What bad thoughts can a double have?

Zhao Hongwen chatted with Song Chengyuan for a while before being called away by his assistant. As a well-known director, there are many people who want to have a relationship with him.

"When you want to make a movie, you can contact me at any time." Before leaving, Zhao Hongwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course my previous promise is still valid, and I will leave a role for your people."

Song Chengyuan bent his eyes: "Thank you Brother Zhao~"

With Zhao Hongwen's guarantee, he can go to Zhou Ming to negotiate with confidence.

In the second half of the party, Song Chengyuan quietly went to the back row and sat directly beside Zhou Ming.

"Hello, my name is Song Chengyuan." Song Chengyuan greeted him with a smile.

"Hello." Zhou Ming looked at him blankly, not understanding why this good man came over to say hello to him.

"I want to talk to you about some work issues." Song Chengyuan asked him with a smile, "How about I treat you to dinner after a while?"

Although Zhou Ming didn't know what Song Chengyuan wanted to talk to him about, seeing that the young man in front of him didn't look malicious, he agreed.

Song Chengyuan: "Great, if there is nothing else, let's go now, anyway, staying here is quite boring."

This kind of place where everyone gathers is nothing more than various posing and commercial bragging, and he is not interested at all.

Zhou Ming was amused by his straightforwardness.

The two finally made an appointment to eat hot pot at a hot pot restaurant.

In order to keep looking good on camera today, Wei Cheng strictly prohibited him from eating anything after noon. It was already past 9 pm, and he was already hungry.

Song Chengyuan took the menu and ordered proudly: "I don't want this, this, and these few, and I want one for all the others."

Zhou Ming hurriedly stopped him: "I want to lose weight, and I can't eat much at night. You order so much that you can't finish it and waste it."

Song Chengyuan said straightforwardly: "It's okay, if I can't finish eating, I'll pack it up and take it home."

Now he feels so hungry that he can eat a cow, and he wants to eat all the things he ordered just now.

Song Chengyuan complained while adjusting the hot pot dipping sauce: "My manager is really serious. He won't let me eat in order to keep my photogenic look. What nonsense, can I look good after a hungry meal?"

Listening to Song Chengyuan's rambling, Zhou Ming couldn't help but want to laugh.

"By the way, what do you want me for?" Zhou Ming couldn't help asking him.

Song Chengyuan raised his head and looked at him seriously: "Do you want to change to another brokerage company?"

"Change the brokerage company?" Zhou Ming was surprised, "Can I ask which company you represent?"

"My own company, Qingteng Entertainment." When the pot was boiled, Song Chengyuan picked up his serving chopsticks and swipe down a bunch of things, "Although my company has just started, I promise that the resources I will give you will definitely be better than what I have now. The company is better."

Although Song Chengyuan's expression didn't look like he was lying, Zhou Ming couldn't convince himself to trust him when these words came from Song Chengyuan, a 19-year-old boy.

"The contract I signed with the company will expire in three years, and I can't afford the liquidated damages at all, so I'm sorry, I have no plans to change jobs at present." In fact, the liquidated damages of the contract he signed are not that high. After earning some money, he could still pay for liquidated damages, but he felt that Song Chengyuan was unreliable, so he found this excuse to fool him.

"You don't have to worry about this. I can help you pay the liquidated damages." Song Chengyuan's advertising endorsement fee will arrive in the account next week. It's a huge sum of money, enough to pay Zhou Ming's liquidated damages. Although he spent part of his 500 million yuan to start a company, there are still more than 300 million yuan left, so he is now a small rich man.

He can earn so much money at the age of 19, which is much better than him in his previous life, although the money is all earned by Qin Shaohui.

Zhou Ming asked him in surprise: "Do you know how much my liquidated damages are?"

When the fat beef was cooked, Song Chengyuan picked up a large piece and dipped it in the mahjong, then put it in his mouth. The meat was delicious and delicious.

Song Chengyuan squinted his eyes happily. For a person who has been hungry for a long time, this is simply a delicacy.

"As long as your liquidated damages are within 1,000 million, I can afford it." Song Chengyuan said proudly, "If it exceeds 1,000 million, I will ask a lawyer to come forward to negotiate with your company. There should be a limit to the lion's big mouth."

Zhou Ming was so shocked that he didn't know what to say: "You, you are so young, where did you get so much money?"

Song Chengyuan smiled, and said casually, "Because my family has mines, I don't need money."

Zhou Ming looked at him with complicated emotions.

While enjoying the hot pot, Song Chengyuan suddenly received a call from Wei Cheng: "Where did you go? The party isn't over yet."

Song Chengyuan: "I'm eating hot pot with Zhou Ming outside, do you want to come together?"

"I ran away without seeing you at a glance, okay, send me a location, and I will look for you." There are quite a few paparazzi around here, and it would be great if some messy scandals were exposed at this time. alright.

After hanging up the phone, Song Chengyuan asked, "My manager is coming later, do you mind?"

Zhou Ming asked subconsciously: "Who is your manager?"

Song Chengyuan didn't hide anything: "Wei City."

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The meatball that Zhou Ming had just picked up fell directly onto the table.

He looked at Song Chengyuan incredulously: "Wei Cheng is your manager?"

"Yeah." Song Chengyuan nodded, "Of course, if you are willing to sign a contract with my studio, he will also be your manager in the future."

Zhou Ming was shocked.

He naturally knows what Wei Cheng's status is in the circle, and he single-handedly made many artists in the circle popular.

Song Chengyuan continued: "I have talked with Wei Cheng, and he is willing to take you along."

After being silent for a while, Zhou Ming couldn't help asking him: "There are so many younger and better artists in the industry, why do you choose me?"

Song Chengyuan said firmly: "I believe in my own vision, you will definitely become popular in the future, so this little investment in you in the early stage is nothing, because you can make more money for me in the future."

Zhou Ming: "What if you're mistaken? Maybe I'll be so tepid all my life."

In all fairness, he has been serious about filming every film these years, but the response has always been mediocre. Opportunities are hard to come by. For example, he and Song Chengyuan, who have worked so hard for more than ten years, have not been popular. However, Song Chengyuan has become popular all over the Internet with a single advertisement. After so many years, he has slowly seen it, maybe he will not be popular.

In order not to make Zhou Ming feel burdened, Song Chengyuan deliberately said: "It's okay, then treat my investment as a failure. Besides, if you sign with me and you can't even earn the liquidated damages for me in the end, then it's me." No more."

Zhou Ming never expected Song Chengyuan to say that, his calm heart couldn't help but fluctuate.

"I haven't sent you a definite reply on this matter now." Zhou Ming felt that this matter was related to his future, and he had to think carefully about it.

"Understood." Song Chengyuan nodded, "You can contact me anytime after you think it through."