Zhou Huai hooked the corner of his mouth, "I should ask you this, what are you doing here in this poor country?"

When filming Chang'an Song, he sang with Ye Xiuwen and framed himself for making Ye Xiuwen allergic.Although Zhong Shaolin didn't pursue this matter further, he felt that the two of them would definitely get no benefit.

With Ye Xiuwen's personality, maybe all the faults will be blamed on him.

Xiao Liu swallowed subconsciously, as if he was a little afraid of him, and said falteringly: "I am willing to come, what does it matter to you?"

"In this case," Zhou Huai said directly, not wanting to talk nonsense with the other party, "then let's do our own thing and not interfere with each other."

After Zhou Huai finished speaking, he strode up to Xiao Liu with long legs.

Xiao Liu's mind was not too slow, and he knew that the only attraction in this place was the golden broker Wang Zhuo.If they get the news, so can others.

He hurriedly ran after Zhou Huai.

Last time he messed up his allergies, Ye Xiuwen scolded him bloody, saying that he was not good at things.This time he said that if Wang Zhuo was not invited, he would pack up and leave.

So this time, no matter what he said, he couldn't let the opponent get ahead of him!

Zhou Huai watched Xiao Liu rushing towards him panting, because he didn't see the road under his feet clearly, and almost fell into the mud.

He didn't compare his speed with him, but walked forward step by step according to his own rhythm.

At this moment, an old man who was pulling weeds in a cornfield tilted his body and fell to the ground.The other party may be old and will not get up for a while.

Xiao Liu, who was walking in front, was very close to him. As long as he moved a few steps to the side, he could help the old man up with a single hand.

It's a pity that the other party only took a glance and then decisively withdrew his gaze, turning a blind eye and continuing to walk forward.

Seeing this, Zhou Huai pulled the double-purpose luggage strap on his shoulder, and walked up quickly.

It is said that things of a kind flock together and people are divided into groups. This is true for Xiao Liu and Ye Xiuwen. They are people all the way in order to achieve their goals.

"Master, are you okay?" Zhou Huai bent down to help the old man up, and asked with concern.

The old man wore a mended straw hat, and his purple face was covered with wrinkles of different shades. He frowned and waved his hands, and it took him a long time to say, "It's okay."

Zhou Huai did not let go, but helped the old man to sit on the ground. He took out a bottle of undrinked mineral water from his backpack and handed it to him, "Master, if you don't mind, drink some water."

The old man quickly said, "No, no, I'll bring water, keep your water for yourself to drink."

Zhou Huai didn't force the old man, and helped him get the water glass and handed it to him.

The old man took a few sips and recovered. He couldn't help but look at Zhou Huai and asked curiously, "You young man looks like you are from the city. What are you doing here in our ravine?"

Zhou Huai didn't intend to hide from the old man, and said bluntly, "I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Does anyone here ask you to find someone?"

"Do you know Wang Zhuo?" Zhou Huai explained patiently, "He used to be an agent in the city and was very famous. I came to see him. Do you know where he lives?"

The old man didn't answer him for a moment, but then looked him over suspiciously, "What do you want him for?"

Zhou Huai said, "I want him to be my agent."

"Are you a star?"

"No, it's just a rookie actor."

The old man continued his words, "You are looking for him because you want him to help you become famous, right?"

Zhou Huai instinctively rejected this kind of statement. He wanted to make it sound better, but in the end he found that what the old man said hit the nail on the head. In the final analysis, he came to Wang Zhuo for personal reasons, so he nodded helplessly, "Yes."

The old man looked disdainful, "You are all thinking of yourself, why did he agree to you?"

Zhou Huai collected his thoughts and said to the old man, "Master, my starting point is indeed myself, but I think we can win a win-win situation. I achieved my goal, and he embodies his value. You see, just like your land Don’t you work so hard to weed and fertilize these corns in the field, hoping they will grow well? In the end, they will give full play to their maximum function, which is not in vain for your efforts.”

After listening to Zhou Huai's long speech, the old man curled his lips, "I am quite good at talking at a young age."

Zhou Huaineng could see that the other party accepted his statement somewhat, and knew that the other party was a sensible old man.He smiled.But obviously the other party didn't intend to tell him the address of Wang Zhuo's house.

He stood up, "Master, I won't chat with you if I have something else to do, and we'll see you later."

"Let's go, let's go." The old man waved his back to him.

Zhou Huai went on the road again, and now Xiao Liu's figure was completely blocked by the crops and could not be seen.

When we arrived in the village, we could see low-rise houses at a glance. Although they were all simple self-built houses, they looked neat and clean.To be honest, it was better than Zhou Huai imagined.

Zhou Huai inquired about Wang Zhuo's residence with the villagers, and when he arrived, he saw that Xiao Liu had arrived, and Wang Zhuo was chasing him away impatiently.

Zhou Huai had searched for Wang Zhuo on his mobile phone before. He was about forty years old, with a square Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a suit and tie, and looked quite imposing.

At this moment, the man was wearing a white undershirt that was yellowed by sweat, a pair of black shorts on his legs, and a pair of slippers that could not be seen from the original color on his feet. His thick hair was obviously caught a few times temporarily. Stubble of different lengths protruded from under the chin, and the bulging bull eyes were full of terrifying bloodshot eyes.

People on the Internet are completely different from those in front of them.

Xiao Liu was determined to invite Wang Zhuo out of the mountain, but Wang Zhuo pushed him away, and even grabbed the door frame and refused to let go. Wang Zhuo glared, and was about to push him out, but he was ignored by the man who walked forward slowly. Zhou Huai.

Wang Zhuo hesitated for a moment, his bloodshot eyes were full of helplessness, "Tell me, which artist's assistant are you?"

Compared with the houses of other villagers in the village, Wang Zhuo's house is obviously much older. It is a mud house that has been in disrepair for a long time.The tiles on the roof are colorful, like shabby patches on trousers.

Zhou Huaiting wondered, other people in the village have built their own houses, Wang Zhuo, as a gold medal broker, earns a lot of money, but the place where he lives is more shabby than the villagers?

In front of Wang Zhuo’s house was a large poplar tree with thick branches and leaves. When the summer wind blows, the leaves that are as big as a child’s palm start to crackle, just like children’s hands clapping together happily.

Walking all the way under the sun, Zhou Huai was a little out of breath no matter how good his physical fitness was. He stood under the shade of a tree and breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm not an assistant, I'm a newcomer actor, my name is Ives."

As soon as Zhou Huai's words came out, Wang Zhuo was slightly surprised, looked him up and down, and finally raised his hand to touch the stubble on his chin, raised his eyebrows and said: "Others are assistants, you came by yourself, it seems that you are very sincere .”

Xiao Liu hugged the door frame with one hand and did not let go, took out water from the bag with the other and poured two gulps.In order to find Wang Zhuo sooner, he almost suffered from heat stroke all the way. After finding the person, he was full of thoughts not to let him run away, so he didn't care to catch his breath. He would see that the other party would not be able to drive him away for a while, so he took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief .

As a result, when he heard Wang Zhuo's words, he didn't bother to drink any more, and hurriedly strived for a sense of presence, "How can he compare with our brother Ye? What roles does he play? My brother Ye is all male number one!"

Wang Zhuo hugged his chest and snorted, "You mean the one in your family is more popular than the one in front of you?"

Xiao Liu didn't realize that someone had dug a hole for him, and said without hesitation: "Of course!"

Wang Zhuo said unhurriedly: "When you become famous, you start playing big names?"

Xiao Liu thought that the other party was praising their artist, but just about to nod, he was dumbfounded.

"It's not...playing big names...My Brother Ye is busy..."

"All right, all right," Wang Zhuo waved impatiently, as if the two of them were two annoying flies, "I'm not interested in either of you, you can go back wherever you came from!"

Just as Wang Zhuo was about to turn around, Xiao Liu rushed forward in a hurry, and he didn't care about the smell of sweat all over his body. He put his arms around his waist and refused to let Wang Zhuo go.

Wang Zhuo didn't expect the other party to do this, and his already dark face was flushed with anger, "Hey, what are you doing, let me go!"

Xiao Liu didn't listen at all, and kept talking, "Brother Wang, you can just sign with us Xingchen. Our brother Ye said that we will promise you any amount of remuneration, and there will be absolutely no counter-offer!"

Wang Zhuo, an old man, was hugged by another old man. You don't need to look at it to imagine how hot this scene is. Wang Zhuo, who was forced to worry, roared, "Get out of my way, and don't give me up again!" It doesn't matter how much money you give!"

Xiao Liu, who didn't care about it, was finally overwhelmed by these words, and let go of his hand resentfully.

Wang Zhuo snorted heavily, and patted his undershirt with disgust, "How much do you give me?"

Xiao Liu nodded, "Yes, yes."

Wang Zhuo said nothing, turned to Zhou Huai again, raised his chin, "Then how much will you give me?"

Zhou Huai could only tell the truth, "I don't care about this, I have to ask our boss for instructions. But I don't think it can compare to Xingchen's treatment."

When Xiao Liu heard this, he immediately hesitated, "Your sincerity is no match for us!"

Wang Zhuo's thick eyebrows stretched, and he looked like he was watching the show, "Your sincerity really isn't good enough."

The corner of Zhou Huai's mouth twitched, and he said deliberately: "It turns out that I was wrong. Manager Wang is also a mediocre person who is rushing for money."

Wang Zhuo raised his eyebrows. "Boy, haven't you heard that people die for money, birds die for food, people don't do it for themselves!"

"If you are really an open-minded person, then why do you need to go back to this closed Wangjiaba?" Zhou Huai immediately asked back.

Wang Zhuo snorted coldly, "Don't pretend to be smart here."

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