The life of the dog is given by the cat

"Thank you." The assistant put a Band-Aid on Old Hei's hand, and Old Hei thanked him repeatedly.

"You don't have to be so nervous!" Du Jiangxu said with a smile, "Didn't you just ask for your opinion, or bite your hand? This psychological quality will also be one of the key training contents in the future!"

Old Hei nodded embarrassingly, and suddenly smelled a familiar smell, turned his head suddenly, and clearly felt Xueqiuer was beside him.

Xueqiu'er was hiding herself and standing by the side at the moment, glanced at the brokerage appointment on the table, and immediately understood what was going on, put one hand on Lao Hei's shoulder lightly, and said, "It's me."

Lao Hei shuddered, and quickly sat up straight, not daring to move.

Du Jiangxu looked at him, wondering, "What's wrong?"

Xueqiu'er said: "Tell him, you want to take the contract home and study it."

Old Hei hurriedly imitated: "I want to take the contract home and study it."

Du Jiangxu rolled his eyes, thinking that this person doesn't look very shrewd, and it would be more reliable to ask him to sign it quickly. If he takes it back and shows it to others, it may cause trouble again, so he smiled and said: "This is not very convenient. If If you have any thoughts on the content of the terms, you can mention them now."

Xueqiu'er sneered, and said: "It's funny, you don't let the other party take the contract away when you sign the contract? Don't you send emails to discuss the content of the contract? All of your contracts call the customer to the company after they are revised and signed. Can I leave? Or do you just see me as a bully?"

Old Hei hurriedly repeated Xueqiuer's words verbatim, but he didn't have time to match his tone and expression, and what he said was very inconsistent.

Du Jiangxu's eyelids twitched, and he wondered why this guy suddenly became so smart, could he be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?He had to apologize and said with a smile: "The company has company regulations, but I'll make an exception for you today, you can take it back, but at least sign a letter of intent with us first?"

Xueqiu'er smiled and said, "Signing the letter of intent is fine. Give me a deposit of [-] yuan first, and I promise not to negotiate with other companies."

Lao Hei learned to say it again, Du Jiangxu remained calm, silent for a moment, then turned to his assistant and said, "Go and make a letter of intent."

The assistant stood up and left. Du Jiangxu took out his mobile phone and said, "It's inconvenient to transfer the company's account to you immediately. I can use my personal one."

Xueqiuer thought for a while and said, "I want cash."

Old Hei hurriedly repeated: "I want cash."

"Cash?" Du Jiangxu was a little surprised. After pondering for a while, he said, "Cash is fine, but if you don't sign a contract in the end, you have to return it twice."

When Xueqiuer heard this, he immediately gave Old Hei a hand and pulled him up: "Then I won't sign. There are many people who want to sign me. I've never seen you bullying people like this."

Lao Hei repeated what he said, but his expression was flustered and innocent, without Xue Qiu'er's serious expression, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Du Jiangxu quickly pulled Lao Hei back, "You sit, you sit, I'll get the money, wait for me for 10 minutes." After saying that, he shook his head and left the conference room.

Two hours later, Lao Hei and Xue Qiuer were sitting in the living room of 305, with 1 yuan in cash and two contracts on the table.

Old Hei turned his head to look at Xueqiuer, and said, "1 yuan is a lot, right? Will Junjun like me?"

Xueqiu'er looked at Old Hei helplessly, and said, "Your Miao Jun isn't that rich either."

Old Hei scratched his head, looked at the money on the table again, turned his head and said, "Junjun said earlier that he didn't want me to be a celebrity, do you think he will be angry?"

Xueqiu'er pursed his lips. He was a little uncertain about this, hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's okay, no matter how unhappy he is, he would be ashamed to get angry in front of me. Don't worry, I said I would help you, and I will definitely help you to the end." of."

"Yeah." Old Hei nodded again and again, "If you want to chase Wang Luyan, I will help you."

"..."

"Old Hei, I'm back, what do you want to eat tonight?" Miao Jun walked to the living room while talking, and suddenly saw Xueqiuer sitting on the sofa, "Huh? Daxian... ... when did you come?"

He wanted to ask "Why are you here?", but he felt that it was not very polite when the words came to his mouth, so he turned a corner.

Xueqiu'er looked at Old Hei, saw that he was scared and dared not speak, cursed inwardly to no avail, and said, "I did you a little favor for Old Hei."

"Help?" Miao Jun glanced at Lao Hei while taking off his suit jacket, "What are you doing again?!"

Old Hei trembled in fright, quickly shook his head, Xueqiu'er smiled and said, "Actually, it's nothing. There is a brokerage company that wants to sign Old Hei as an artist, and I checked it out for him."

The movements of Miao Jun's hands froze suddenly, and only then did he notice that there were two contracts and a wad of money on the table.

Seeing that his eyes were on the money, Lao Hei put the money in front of Miao Jun with a smile, and said, "Brother, I made money, [-]."

Ten thousand? !Miao Jun was dumbfounded, Lao Hei sold himself for [-] yuan? !

He pushed away Old Hei's hand, hurriedly picked up the contract to look at it, and then heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that he just signed the letter of intent, and the brokerage contract was still empty.

He threw down the contract, glanced at Xueqiuer, suppressed his dissatisfaction and said to the old gangster: "Didn't I tell you last time that you are not suitable for the entertainment industry, why did you still sign this kind of thing?"

Seeing that Miao Jun was unhappy, Lao Hei quickly looked at Xueqiuer, who smiled slightly and said, "It's reasonable, with Lao Hei's appearance, he should really be very popular when he debuts."

Miao Jun pursed his lips, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to force a smile and said, "If he is so stupid, how can he become an artist? If he is sold, he has to give the money."

Xueqiu'er snorted and said, "It's as if I've sold out Old Hei."

Miao Jun quickly waved his hands and said, "That's not what I mean, I really don't want Lao Hei to be an artist."

Xueqiuer nodded, and said leisurely: "You don't want him to be, and you don't ask him if you want to be?"

After hearing this, Miao Jun turned to look at Old Hei, and asked, "What did you say when I asked you last time?"

Old Hei looked at Miao Jun, then at Xueqiuer, then at Miao Jun, held back for a long time, and said, "I want to be."

Miao Jun was taken aback, "You...are you serious?"

Old Hei nodded: "I want to be."

Miao Jun was a little speechless, and sat down on the sofa, looking at Lao Hei with complicated emotions.

From his point of view, he absolutely does not support Lao Hei's debut, but Xue Qiu'er is right, that is just his own idea, and he cannot make decisions for Lao Hei.

Although he reluctantly considers himself a parent and elder brother, that cannot be the reason for him to decide the life of Old Hei. He himself suffers from the distress of his parents' influence on his life. How can he pass this pain on to Old Hei?

Old Hei bit his lower lip, looked at Miao Jun's somewhat disappointed eyes, and was very troubled in his heart.

If being an artist made Miao Jun so unhappy, then he wouldn't want to.

But not being an artist...how did he earn so much money?

"Brother," Lao Hei said tentatively, "Are you unhappy?"

Miao Jun looked at Lao Hei, then at Xueqiuer, was silent for a while, and said, "I'm not unhappy, but... I just don't understand... Why do you want to be an artist? It's because you watch too much TV Do you want to act? That's different from what you think, it's not that simple, let's just talk about the script, and you can't read, what do you think?"

Old Hei scratched his head and said, "Boss Du said he would train."

As soon as Miao Jun heard the word "President Du", he picked up the contract and looked at it again. Seeing that Party B was indeed Siwen Entertainment, he put it down silently and said, "Then let's talk about training. Training always requires class and reading books? It's still the same problem." , you don’t even know how to read, how do you train?”

Old Hei rolled his eyes and shook his head sincerely.

Miao Jun sighed, and said: "I'm not going to make a decision for you, but I think your current situation...is really not suitable, even if you...even if you distribute leaflets like before, the risk is lower than this. .”

Old Hei muttered, "But...you make a lot of money..."

"Make money?" Miao Jun stared, remembering what happened two days ago, and said helplessly, "Are you still thinking about what I said that day? I was in a bad mood that day, and I couldn't choose what to say. I live here and don't have to pay for it." The rent and the monthly salary are also quite a lot. Even if you eat more than me, how much can you eat? You won’t buy clothes every day, so I can fully afford the expenses in the future, so it’s fine to keep you all the time. Don’t worry. Worry about money."

Lao Hei shook his head and said, "I want to make money, and I want to be independent."

When Miao Jun heard this, he couldn't help smiling, and said, "How old are you and you want to be independent? What are you going to do after being independent? Get married? Have children?"

Old Hei shook his head again and said, "No, I want to be independent, I want...I want to attract you, and then support you!"

"Ah?" Miao Jun was confused, "What do you mean?"

Old Hei held back for a long time, but he blushed unexpectedly, and said, "I want to chase you!"

Xueqiu'er was stunned when he heard it. Although he knew that Old Hei was short-hearted, he never expected that he could explain the tactics he designed for him so straightforwardly.

He turned his head to look at Miao Jun, saw that he was also looking at him in embarrassment, and quickly interrupted: "I have an idea about the problem of character recognition."

Seeing that Xueqiuer didn't answer Lao Hei's words, Miao Jun kept chanting in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "What?"

Xueqiu'er thought for a while and said, "You can be his agent."