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