As soon as Tong Muhan found a place to sit down, he heard someone beside him sneer.

"Who will show such a picture of being fucked by others? Play big names when you get into the boss's bed? Forget that you are only eighteenth grade?"

The person who spoke was a newly signed artist of the company, named Zhaohui. The two were quite famous and were following the same route, so Zhaohui always regarded Tong Muhan as a competitor.

In the past, Tong Muhan's treatment was not very good, but Lin Longquan's ability is very strong, he is fairly fair to people, although there are many artists under his command, he has never been so thin-skinned, so Tong Muhan can occasionally leak some good things from the second and third line of the company Resources, but Zhaohui can't do it. His manager is a scumbag, and all the good resources are piled up for the most promising artists in his hands. As for how other people live, it is not within the scope of his consideration at all.

Just like this, Zhao Hui always felt that he was not as good as Tong Muhan. Even though their level was similar, the different managers made the situation very different. He was very unwilling and liked to run on Tong Muhan both openly and secretly.

Originally, after knowing that Tong Muhan had offended Boss Zheng and was hidden in the snow, Zhaohui was extremely proud, thinking that his day had come.But he never expected that within a few days, Lin Longquan was so clever that he found Tong Muhan's next wife. This next door was Zhou Zhiheng, the biggest boss of the company. He was handsome, young and generous. He doesn't suffer at all together.

Tong Muhan turned a blind eye to Zhaohui, he took out a notebook to take notes, because he dropped out of school, he has always cherished the learning opportunities provided by the learning company, and did not intend to waste his mind on arguing with Tong Hui.

Zhaohui frowned, "Deaf? Didn't hear me?" He cut his head, turned his head and shouted loudly at the other person beside him, "Some people just pretend to be powerful after being spotted by others. They don’t know that a fake is a fake, and it’s impossible to turn it into something, see, one day he’s going to make a big fall.”

"Stop saying a few words." The other party was not willing to provoke such disputes, so he couldn't help but persuade him.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhaohui sneered, "Is it a lie that he was late? It's just that the teacher doesn't care about him, otherwise it would be easy to be kicked out."

Tong Muhan still acted as if he didn't hear it. In fact, what Zhao Hui said was not painful to him at all, and the other party could play tricks, and he might not have the guts to ask him to make some small moves.

The pure theoretical knowledge of the acting class is rather boring, and everyone around is a little absent-minded, because there are too many academic terms, and only Tong Muhan in the whole class is always concentrating. He is studying very seriously. Can't help but say, "I will pretend."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the classroom.

The teacher who taught the class turned his head and saw Zhou Zhiheng's assistant Wan Renbin standing outside the door with a polite smile on his face, "Excuse me, excuse me, can Mr. Tong come out?"

Tong Muhan felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him in an instant, and no one spoke, but the eyes in that moment became extremely intriguing. He felt a little uncomfortable, but still quickly packed up his things and walked out.

"What's the matter?" When the two came to the lounge, Tong Muhan couldn't help asking, he didn't know what could make Wan Renbin call him out in the presence of so many people, so he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy .

Unexpectedly, Wan Renbin took out an exquisite lunch box, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, have you? Zhou Shao asked me to bring you breakfast. This is the breakfast of Fushoulou. Zhou Shao asked people to line up to buy it."

"This...isn't necessary." Tong Muhan's voice was a little helpless. "It's just a breakfast, I thought it was something big."

Wan Renbin smiled and said, "This is a big deal, Mr. Tong, at least in Zhou Shao's eyes, it's a big deal. I didn't say, Zhou Shao cares about your health, and told me to watch you finish eating, okay, The food is still hot, eat it quickly, I can go back and talk to Young Master Zhou after I finish eating."

The lunch box is made of pine wood, and there are special plates and bowls with markings neatly placed inside. When you open it, a seductive aroma hits your nostrils. Tong Muhan felt a strange growl in his stomach. He picked it up with embarrassment. chopsticks.

Not long after this incident happened, Lin Longquan heard the news.

He smiled and said to Tong Muhan, "It turns out that Zhou Shao is so hot. No wonder none of the people he broke up with before said he was bad. It seems that you are blessed."

Tong Muhan had a headache, "It's not good for him to be so high-profile, right?"

Lin Longquan was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"We're not in a normal relationship..." Tong Muhan didn't like Zhou Zhiheng's arrangement, but he couldn't say it directly, so he could only mention a few words to his manager, "I don't care what happens in private, but in the morning in front of so many people It’s too exaggerated to ask the assistant to call me out in front of people, and other people will feel uncomfortable when they see it.”

"Really? I think you're too nervous." Lin Longquan didn't take it seriously, "Young Master Zhou didn't give you any good resources, but he just cared a little bit, which is nothing."

Why didn't he get the resources? Boss Zheng's movie was bought by Zhou Zhiheng. Tong Muhan wanted to refute the manager, but seeing Lin Longquan didn't care much, he kept his words in his heart.

In the days that followed, Tong Muhan obviously felt that he was much more popular in the company. He used to be a little transparent, and no one paid attention to him when he was walking on the road, but now many people call him Little Brother Tong, with a bit of intimacy in his words.

There are also a few jobs he lost in the early days, and the artist who took over also took the initiative to come and said that he would return them to him, but Lin Longquan didn't agree. He said to Tong Muhan, "In your current situation, there is no need to take over the shooting of these magazines. , I will find you better resources for you, you should also prepare."

Sure enough, within a few days, Lin Longquan contacted a popular crew for him, and asked Tong Muhan to act as the second male lead.The set is in the shooting base in the capital, and there is no need to go to other places. Lin Longquan is very satisfied with this, and specially told Tong Muhan to show his own level, give advice on the role, and don't embarrass him by going to the film crew.

"Don't you need an audition?" Tong Muhan was surprised.

Lin Longquan looked at him amusedly, "What do you think you are now? It's not easy to get a role as the pillow of Young Master Zhou."

Tong Muhan was a little worried, "It's not like you went to tell the director without authorization."

Lin Longquan patted him on the shoulder, "You think too much about me, don't you? If I had this ability, would I still lead so many people under my command? Don't worry, the production team was approved by Zhou Shao." After a pause, he continued, "Originally, I wanted you to go to another costume drama crew. There are a few popular niches in that crew. With its momentum, you will be able to show your face on TV soon. But that crew is going to be in Zhejiang Province. Young Master Zhou disagreed with the filming on the other side of the water, I think he might not want you to go so far away."

Tong Muhan felt that Lin Longquan probably thought too much. The only reason why Zhou Zhiheng did not agree with him to go to another crew was that the drama was more important. Zhou Zhiheng had to consider the quality of the drama, so he would not put someone like him who came through the back door into it.He understood Zhou Zhiheng's approach very well, so he never expected the other party to treat him too well.

Unexpectedly, the arrival of assistant Wan Renbin the next day seemed to confirm Lin Longquan's thoughts.

The other party came to pick him up to spend the night at Zhou Zhiheng's house. During the drive, Wan Renbin said politely, "Mr. Tong, Zhou Shao is free recently. You can spend more time with him and contact him when you have time." , don’t just go there every time we contact you.”

Tong Muhan was slightly taken aback, "Is this too disturbing?"

"How could it be?" Wan Renbin smiled slightly, "Young Master Zhou is not that rigid person, and he would be very happy if someone talked to him more. After all, we all serve our employers, so we must learn to think more about them. .”

Does this mean that Zhou Zhiheng wants to contact him more?

Tong Muhan was a little uncertain, he had never been taken care of by anyone before, and he didn't know whether as a pleasing canary, he should stick to his benefactor all the time, he was afraid that if he was too warm, he would bore Zhou Zhiheng, The other party was younger than him, and had a higher status than him. Apart from meeting him once every few days, Tong Muhan didn't understand him at all. Sometimes, he even felt very alienated from Zhou Zhiheng.

He was a little embarrassed, "I see."

"Don't you have Zhou Shao's mobile phone?" Wan Renbin said, "You can call him if you have nothing to do. If you are afraid of being disturbed, you can also send a WeChat message."

Tong Muhan touched/touched his nose, "Okay..."

He took out his mobile phone, opened it, and stared at the WeChat interface for a while. Zhou Zhiheng's circle of friends was very clean, and they were all about work. Occasionally, he would post some pictures of eating, and Tong Muhan would post pictures in one or two of them. See your own hands.

He thought for a while, and typed a line on the interface, "Young Master Zhou, I'm Tong Muhan."

It's a bit silly/crazy, Tong Muhan's WeChat name was originally Tong Muhan Kevin, it was written like this, as if Zhou Shao couldn't see his name, so he deleted the jargon and sent "Are you there?"

Zhou Zhiheng did not respond.

Tong Muhan was not surprised by his silence at the moment, but he would be surprised if Zhou Zhiheng called him back immediately. During the days with Zhou Zhiheng, Tong Muhan found that the other party seldom has a mobile phone. He is different from young people nowadays. The mobile phone is just a communication tool, the other party should not be online.

He quit WeChat, intending to check Weibo, see what news there is, and pick a few fans to reply.Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhou Zhiheng suddenly replied, sending him a "?"

Tong Muhan paused.

Strange to say, Mingming was thinking about how to talk to the person before, but when the person really replied, he didn't know what to say to the person. After thinking about it, he sent a sentence, "What are you doing?"

The WeChat interface shows that the other party is typing, and then a sentence pops out, "Wait for you to come over for dinner, I'm so hungry, come quickly..."

This sentence was a bit playful, and Tong Muhan vaguely remembered that young and lovely Zhou Zhiheng back then. He remembered that Zhou Zhiheng was a little round and loved to act like a baby, so he held his hand like this again and said, "Brother Tong Hui, I'll wait for you." It's been a long time, why are you here so late..."

Tong Muhan only recalled it for a second, then shook his head and didn't think about it, the past is already in the past, he shouldn't keep bringing out the past memories.

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