Laid-off and re-employment

After drinking for three rounds, Yan Zhuoying ate half full and began to control the field, slowly bringing the topic back from Fan Fei's anger towards Zhao Shouye to himself, giving his right-hand assistant Zhang Fei Fei a time to eat.

After all, if he didn't eat any more, Zhang Bieyu would almost finish his food.

"I don't understand Mr. Zhao's meaning before. Does Mr. Zhao also leave Chuanxin to stand on his own?" Yan Zhuoying asked.

Zhao Xingxing watched him shake the wine glass in his hand: "Be bold, why don't you already have a mountain?"

Yan Zhuoying was stunned, and Zhao Xingxing immediately said: "My father made the letter, but when he passed away, my grandfather's family had some financial problems, and my mother could only sell part of the shares to cash out. Let the letter fall into the hands of my useless uncle."

He sighed and looked very regretful: "This incident was a thorn in my mother's heart, so there is now Tianwei Media."

Zhang Bieyu raised his eyebrows, finally raised his head from the fight with Aolong, and asked, "Tianwei? Is that Tianwei?"

Is it the Tianwei who failed to make stars many times, praised one and collapsed the other, has been engaging in traffic but never succeeded, and was nicknamed the demolition brigade?

"I think there should be only one company called Tianwei Media now." Zhao Xingxing smiled.

Both parties are in the circle, and Zhao Xingxing did not hide his company's repeated failures in creating idol stars, and directly opened the skylight to speak frankly: "Tianwei's TV series and movies in recent years have achieved good results. Our industrial chain is very mature, and our artists include many well-known actors."

He looked at Yan Zhuoying and smiled: "For example, Huo Hongyun's personal studio is affiliated with Tianwei."

Yan Zhuoying was silent for a while, and said, "Other companies came to me before, and they said that if they signed a contract, they would help me find a lawyer to resolve my contract lawsuit with Chuanxin."

Zhao Xingxing smiled when he heard this, and without saying a word, he directly opened his WeChat and let Yan Zhuoying see the chat records between him and the lawyer.

"I have already found a lawyer, and I will definitely help you handle this lawsuit well, and control the compensation for breach of contract within an appropriate range." Zhao Xingxing paid attention to Yan Zhuoying's expression, and asked tentatively: "Yes Is someone from Liangyue coming to look for you?"

Yan Zhuoying looked up at him, smiled but didn't answer, neither admitted nor denied.

"Liangyue has her own idol group, and they also have a Langheng statement. The resources and fan positioning are in conflict with you. I didn't mean to say that they are not good, but it is really not suitable for you like us."

Zhao Xingxing directly transferred to Tianwei's company benefits and attitude towards artists, and kept comparing with the lowest point in the industry of Chuanxin. In short, it is a pot with a lid. Yan Zhuoying's 24K pure gold hand-cast iron pot, It has to be matched with their high-end custom explosion-proof glass lid.

Yan Zhuoying was a little hesitant when he heard it, and had to say that even if Zhao Xingxing was drawing a big cake for himself, this cake could be regarded as an egg-filled cake with five eggs added, and it was so delicious.

And Zhao Xingxing didn't only care about Yan Zhuoying, he also looked at Zhang Feifei and said, "Fanfan will come to Tianwei with you, and we can enjoy all the company's benefits together."

Zhang Feifei swallowed the food in his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to say that I can, but suddenly Zhang Bieyu on the same side met his eyes, and the words swirled in his mouth in an instant, and it became in his heart that guest officials are not allowed, and my contract is not here.

Zhang Bieyu glanced at Zhao Xingxing.

Good guy, poaching corners in front of your face?

He slowly put down the soup bowl in his hand, smiled at Zhao Xingxing, and asked warmly: "Mr. Zhao, didn't there be news that Tianwei disbanded its boy group and related teams? Did it re-establish the team?" ?"

"Basically yes." Zhao Xingxing looked at him with a smile, "Because my mother finally realized clearly that an idol star really has to be in line with the public's eyes, a small one will hurt the body, a big one will hurt the body, and a strong one will be destroyed. I can't make it myself. , Just buy it."

Zhang Bieyu raised his eyebrows: "So you fell in love with Zhuoying?"

"It just so happens that Zhuoying is about to terminate the contract, and it happens that we need top-level traffic like Zhuoying. A strong alliance with fate is a match made in heaven."

Zhao Xingxing was smiling, and Zhang Bieyu wanted to applaud. It would be a pity not to be a wedding master of ceremonies with this mouth, at least 500 yuan an hour can be charged.

"If I set up my own studio and affiliate with Tianwei, is that okay?" Yan Zhuoying looked at him, "As for the manager..."

Zhao Xingxing leaned back on his chair and smiled: "The manager Dong Qiu who Chuanxin is taking you with is the nephew of Zhao Shouye's secretary Dong Dali. You probably don't want him to follow you, do you?"

Yan Zhuoying's face changed slightly, he paused and said, "If possible, I really want him to go as far as he can."

Zhang Bieyu was somewhat surprised when he heard Yan Zhuoying say such rude words for the first time, it should be a ruthless character to make Yan Zhuoying, a man with a good temper, angry.

Zhao Xingxing looked at him with his arms crossed and said: "So we have been trying to contact your former manager Song Taoqiu, but because she deleted many people's contact information, we have not been able to contact her, and we don't know what she is doing now. "

Work as a lobby manager in my store, thank you.

Zhang Bieyu was happy, it was already the second time poaching someone in front of him, he folded his arms and looked at Zhao Xingxing, he didn't know whether he should be angry because of him stealing someone from himself, or should praise him for having the same vision as his own.

In the midst of emotional tension, he slowly said: "Sister Tao, I can get in touch. If you need me, I can give you her contact information."

Zhao Xingxing was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Is it true?"

He was really not exaggerating just now. Since the gold medal manager who is called Sister Tao left her job, it was as if she had evaporated from the world. She neither went to another brokerage company nor started her own business, and disappeared into the sea of ​​people.Even if there are people who know her, it is inconvenient to push the contact information to herself.

"Really, how about..."

Zhang Bieyu was about to say whether to add his WeChat and push it to him now, when he suddenly remembered his WeChat name starting with 3A, he stopped in time and turned to look at Yan Zhuoying: "How about I push it to Zhuoying and let him send it to you? .”

Yan Zhuoying: "I just added Sister Tao back two days ago, so you don't need to push."

He rubbed his mobile phone, but he didn't directly push Song Taoqiu's contact information to Zhao Xingxing, but smiled at him, and said softly: "I have seen Mr. Zhao's sincerity, I will go back and think about it, and I will give it to you within three days." Answer, will you?"

"Of course, even if there is no cooperation, I think we can still be friends. If you need my help, just ask." Zhao Xingxing looked at Zhang Bieyu and smiled: "Of course, Mr. Zhang too."

Zhang Bieyu nodded with a smile.

After discussing the business, Zhang Feifan also ate half full, and began to play his role again, chatting with Zhao Xingxing, Yan Zhuoying inserted a few words in the middle, and Zhang Bieyu occasionally nodded in agreement.

The four talked about poetry and songs all the way from the stars and the moon, from sunrise and sunset to sauerkraut stew. A meal can be regarded as a feast for the host and guest. Finally, taking advantage of Zhao Xingxing paying the bill, Yan Zhuoying whispered to Zhang Bieyu beside him that he was full no.

Zhang Bieyu really wanted to say that you shouldn't just listen to Zhang Feifan's one-sided statement and think that you can eat it, but after thinking about it, it is true that you can eat it even if it is a two-sided statement, and there is really no way to refute it.

In addition, he really cared about himself, he nodded and whispered, "I'm full."

Not only was he full, but he even ate back with what he hadn't eaten at noon.And it's either Aolong or King Crab. This stomach is a bit too solid.

"It's good if you're full." Yan Zhuoying smiled.

On the other side, Zhang Feifan's answer was more direct, a full belch leaked from his fingers even if he covered his mouth, explained everything——

It's bright and loud and really filling.

When Zhao Xingxing came back, Yan Zhuoying went up to say hello, said a few words of politeness, and verbally invited Zhao Xingxing to have dinner together, and then both parties went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.

Zhang Bieyu got into the car, waited for both of them to sit and fasten their seat belts, and then drove out.

Yan Zhuoying leaned on the back of the chair to relax for a while, Zhang Bieyu saw that his eyes were closed, and stretched out his hand to turn down the volume of the car stereo, wanting him to rest for a while, but Yan Zhuoying noticed the change in the voice instead. Eye.

The two people met through the rearview mirror, Zhang Bieyu looked forward again and asked, "Did you feel dizzy after eating or are you tired from talking to him?"

"I didn't say a few words, Fei Fei talked a lot, he should be tired." Yan Zhuoying laughed.

Zhang Feifei sat on the co-pilot and sighed deeply: "This Mr. Zhao is so fucking talkative, I didn't even eat two bites of the meal."

Mr. Zhao probably thought so too, Zhang Bieyu said in his heart.

He pointed to the drawer in front of the co-pilot, "There is mineral water in it, take it out to drink, and get a bottle for Zhuoying."

"Thank you." Yan Zhuoying took a sip of the water, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you think what he said is true or false?"

"Half-truth, half-false, at least it's true that I want to sign you, but what a thorn in my fucking heart before, this kind of talk is pure nonsense." Zhang Bieyu turned the steering wheel with his hand, "But the terms of the offer sound good. "

"It's really not bad." Yan Zhuoying nodded, looked at the back of Zhang Bieyu's head and asked, "If Sister Tao comes back to be a manager, you..."

"I support with both hands and feet." Zhang Bieyu answered directly.

Yan Zhuoying was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said, "You don't have to..."

"It's not against my will, it's from my heart." Zhang Bieyu said sincerely, "A manager is more suitable for her than my lobby manager."

Zhang Feifan couldn't help asking: "What about me?"

Zhang Bieyu glanced at him, sneered and asked, "Who is your current idol?"

Is it the golden agent Jiang Zhaorong, or the devil chef Gordon Ramsay.

Zhang Feifei paused, seeing Zhang Bieyu's unkind expression, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and flattered him, "Of course it's you, Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Bieyu: Hehe.