I read the minds of the whole family and I eat the melon, but the cannon fodder wife of the wealthy

"Yuan'er, haven't I received a few notices recently? I thought it was quite troublesome to deal with these notices, so I signed up with my family's brokerage company. My brother helped me choose the agent. It is said that the business ability is not bad. What about you? ,Do you have any idea?"

Cheng Lin looked at Qiao Yuan: "You have recently made a name for yourself in the entertainment industry. There should be many companies rushing to sign you, right?"

Qiao Yuan nodded: "It is true that many companies have sent invitations, but I am still hesitant."

Cheng Lin came closer to her, looking like she was listening carefully.

"I prefer Chuangyi, but the competition in their company is fierce, and I'm afraid I won't get any good resources there."

Cheng Lin nodded after hearing this: "Is Chuangyi that giant in the entertainment industry? Many of my favorite celebrities are artists under Chuangyi, such as Feng Lin, Hua Yangchen... Hey, if I remember correctly, Fu Xiyan's The boy band is also under Chuangyi, right?"

Qiao Yuan recalled it for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Fu Xiyan is also under the Chuangyi banner."

Cheng Lin said: "Chuangyi trains many new people every year, and they are indeed very competitive." She stared at Qiao Yuan quietly for a moment, looked at his innocent and clear eyes, and reached out to pinch Qiao Yuan's cheeks. :

"I'm a little worried that you will be bullied when you go there. It would be nice if you had a senior manager to take care of you. It would save you a lot of trouble. However, those famous managers under Chuangyi are quite full of artists..."

As soon as Cheng Lin finished speaking, she heard a message notification tone. She took out her phone and looked at it: "It's not mine. Yuan'er, please check if someone has sent you a message?"

Qiao Yuan took out her phone and saw an unread message from her tutor. The message was concise and to the point.

[Qiao Yuan, Mr. Song Yizhuan admires you very much after watching your school anniversary performance. He is considering bringing in new people recently. If you have the same intention, I can help you introduce him. ]

The other party added another sentence.

[This is a great opportunity, I suggest you seize it. ]

Qiao Yuan's finger fell on the screen and she didn't reply immediately. A bit of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Who is Song Yizhuan? It sounds familiar..."

Cheng Lin saw her raising her head and asked, "What's wrong? Have you encountered any trouble?"

Qiao Yuan shook his head: "The teacher just told me that a gentleman named Song Yizhuan has recently had the idea of ​​bringing in new people. He appreciates me and hopes to talk to me in person."

"Song Yizhuan?!" Cheng Lin's expression changed, and she was slightly excited: "Isn't this the gold medal manager of Chuangyi? My favorite artist Hua Yangchen is under him."

Hua Yangchen is a three-gold actor with an excellent reputation in domestic entertainment.

Cheng Lin pulled out the Baidu entry and showed it to Qiao Yuan.

Only then did Qiao Yuan realize how great Mr. Song Yizhuan was. He was the living signature of Chuangyi Entertainment, and had produced several movie kings and queens, as well as a top-notch artist who had exploded in popularity. Coincidentally, Fu Xiyan is also one of the artists under his name.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help but get excited when she thought of this, but she soon forced herself to calm down. Song Yizhuan's requirements must be very high, and the other party did not give a clear intention to cooperate. The meeting and interview he mentioned should be a test.

Cheng Lin seemed to have thought of this as well. She patted Qiao Yuan on the shoulder: "It feels a little difficult, but I believe you, Yuan'er, will be fine. This position is tailor-made for you."

Qiao Yuan nodded firmly. He would definitely have to go through various trials and tribulations before making more money.

Qiao Yuan took out her cell phone again. She sent a message to her instructor expressing her willingness to meet with Song Yizhuan.

About two minutes later, a message was sent over there:

[OK, I have contacted Mr. Song’s assistant and he said that if he has time, he will come to the Blue Print Cafe at ten o’clock on Thursday morning. ]

Qiao Yuan's fingers flew and she typed the word "good".

*

Bai Zhou found out from her friends in the circle that Song Yizhuan was going to bring a new member. Her heart was already eager to give it a try, and she subconsciously thought of Fu Xiyan. Isn't Fu Xiyan an artist under Song Yizhuan? I think their relationship should be pretty good.

After receiving Bai Zhou's call, Fu Xiyan put down all arrangements and ran over without stopping. His eyes were bright: "Zhou'er, what do you want to see me for? You haven't seen me for a long time."

Bai Zhou looked at Fu Xiyan: "Xiao Yan, I remember your agent seems to be Song Yizhuan, right? I was a little excited when I heard the news that he was recruiting new people. I wonder if you can help me introduce him and say a few good words?"

Hearing that Bai Zhou came to him because he had something to ask for, Fu Xiyan couldn't help but lower his head, and his originally bright eyes dimmed. He soon smiled again: "Of course, but... Brother Yi Chuan has a bit of a weird temper. , he seems easy to talk to but is actually a very principled person, I don’t know if he will agree to me..."

"Ah?" When Fu Xiyan said that this matter may not be possible, Bai Zhou's face drooped. She paused and said: "It's okay. I know that the more capable people are, the weirder their tempers are. You just Just tell him, I believe my strength will never let him down."

Fu Xiyan nodded: "Okay, Zhou'er, you haven't had dinner with me for a long time since I last participated in a competition from abroad."

"I, don't we often eat together at home?"

"This is different." Fu Xiyan glanced at her resentfully: "My friend opened a French restaurant, and it tastes pretty good. Would you like to come and try it with me?"

Bai Zhou hesitated to speak: "Let's forget it, I have to..."

The roar of the motorcycle came, and Lin Meng took off his helmet: "Quick, get in the car. I finally borrowed the motorcycle from my brother. I have to return it later."

Bai Zhou then completed what he had not finished: "Xiao Yan, let's forget it. I've already made arrangements. I'm going to have a hamburger set meal with Lin Mang. There's a discount today. If you want to ask me out for dinner, why not? Just wait two more days.”

Lin Meng casually held a cigarette in his mouth, with a fierce look on his face: "Why don't you get in the car? Do you want me to invite you in person?"

"I hate it, why are you so fierce..." After Bai Zhou said this, he got on the back seat of Lin Meng's motorcycle with a shy look on his face.

Fu Xiyan was left alone to watch the car exhaust and struggle.

He couldn't figure it out, how was Fu Xiyan worse than Lin Meng?

He is handsomer and has a better temperament than Lin Meng, and he is richer than Lin Meng. The most important thing is that he never gets angry at Bai Zhou and yells at him, so what is the difference between him and him?

Fu Xiyan thought about it and said what was in his heart.

"Maybe it's because you're not as poor as Lin Mang, and you're not as domineering as him, right?"

The sudden sound behind him startled Fu Xiyan.