divorce?No talking! 【Entertainment】

Zhong Shaolin nodded, "I know."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the supplementary agreement of the contract with his finger, "Here I have made a supplement. This contract fully respects all decisions of Party B."

The pen in Zhou Huai's hand was pointing up and down to the supplementary agreement in front of him, feeling the resistance from all over his body.He never liked to take advantage of others.Even if this person is the younger brother's husband.

But now he has to take advantage of the other party, because he wants to quickly jump out of this complicated relationship.

In the end, it was the latter who took the top spot. He picked up a pen and wrote his name in the signature place.

Zhong Shaolin handed him the inkpad, and Zhou Huai pressed his handprint.

After putting away the contract, Zhong Shaolin stretched out his hand to him with a smile on his face, "Welcome to Shengrui."

Zhou Huai stared at his hand, and after a while, he reluctantly raised his hand and touched his hand, "Thank you."

When he was about to pull his hand out, Zhong Shaolin's little finger hooked his palm, and Zhou Huai suddenly raised his head.

The hands of the two had already been loosened. Zhong Shaolin looked into his eyes and raised his eyebrows in doubt, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Huai's eyes were like a sharp knife, as if he wanted to see the depths of his heart, but Zhong Shaolin's eyes were very calm, without the slightest expression of guilt.

Zhou Huai tilted his head in wonder, could it be his illusion just now?

"It's nothing." Zhou Huai said lightly, withdrawing his gaze.

"Now that you are a signed artist of our Shengrui, I will arrange a work assistant for you." Zhong Shaolin returned to the topic of work and said very efficiently: "As for your agent, I will let the company's side help you deal with related issues.”

Zhou Huai admired Zhong Shaolin's efficiency, but he heard something wrong, "You just said that Fang Shi will temporarily help me deal with the problem. What do you mean by that?"

The corner of Zhong Shaolin's mouth hooked up, admiring his sharpness, he said, "You know the gold medal manager Wang Zhuo, right?"

If Zhou Huai hadn't set foot in the entertainment circle, then he definitely didn't know Wang Zhuo.But now he has been in contact with the entertainment industry, and he has also heard Tan Xinyue mention this person. After all, this person once brought out a film king and a Shidi, and it is quite proud to have such achievements.

"Well, I've heard of it."

"I'm planning to recruit Wang Zhuo here to be your manager." Zhong Shaolin sat on the chair and tapped the table with his fingers. A relatively good artist has limited energy, so I said temporarily. I hope Wang Zhuo will only take you alone, so that you can grow up faster."

Zhou Huai nodded thoughtfully, "Wang Zhuo's ability is indeed good, but as far as I know, he is in a semi-retired state now, and it may not be easy for him to come out."

"Wang Zhuo really doesn't bring artists much anymore." Zhong Shaolin said, "But I don't think he doesn't bring artists because he doesn't want to be an agent, but because he hasn't met any artists who make him full of enthusiasm. Retire?"

Zhou Huai also thinks the same way, if the other party really doesn't want to be this manager, he can just change careers.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll contact Wang Zhuo privately first to see what he means."

Zhou Huai shook his head, "Didn't you say that the reason why he is semi-retired is because he didn't meet an artist who made him full of energy? If your idea is right, then it's not appropriate for you to come forward. After all, the problem lies with the artist. Not on the entertainment company."

This idea directly hit the point, and obviously coincided with Zhong Shaolin's idea, he raised his eyebrows with interest, "What do you think?"

"You tell me where to find him, and I want to come and visit him myself."

"As far as I know, he has returned to his hometown, a small village called Wangjiaba," Zhong Shaolin frowned, "The economy of that small village is very backward, and the transportation is quite inconvenient. I didn't inquire about it, or I'll ask your assistant to run around first, and you can go there after inquiring about it."

A careless smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Huai's mouth, "A place that is far behind is still a place where people live, and I'm not so delicate that I let others explore the way first."

"Okay," Zhong Shaolin nodded appreciatively, "I'll ask your assistant to give you the address."

Zhou Huai nodded, feeling that the two had finished what they had to say, stood up and wanted to leave.

As a result, Zhong Shaolin, who was behind him, spoke again, "Although the filming of Chang'an Song has been finished, it has been in post-production. Now we have agreed with the platform on the broadcast time, which will be at the beginning of next month."

Zhou Huai's footsteps paused. Anyway, Chang'an Song is his first serious work, and he has put a lot of energy into this TV series. He has been paying attention to Chang'an Song. Not aired.

"In order to increase your popularity, the company will buy a few related hot searches, and let the major marketing accounts help you promote it." Zhong Shaolin continued, "Your Weibo has not been active for half a year, and this period is the best If you don't have time, transfer your Weibo account to Fang Shi and ask him to help you do business."

Zhou Huai knows that sometimes the artist's Weibo is not in business, and there is a related team to help, although Tan Xinyue sent pictures for herself before.But the textual things are all posted by himself.

Hearing this, he shook his head, "No need, I will post it myself."

Zhong Shaolin didn't say anything, and pressed the intercom line, "Let Lin Wen in."

Not long after the secretary finished answering, a young girl with a ponytail came in.The corners of her mouth were always upturned, maybe considering that the occasion is more serious now, she tried to press it down.When she saw Zhou Huai, her eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up again.

Zhou Huai noticed her reaction, and thought to himself, this little girl could be his true love, right?

The little girl quickly lowered her head and greeted Zhong Shaolin respectfully, "President."

Zhong Shaolin leaned back on the swivel seat at this moment and nodded: "From now on, you are Ives' work assistant and life assistant. If you have any problems, you don't need to report to Fang Shi, you can report to me directly."

The little girl named Lin Wen nodded like a pounding garlic, it's great, her dream has come true!As a result, he nodded halfway and came back to his senses, huh?If there is any problem, you don't need to report it to Fang Shi, but you can report it directly to the president?What is this operation?

"Why, is there anything you don't understand?"

Lin Wen regained consciousness in an instant, shaking his head again and again, "No, no."

"I'll send you the address of Wang Zhuo's hometown in a moment. In the past two days, you will go to Wangjiaba with Ives."

Lin Wen nodded quickly, "Okay."

Zhou Huai came out of the office, and Lin Wen took out one of his peripheral postcards from his body like a magic trick, leaned over and whispered, "Ives, can you sign me?"

Zhou Huai reached out to grab his accessories, feeling a little weird, except for Chang'an Song, he only filmed one issue of a magazine and starred in a spy war drama, how could he come out of the accessories?

Lin Wen saw his doubts, and squeezed out a small dimple on the left side of his face in embarrassment: "This is actually... a pirated version. I know I should support the genuine version, but I have no way to buy it. Ives, can you stop reporting this company?" Online store?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly raised his hand to solemnly promise, "I will never buy pirated copies again in the future!"

The little girl doesn't look very old, only about 23 or [-] years old, with round eyes and a little baby fat on her cheeks. She is biting her lip and looking at herself pitifully, like a little hamster who stole someone else's winter stock. .

The corner of Zhou Huai's mouth curled up, and without a word, he took a pen from the other party's hand, and signed his English name in a swish.

Holding the postcard, Lin Wen burst into tears of gratitude, "Ives, you are so kind!"

Zhou Huai asked curiously, "Are you my face?"

"Yeah." Lin Wenyuan's eyes widened, and he nodded his head like a hamster, "I'm still your CP fan, and I also like Lu Ye."

Zhou Huai didn't expect that after half a year, he would still meet his and Lu Ye's CP fans. In fact, he personally doesn't like being tied to other artists.

"Lu Ye and I are not CPs," Zhou Huai recalled Lu Ye's confession to himself that day, and then left angrily. Although he didn't pay attention to Lu Ye in the later stage, Lu Ye probably didn't want to have anything to do with him for this sake. Involved, he felt that he needed to clarify, "And I think Lu Ye might also dislike me being tied up with him."

Lin Wen shook his head quickly when he heard his words, "No, anyway, our CP fans didn't see that Lu Ye didn't want to form a CP with you."

Zhou Huai was slightly puzzled, but he didn't delve into it, and reiterated it again. "Lu Ye and I are just partners in a play, you don't need to substitute us in it."

"You don't understand the joy of knocking on CP," Lin Wen said seriously, "you develop your own way, we knock on ours, and don't disturb each other."

Zhou Huai was speechless and could only support his dizzy and swollen head with his hands.

At this moment, the elevator door on the sixth floor opened, and a man in a red baseball uniform walked out, followed by a half-head-short man wearing glasses.

Although Zhou Huai didn't know the other party, judging by his aura of treating this place as his own, he should be Sheng Rui's signed artist.

The other party put one hand in his pocket and raised his chin slightly, because he was tall enough to see his nostrils.

The man with glasses stepped forward and said to the secretary, "Is the president in the office? Fang Nan wants to see the president."

The secretary is a woman in her thirties with short hair. No matter how imposing the other party is, she doesn't give any special treatment. She responds to the man with glasses without haste, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the president if he's free now."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the phone and pressed the internal line.

During this gap, Lin Wen put his feet on his feet and whispered in Zhou Huai's ear, "The artist who has just signed with the company is very popular now, and the person behind him wearing glasses is his manager Wu Gang."

The secretary put down the phone and said, "The president is free now, you can go in."