There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

On the sofa in the living room, Fu Ran and Zhang Yilei were sitting face to face.

Zhang Yilei took out a magazine, a stack of papers and a tablet from her small satchel.

Fu Ran took a look and asked curiously, "Sister Zhang, is this a four-dimensional pocket?"

Zhang Yilei paused, "What pocket?"

Fu Ran explained: "It's Doraemon's precious pocket, which can hold everything."

The corners of Zhang Yilei's mouth twitched, "No, just an ordinary satchel."

Fu Ran was very interested and said, "What brand is it? Can you send me a link? It doesn't look very big, but the space seems to be quite large."

"This brand of bag has been sold out, but I have a friend who bought it and didn't want to use it, and just wanted to sell it. If you really want it, I'll contact her."

"Okay, the price is about the same, so I bought it for my mother."

"to make."

Zhang Yilei opened the address book to look for her friend's mobile phone number, and stopped when she flipped through her.

Fu Ran's eyes were shining, and he said obediently: "What's the matter, Miss Zhang?"

Zhang Yilei said angrily, "I wanted to talk to you, but when you interrupted me, the topic turned to the Pacific Ocean."

"Eh..." Fu Ran laughed, "Then tell me what's the matter, and let's talk about the satchel after we're done."

Zhang Yilei couldn't help rolling her eyes, and sighed heavily, "I've never met anyone like you."

"I just met you." Fu Ran puffed out her chest with a proud expression.

Zhang Yilei smiled, "Okay, I won't be poor with you, let's talk about business, our magazine was released last weekend."

"Then?"

"Then it was No. 2 in the sales ranking of fashion magazines in the same period by hundreds of thousands of copies. Now the most discussed in various social media is the cover character of our Weishang! You are popular, and the whole Internet is full of your related information!"

Zhang Yilei looked at Fu Ran expectantly, she wanted to know Fu Ran's reaction.

Fu Ran had no idea about this, even when he heard Zhang Yilei say this, he didn't feel fluctuated in his heart, he didn't even want to laugh, he calmly said: "Then my salary is in place?"

"Cough cough cough-"

Zhang Yilei patted her chest, and almost lost her breath. She said in a heartbroken voice, "I got it last week, didn't you check it?"

Fu Ran scratched his head, "I didn't pay attention to the message."

Zhang Yilei told herself to be calm, elegant and calm.

She took a deep breath and smiled: "So are you interested in signing another contract with me? I know that I don't want to be bound to our magazine for a long time, so I thought about it and want to sign a short-term contract with you for half a year. Shang fully respects the wishes of models and will not force you to participate in some messy shooting and catwalks."

Zhang Yilei didn't know what to say anymore, she seemed to have a language barrier with Fu Ran all of a sudden, she slowed down, and automatically ignored Fu Ran's glorious square dancing deeds, and turned on the tablet to let Fu Ran look at the hot searches on the Internet.

"You alone accounted for the top three in the hot search. It's been two full days, and our Weishang magazine has followed suit."

Fu Ran took the tablet and clicked on one of the titles of "Wei Shang Newcomer Explodes Internet" to look at it. A few minutes later, he made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound.

"So handsome, this young man, his face must have been kissed by God, tsk tsk tsk, such perfect facial features, such beautiful long legs, such a small waist..."

Zhang Yilei quietly looked at Fu Ran and praised herself, she didn't feel very surprised, maybe she has gradually adapted to Fu Ran's rhythm...

Fu Ran boasted so much about himself that he was about to float, and finally he commented, "The photographers in your agency really know how to take pictures."

Zhang Yilei's conditioned reflexive business boasted to each other, "I can't hold back your good looks."

Fu Ran was satisfied after listening.

Zhang Yilei took a deep look at Fu Ran, put away the smile on her face, and said cautiously: "But having said that, have you really not received any news recently?"

Especially for someone as popular as Fu Ran, within two days the raging media can clean up his personal life, and the most powerful one can go back to three generations of his ancestors, but when she came here today, Fu Ran said that She looked like she didn't know anything, so she was very curious.

Fu Ran shrugged, "I really don't know, I go out to buy groceries every day, and I haven't seen anyone pointing at me and calling me a big star."

Zhang Yilei thought of a possibility, and she tentatively asked, "Is it Mr. Han..."

Fu Ran was taken aback for a moment, and then echoed, "Maybe it's really him."

If it was Han Chenkuang, all this would make sense.

Zhang Yilei said with deep meaning: "I have met Mr. Han several times, but it seems that I have never seen anyone besides Assistant Liu around him."

Fu Ran didn't change his face and said: "That is, you must have seen him in public. He always went to discuss business, so naturally he rarely brought other people with him."

"That's true." Zhang Yilei said again, "It seems that you have a good relationship with Mr. Han."

"It's more than good."

"Huh?" Zhang Yilei looked inquiring, waiting for Fu Ran to continue.

Fu Ran paused for a moment, and then said: "That's very good, we are good like father and son."

"Ah?" Zhang Yilei was shocked.

"Slip of the tongue, I mean we have a good relationship like two brothers."

"Oh." Zhang Yilei breathed a sigh of relief, "To be able to become friends with a big man like Mr. Han, you must be very good."

She still didn't know all about Fu Ran, secretly guessing that he might be a young master from a wealthy family, otherwise how could she know Han Chenkuang.

It's just that this wealthy young master seems to be particularly obsessed with money, um, he is a wealthy young master with a very personality.

Zhang Yilei stayed here with Fu Ran for two or three hours, talking to him about the responsibilities he would perform after becoming a signed model, and also said that he would arrange an agent and an assistant for him.

Fu Ran was surprised, "It's not like being a celebrity, what do you need a manager for?"

Zhang Yilei said: "Let me tell you the truth, according to your current development trend, you are bound to enter the entertainment industry for a while. You are not just a graphic model, you will act if you are good at shooting, and you will sing when you are good at acting. Here, even if it is a vase, there are countless people paying for it."

"This circle is horrible."

"The fashion circle and the entertainment circle are already intertwined. Well, it should be said that every circle can find intersections. Our Weishang magazine happens to cover a wide range of things, and we have a long-term cooperation with an entertainment company..."

Fu Ran gave a thumbs up, "Niu Pi."

Zhang Yilei waved her hand and said modestly: "It's nothing, the same goes for other fashion magazines."

To a certain extent, an editor-in-chief like her is well-known in the entertainment industry.

Fu Ran thought for a while and said, "But I don't want to have a manager and an assistant."

Zhang Yilei said: "You don't need an assistant temporarily, but you must have a manager. Without a manager, you can't rest 24 hours a day."

"Is it so exaggerated?"

Zhang Yilei smiled.

Fu Ran curled her lips, "Okay, it's just half a year, and when it's half a year, I'll slip away immediately."

"it is good."

"I have one last question."

"You said."

Fu Ran said sincerely: "Then what kind of broker's salary is paid by you?"

"Isn't it?"

It took Zhang Yilei a long time to hold back a word, "Yes."

Fu Ran smiled, his eyes bent into small crescents, and in an instant, spring blossomed.