My conditions do not allow me not to be red (rebirth)

Naturally it is true.

After accepting the fact that he was reborn, Wang Yang completely let go of his obsession with "must be popular".

What is red?

A-line, big names, superstars, is that something you can become if you want to?

forget it.

He went through the road of drilling and seeking, but failed, and the defeat was exhausting physically and mentally.

In his life, he didn't want to drink and laugh with the bosses of the capital again.

Just thinking about it is enough.

Now that he is reborn, everything will start again, he just wants to be himself down-to-earth step by step.

Just like someone said to him in the previous life: "You can't even be a small person, so you want to be a role?"

Wang Yang was dissatisfied at the bottom of his heart back then, but now he is very convinced by this sentence: indeed, he has not behaved well at all.

So now, he's going to be a little guy.

Little people in the entertainment industry.

Just like what he said to Luo Hui, "Three hundred a minute, that's a lot." He plans to start with a small amount of money, but in fact, the money is not small. Think about ordinary people outside the circle, who work eight hours a day. Hours, earn tens of millions a month, and he can make a net profit of 1 when he goes on stage to sing and sing, what less?

In the evening, in the apartment, Wang Yang and Luo Hui "looked forward to the future" while eating takeaway——

"Although the song "FLOWER" didn't make it to the charts, I heard that because it's popular and cheerful enough, it's played in shopping malls in many places."

"Let's start with this song, walk around, run commercial performances, and go wherever there is work."

"30 days a month, excluding the time spent on the road, if you work for [-] days, you can earn at least [-] to [-] yuan."

"Five to sixty thousand, it's very little for this circle, but it's a lot for us."

"You can turn over the company and repay the loan, and I can also save some. That's enough for now."

Luo Hui was stunned from the beginning to the end. He forgot to drink the beer in his hand, and kept looking at Wang Yang across the table.

There is no doubt that Wang Yang is very good-looking, and he is also the face of the former group: fair skin, handsome eyebrows, straight nose, because he is young, only in his early twenties, his whole body is filled with a hearty youthful atmosphere.

It's just that Wang Yang didn't talk much before today, and he was always careless in seeing people and doing things, as if he always had his own considerations, which made people puzzled.

Today, that is, in the morning when Gong Ling and Yuan Sheng left, after waking him up, until now, the incomprehensible feeling on Wang Yang's body disappeared at once, he talked more, and his whole person suddenly became It is very transparent, and it seems to be able to see him at a glance, simple and straightforward.

Luo Hui couldn't figure out why there was such a sudden change. Is it because the group broke up and the other players left, Wang Yang "grew up" overnight, and decided to support his future career and the current company with him like an adult ?

Luo Hui couldn't see through.

But compared to the situation in front of him, this point of "not being able to see through" is nothing at all, and he quickly left it behind.

Luo Hui took a sip of beer, gave a thumbs up, and praised Wang Yang: "It's really nice of you to think so."

He subconsciously picked up the airs of the boss: "I told you to calm down before, don't worry, becoming famous is a matter of time, let's seize the opportunity we can get first."

Wang Yang raised his eyes to look at Luo Hui, it was a little funny, he was going to die in the morning, but now he is fine again.

He ate the takeaway and raised his eyes: "Well, yes."

Luo Hui also began to look forward to the overall situation and future of the entire company from the perspective of his boss: "If the group is gone, then you can go solo."

Wang Yang: It wasn't him who flew, it was Gong Ling and Yuan Sheng who flew.

Luo Hui: "I'll change the group's official blog information later."

Wang Yang: It is necessary to change, the group is gone, where is the official blog of the group.

Luo Hui's momentum gradually increased: "I'll give you another salary increase."

Wang Yang raised his eyes.

Luo Hui thought for a while, stretched out his thumb and forefinger grandly, and made an "eight": "Eight thousand."

Wang Yang put down his chopsticks, leaned his elbows on the edge of the table, his expression was clear, and his tone was calm: "Mr. Luo, your company is going to collapse, and your loans are going to be repaid. Don't rush to attract foreign aid and reorganize. You still have time to raise wages for employees." ?”

Luo Hui didn't understand the implication of Wang Yang's words, and thought it was a compliment to himself, but he raised his hand boldly and waved: "It's okay, just add it." Not much added.

Wang Yang couldn't understand what he said: "Should I resign?"

Luo Hui almost choked.

Wang Yang: "Resign first, and then come to be the 'capital' of this capital attraction and restructuring."

Luo Hui raised his eyes and stared, swallowed the food in his mouth, and finally understood: "You want to start a business with me?"

Wang Yang looked at him across the dining table calmly, without circling around, and said directly: "I will contribute people, and you will contribute. The company on the bright side counts as one and half, but the income behind it excludes all expenses and costs, I am eight and you are two."

Wang Yang's expression was as steady as Mount Tai, his tone was neither fast nor slow, and his attitude was very firm: "If you agree, then I will partner with you, sign a contract later, and I will hold half of the company's shares behind the scenes. In the future, we will work together and handle things together , make money together, and solve any problems together.”

Luo Hui couldn't wait to answer: "Then if I disagree..."

Wang Yang continued calmly: "Then I will resign."

Wang Yang: "After resigning, don't worry, I will pay liquidated damages, sooner or later."

but in the meanwhile--

Wang Yang: "I will invite you to be my agent."

Luo Hui was taken aback for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong.

It means that no matter whether he resigns or not, whether he is in this company or not, Wang Yang is going to let him be the manager and take care of his future work?

Luo Hui couldn't believe it and at the same time he couldn't figure it out, so he blurted out: "Why?"

Wang Yang smiled and looked at him: "Because I believe in you."

Luo Hui is a very good person.

In the last life, the group broke up and they all left. Luo Hui didn't sue any of the three of them, nor pursued them for liquidated damages.

He picked up a new company with a new agent, and the draft was rejected. Luo Hui knew about it, and instead of laughing at him, he sent a message to comfort him, saying that he was good-looking, young, and would pursue his own future, and sooner or later he would be popular.

Because of his arrogance, Wang Yang deleted that message after reading it, and never replied.

After many years, they had no contact, and he did not hear any news about Luo Hui in the circle.

Until one event, he met Gong Ling.

Gong Ling told him that Luo Hui paid off all his debts by making money on his own, and started a company again. This time he was lucky, the signer became popular, and he finally turned around.

Gong Ling's tone was complicated.

After Wang Yang went back, he found Luo Hui's number, and casually sent a sentence of "Success, congratulations", originally he just subconsciously followed his principle of "whoever is popular will come to him" and did what he would do to everyone , never thought that Luo Hui would really answer him.

Unexpectedly, Luo Hui was very happy, and took the initiative to ask him to meet for dinner, and even introduced him to the popular artist in his hand without any precautions, let them know each other, get in touch with each other, and interact with Weibo, and let him chat for free wave heat.

Luo Hui is a very good person.

Such a good person is naturally suitable to stay by your side as a partner.

Wang Yang believed him.

Luo Hui listened to the phrase "I believe in you", after a short moment of stunned, he lost his mind for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

He wiped his eyes, sniffed his nose, adjusted his mood, picked up the beer in his hand and raised it to Wang Yang, "I'm just saying this to you", and drank it in one gulp.

Partnership is partnership!

Isn't it the fourth time to start a business?

Create!

A few days later, the apartment was tidied up again. Gong Ling's room became Luo Hui's bedroom, and Yuan Sheng's room downstairs became an office. In order to cut costs.

Luo Hui was in the apartment, oh no, the new office, logged into the official blog on the computer, modified the official blog information, and changed the original "FLOWER-OFFICIAL" to "Wang Yang-OFFICIAL".

Deleted the previous content and posted a brand new Weibo, the content was as simple as only five words "a new start", but in Mr. Luo's heart was full of deep feelings and all the excitement of starting over. For a moment, he was serious and moved, but——

There were very few retweets, a dozen likes, and three replies, two of which were still advertising.

Luo Hui: "..."

Wang Yang stood aside with a teacup in his hand, and patted him on the shoulder casually: "Steady mind."

Sitting in front of the computer, Luo Hui felt unsteady and could only adjust as much as possible by taking deep breaths.

Holding a teacup, Wang Yang gestured to the screen: "Anyway, there are a lot of likes, which shows how many people still pay attention."

The word "someone" deeply stimulated Mr. Luo's entrepreneurial self-esteem. If it weren't for Wang Yang, he would have been so sad that he would have started biting his cuffs—what's the matter, can you be a ghost if you're not a human?

"Contact that flower company." Wang Yang reminded.

"Oh." Luo Hui hurriedly clicked on the private message, because no one usually sends private messages to the official blog, so he didn't even need to look for it, and he found the company's chat page directly at the top.

Luo Hui tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, muttering as he typed: "Hello, the time your company mentioned, the singer of "FLOWER" and our artist Wang Yang just has a schedule."

Wang Yang stood behind Luo Hui, drinking water, said "um", and patted Luo Hui on the shoulder, it was good.

No matter how broken the company is, no matter how jobless you are, you still have to pretend that your schedule is full.

It's like a small boss who has no money and has to open a BBA to go out.

This is called routine, oh no, wisdom.

The wisdom of working people.

County H, which is more than 1000 kilometers away from City A.

Jiang Shuhui sat on the sofa and swiped her tablet. She usually swiped TV series, but there was nothing to watch recently, so she clicked on Weibo and looked casually.

She actually doesn't know how to use this Weibo. When she first registered, she asked to choose any topic she liked. Know where to skip, simply select all, and then the registration is successful.

I didn't notice it before, but it was only two days ago that I found out that she had a lot of people on her follow list, and she wore reading glasses and clicked in to see one by one. The boring and unsightly ones were deleted. There was a profile picture that was a flower, and the ID began There is a "FLOWER" one, she didn't order it either, but the profile picture was pleasing to the eye, so she just kept it and paid attention to it.

In today's swipe, I saw something called "Wang Yang-OFFICIAL". Jiang Shuhui was wearing presbyopic glasses, held the tablet farther away, squinted her eyes and looked carefully: Yo, who is this?

Weibo content: [A brand new start. 】

What a great start, so positive.

Jiang Shuhui raised her hand as if she was giving a thumbs up to the old sisters in her circle of friends.

A deep voice came from the entrance behind him: "Mom, let's go."

Jiang Shuhui brushed the tablet without raising her head, "Here we come, right now."

She clicked on the comment again, poked at the screen, and got up to reply to that Weibo: Come on.