A doctor who can't cook is not a good actor

"Director Sun, you won't be joking with me, will you? Is there still a vacancy in your play?"

"It's not called a vacancy, you know I have a granddaughter," Sun Guangye was a little embarrassed, "I saw that Fei Nan was born on Weibo, and he pestered me to inquire about it. I'm a bit listless, I didn't pass the exam a few days ago."

Both Xiao Xiaoyu and Han Qian couldn't hold back, they giggled.

Sun Guangye also had a helpless face: "Young young man, I am also very helpless as a grandfather. I didn't pay attention to let her hear about my casting a few days ago, so I insisted on asking him to try." He spread his hands, "Look, I'm really entangled and I can't do anything about it. Do you know what Sissi said?"

Han Qian thought about it, and tentatively said: "Try and not get pregnant?"

Sun Guangye looked surprised: "You also know this saying? I said where did these little brats learn it!"

Xiao Xiaoyu squinted her eyes in joy: "It is said that Dao Sun spoils his granddaughter to heaven, and it seems to be true."

Sun Guangye nodded: "I was too entangled and had no choice, so I agreed. Anyway, I have to audition. It's best if it suits me. If it doesn't suit me, I can go back and confess."

Han Qian nodded and asked about the audition time: "Don't worry, Director Sun, I, Han Qian, can run the fastest in this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing."

Sun Guangye didn't think about Han Qian's refusal, so he waited for him to write it down with a smile, chatted with Xiao Xiaoyu a few more words, and left.

Xiao Xiaoyu and the others walked away, and looked at her son teasingly: "This Fei Nansheng is amazing, first he caught Ding Jianzhou's favor, and now he found resources for himself with a program, it seems that you are a gold medal economy There's no use for it at all!"

Han Qian: "That's because your son is willing to give him a chance. But this person is really a typical example of God rewarding him with food. If you dress him up like a human and let him go there, ignorant girls will have to follow suit." He added , "Let's not talk about the girl, the boy is going to jump up too."

Xiao Xiaoyu was overjoyed, and teased her son: "Are you going to pounce?"

"Mom, do you understand that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests?"

Xiao Xiaoyu stretched out her finger and poked Han Qian: "Son, mother is not a stubborn old man who has to hold a grandson, but you should find someone to accompany you anyway? I heard Chen Feng talking about your usual appearance, and I thought Are you going to see through the red dust? Mom, I can be regarded as a person with good self-control, but compared with you, I can only be regarded as undisciplined at best." She looked at Han Qian with the same careless look, and she was just a little Twist the flesh on Han Qian's hand, seeing him in pain pretending to beg for mercy before letting go.

"Tell me honestly, do you have any problems?" After speaking, he looked at Han Qian's lower body.

Han Qian was unmoved: "Mom, don't read. Your son is fine."

"Talk to Mom if you have any questions, and Mom will introduce you to a good doctor."

Han Qian took a sip of the mineral water in his hand: "Why do I hear that you are expecting something wrong with your son? Mom, you have a bad attitude."

Xiao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes again, seeing that her son hid behind others and didn't even drink a glass of cocktail. He usually had no hobbies except fitness. He was really worried about his son: "Heart disease is hard to heal! Son, you have to remember that there are The world of mortals must not escape into the empty door."

Han Qian almost spit out a saliva, and wiped the corner of his lips with his hand: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. Why are you not proud of your son being so clean?"

"It's too much. Every time I go out to socialize, I hear those people say how children get into trouble and worry about it. I think you don't look like a young man. It's okay if you have never been worried about since you were young. If you live so well-behaved, even a little bit I don't have any hobbies, and I'm worried that one day you'll lose all your emotions and desires."

Han Qian was completely speechless: "No, nothing worries you, doesn't it also worry you?"

Xiao Xiaoyu sighed silently when he heard that he was acting like a tongue twister: "How about you live like a young man?"

Han Qian: "Yes, I see. I'll go back and sign Fei Nansheng. With this guy here, you absolutely don't need to worry that I don't have all kinds of emotions. He can make me angry once in three sentences on average." .Do not worry!"

Xiao Xiaoyu twitched the corners of her lips in a disfigured manner, and began to worry about this young man named Fei Nansheng—a good child, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape being controlled by his son to live an ascetic life.

"What is this?" Fei Nansheng looked down at the contract in front of him.

There was a perfect smile on Han Qian's face, which made him look more friendly: "Contract. Nansheng, we both know why you want to enter the entertainment industry. I think we will officially sign the contract, and more It's good for you to get a good understanding of Wen...Ru Sheng's working environment before he was alive, and get in touch with more people in the circle, maybe you can find something."

Fei Nansheng read it at a glance: "I think this is a very formal contract at all, and my purpose..."

Han Qian interrupted him, persuasively: "Yes, I think we have to do a good job in what we want to do. It's true when it's true. What's more, if you want to contact people who have been in contact with Ru Sheng, there is nothing better than working with them. It's a more suitable opportunity. Since it's work, of course it should be more formal."

The doubt on Fei Nansheng's face gradually turned into vigilance: "Mr. Han..."

"It's too strange to call Mister. If you want to work together in the future, just call me Han Qian."

"...Okay, Han Qian, why did you suddenly think of signing me? According to my observation, you really don't look like a..." Fei Nansheng paused, and changed the word "good guy", "So Enthusiastic people."

Han Qian thought nonsense, so why not get up early.

"Nansheng, I think you should understand that your purpose of coming here will cause me a lot of trouble." Han Qian looked at the other party with satisfaction and nodded, "In that case, I won't do it if I don't look at you." Don't worry. I happen to be a manager, and you signed a contract to be an artist, which is completely mutual benefit and no delay. Don't think about it, sign it! My commission is not high, and you can use it to earn activity funds."

"Besides, in our circle, if people are willing to deal with you, either you are also in this circle, or you have the resources, otherwise, who is willing to waste this time? Do you think you can ask anything with a press card? Believe it or not, Wen As soon as the words "Jiajia" are uttered, people stop talking. What's more, you have to give an outline before the interview, Nan Sheng, your original method will not work at all."

Fei Nansheng looked at the pen handed over by Han Qian, and read the contract carefully again: "I don't care about the commission, I just hope that the contract can be terminated immediately after completing the investigation, can this be written in?"

Han Qian thought about it for a while, nodded, and after adding Fei Nansheng's conditions, he typed again, signed his name and handed it to the other party.

Han Qian watched Fei Nansheng sign his name with a smile on his face, and happily offered a glass of water to the other party, then put away the document, sat in front of Fei Nansheng, cleared his throat, and handed it over again A piece of paper, said: "Then Nansheng, you are the artist I will officially take over from now on. I hope you will strictly implement all the contents on this paper."

Fei Nansheng took it over in confusion, only to see a bunch of requirements listed above: "The mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day, and no matter where you go, you must report to Han Qian. No smoking, no drinking, no clubbing, no private To change the look, the account passwords of all public platforms must be shared with Han Qian, and Han Qian must be asked to repost comments.”

Fei Nansheng looked through a series of prohibitions with a blank expression, and finally collapsed when he saw a series of requirements for clothing: "I can understand the others, why do you even care about the brand of clothes I wear?"

Han Qian completely forgot how he gently persuaded the other party to sign the contract just now. Although his smile remained the same at this moment, his tone changed to that of a director: "Fei Nansheng, you have to understand that an artist is a commodity, and part of the value of a commodity is Depends on his packaging. In private, you almost always buy a dozen plaid shirts and sweaters that look like they have been scratched by cats for 100 yuan in private. How can I take them out to negotiate prices with others? If I give you Pull endorsement, people will not come when they see your attire!"

No matter how dull Fei Nansheng was, he could still feel the strong contempt in his tone. He was completely confused by this person who could turn his attitude 180 degrees in an instant. He calmed himself down for a few seconds and began to fight for his rights.

"I can definitely cooperate during working hours, but can I do whatever I want in private?"

"As soon as you go out, whether it's for work or to buy soy sauce, as soon as you step out of the door of your dormitory, you must complete all the above requirements."

The unquestionable toughness in Han Qian's tone made Fei Nansheng raise his voice: "This is a violation of human rights, and there is no provision in the contract!"

"Who said no?" Han Qian took the time to open the contract, flipped through a few pages, and showed Fei Nansheng a few words: "Party B must obey all work-related requirements of Party A."

"..."

Han Qian didn't care about Fei Nansheng's expression: "Being an artist is never an eight-hour job. As long as you are exposed to the crowd, it is part of the job. Nansheng, I believe you will be able to meet all my requirements. "

Fei Nansheng held the paper and remained silent, Han Qian ignored him and took out a timetable and a stack of papers: "There will be an audition the day after tomorrow, it will be your first role, it is very rare, you should take care of it, this is an audition The script used. It’s too late to change all the clothes, I made an appointment with the stylist Xiao Li, and he will accompany you to buy some clothes.” Han Qian looked at his watch, “It’s almost time, this is the card, you just Wait for him at the company and read the script by the way, Xiao Li has your phone number, he will call you when he is busy."

He patted Fei Nansheng on the shoulder, stuffed a bunch of things into his hands, and walked out triumphantly.

He laughed at everyone he saw along the way, and he was a good-looking person, so he laughed all the way, and he laughed like a spring breeze.

A few girls who were stunned by his smile came to their senses and gathered together to study what happened to Han Dashen today. They smiled very attractively. They were chatting happily when they saw Han Qian walking back.Although there was still a smile on his face, it was much restrained compared to the smile that could make people laugh like a peach blossom just now.

Han Qian worked hard for many years to practice his skills to barely maintain a smile on his face. The requirements on that piece of paper were naturally necessary, but many of them were indeed deliberately added by him to embarrass Fei Nansheng.During these days of observation, Han Qian has already learned that Fei Nansheng is the kind of person who only needs to abide by the rules.As long as he thinks it is a reasonable rule, he will implement it to the end.Therefore, seeing the embarrassment on Fei Nansheng's face made Han Qian, who had eaten turtles a few times, not to mention how happy he was.

It's just that he didn't expect the happiness to come and go faster, so he took the elevator to the parking lot humming a song and received a call from Fei Nansheng.

"Hello, Mr. Han, I'm Fei Nansheng. Xiao Li just contacted me and said that he just came back from a business trip. He's already in the shopping mall. Let me go by myself."

"Then you go there by yourself." Han Qian was still fooling around, with a hint of a smile in his tone.

"Didn't you just say that as soon as I step out of the dormitory gate, I must pay attention to my attire? I still buy a dozen plaid shirts for 100 yuan. Isn't it against the rules to go out?"

"..."

"So I think it's better to trouble Mr. Han to give me a ride. You and I will go all the way, so that if I make any mistakes, you can correct them immediately."

Han Qian held the phone for a long time and didn't come back to his senses. How could this guy say such annoying things in such a flat voice?