I walk the career line in dog blood

An artist, before becoming famous and after becoming famous are two kinds of treatment.

Almost overnight, An Yinong had many 'friends', they called and sent messages, warmly invited him to various parties, invited him to sing karaoke, play mahjong, eat, travel...

The most special is an invitation to a birthday party. The youngest daughter of a certain rich man is celebrating her birthday. The rich man’s father plans to spend 50 yuan to invite him to sing and perform at the birthday party—because An Yinong is the latest wall star of this little daughter and is fascinated by it. kind of.

An Yinong refused, but recorded a happy birthday song for the little fan, and a hand-painted birthday card. In his opinion, the 13-year-old girl is a child.

"Host, don't you like money?" The system didn't understand why he refused. The rich father clearly stated that it was a children's banquet, and the host only needed to go up and sing two songs. The 50 yuan was really good money.

"Are you kidding me? Of course I love money and am trying to earn better guitars, better recording equipment, and a nicer house. I'm not saying yes, just because...those invitations, mostly traps oh."

An Yinong pressed the handle of the mop, and when he said this, he was mopping the floor, yes, that's right, it also had to work after being praised as a 'Jade Hand' by fans.

And be more careful, because the injury on the arm is not completely healed.

"When young and beautiful artists first enter the circle, there will often be 'well-intentioned seniors' come over and say, let me introduce you to some people in the industry. Or I know where there are gatherings of people in the industry, why don't you go and develop contacts. Don't In the past, because..."

"Because of what?" The system was curious.

"Because there are not so many kind-hearted people in the world, and there is no free lunch." He said while mopping the floor with his head bowed.

"When you get there, you will find that there are indeed some people in the industry. But if you want them to introduce a job? I am afraid that you need to do some non-work things. And there is no guarantee for this kind of commitment. Maybe you paid a price, The other side didn’t admit it.”

"This is already a good result, at least you can still leave if you are unhappy, offending one or two people in the industry, it is not a big deal.

"But sometimes you go there and find out that it's not a private party, but a big scene like a big blind date. However, those rich and rich are picking you, and many people are scared and quit the circle."

"There's always a regular party, right?"

"Yeah, but I'm too lazy to find one that works in the trash," he said.

Besides, this kind of gathering of non-friends is meaningless at all. A group of people are dressed brightly, and then they serve delicious food without moving a bite.An Yinong felt that if he ate in such an environment, he could suffer from intestinal blockage.

Those who were rejected only thought that he was arrogant, but behind his back he was acting strangely: probably only those top-notch private banquets could move his heart.

"A top-level private banquet? In fact, when you go in, you will find that it is still playing mahjong, eating, and chatting. The topics are still the same, and it will not be more high-end. I might as well stay at home, eating snacks and lying on the sofa listening to music. "

The system has discovered that the host's material desires are very low, and he is not interested in shiny gemstones and gold, expensive watches and cars, and various limited edition luxury goods, and even good-looking men and women.

His hobbies are all related to music, followed by painting, and he spends most of his day on these two things.

"No wonder Zhao Ze can't impress you. The only one who can impress you is the mermaid." The system complained. After the remorse value exceeded [-], Zhao Ze called a few times, and was bullied several times.

However, the remorse value did not drop at all, but increased slightly.Does this person take being bullied as a hobby?

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang a few times, but An Yinong didn't hear it. The speaker he just bought was playing wonderful music. The system always felt that this second-hand house was not worthy of this set of audio equipment worth six figures .

"Host, someone is ringing the doorbell." The system reminded him.

"What?" An Yinong came back to his senses, he paused the music, heard the bell, took off his rubber gloves and walked over.

"Hello?"

Zhao Ze rang the doorbell for a long time. He was already a little impatient, but when the door was opened and An Yinong appeared at the door, that impatience miraculously disappeared.

It's the feeling of looking forward to the figure you like in the gift box, and finally opened a limited edition that you have been thinking about for a long time.

An Yinong was only wearing the most common home clothes, but he wore a maple leaf red triangle scarf on his head, and his untucked hair curled up from the side, looking a little cute.

"Uh...cough, do you clean up by yourself?"

Zhao Ze looked around An Yinong very impolitely, which made him a little unhappy.

An Yinong pretended to smile, while covering the door: "Mr. Zhao, I'm cleaning, it's not convenient to invite you in, what can I do?"

Zhao Ze frowned again, the most words he got from An Yinong during this time was 'What's the matter with you?Are you alright?What's up? '

Alienated, strange, impatient.

"Can't we have a good talk."

Ah.

This man is simply the first to complain.Just imagine, a fly that you can't kill but is very annoying, buzzing around you all day long, can you still talk to this fly?

"Sorry, I'm very busy. If I have nothing to do, I'll..." An Yinong hadn't finished speaking, and his hand had just been placed on the doorknob before it could be closed. Zhao Ze grabbed his arm and hurt him just before. The place where it hurts.

"Let go." Physiological tears appeared in An Yinong's eyes, and the veins on his forehead twitched, "Why are you crazy, Zhao Ze? If you are sick, go and get treated."

The neighbor next door just got out of the elevator, and she saw the two entangled at the door.

"Do you need help?" The kind neighbor stepped back, holding her small bag and holding her mobile phone.

An Yinong really wanted to say 'call the police', but he knew it was useless, he needed to talk to Zhao Ze thoroughly and let him get out of his world.So An Yinong just looked at the neighbor apologetically: "Thank you, I will deal with it myself first."

The kind-hearted neighbor covered her heart, and that tearful look made her feel bad and pitiful, and wanted to force more tears: Am I so perverted that I like to see beautiful men cry?

"Okay, okay, then, call me if you need something."

Relying on violence, Zhao Ze was able to enter this small room that he despised.

The walls of the small house are still mottled, and they are dilapidated, but there are fruit plates and vases on the coffee table, and there is a brand new set of audio equipment in the living room, so it doesn't look that bad.

As soon as the door was closed, An Yinong withdrew his arm and slapped Zhao Ze's face with a 'slap': "Is that enough? Calm down?"

Zhao Ze touched his face, he was slapped for the first time: "You hit me?"

"I'll just hit it, and I need to tell you first? How about it, Mr. Zhao going home to file a complaint?"

An Yinong rolled up his sleeves to check the wound on his arm.The bruises on the arms had settled into brown, which looked shocking.

What kind of garbage is this?What abuse did the original owner do in his previous life to meet such a thing?

An Yinong gritted his teeth in hatred.

Zhao Ze also saw the injury on his arm, and suppressed his anger: "Sorry."

"Don't be hypocritical, an insincere apology makes people feel sick." An Yinong had seen too many people like this, and it was annoying.

Being called disgusting in front of someone, Zhao Ze was still laughing, he touched his face, his hands looked like white porcelain, it hurt to beat someone: "Yinong, let's get back together."

"What? Are you sick? Or are you a masochist?" An Yinong really felt that the person in front of him was a psychopath.

"You like to sing, I will invite you the best band and the best late stage. If you want to hold a concert, I can also find a good enough venue in advance. Everything you want, I can prepare for you." Zhao Ze's expression was a little crazy.

An Yinong narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then let out a short laugh: "Oh, I thought that only unattractive people would want to impress people with money."

"Financial power is part of my charm." Zhao Ze didn't take it seriously, so brazen.

"I'm not interested. I have the ability. I can get everything you said by my ability. I don't ask for help." An Yinong put his hands on his chest in a gesture of resistance, "We agreed to break up at the beginning, right? What do you look like now? ?”

"A look of regret."

"..."

"Crack."

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ze stared at the phone in An Yinong's hand.

"Black history," An Yinong raised the corner of his mouth, "I recorded what you said just now, Mr. Zhao, I heard that your family is very face-saving, so you don't want to be in the headlines on the Internet, right?"

Zhao Ze's complexion changed suddenly, and he wanted to grab the phone, but An Yinong kicked him on the knee, fell to the ground, and took two more photos.

"What did you say you recruited me for? All right, I won't send out the photos easily, but you, stay out of my sight. I have the ability and the company, so don't bother you."

As soon as Starlight Entertainment was mentioned, Zhao Ze's anger level soared.

He got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, and looked at An Yinong with a very complicated expression, as if he was very angry, and there was something fresh about being beaten for the first time in his anger.

"So you really like Lu Yu? The nationals treat him, and the nationals repay him? Yinong, Starlight Entertainment has been sold by your boss. If you don't agree at this time, you will still ask me in the future."

"Don't worry, you can't wait until that day."

Zhao Ze lightly covered his right face, and the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, revealing his cold and true side: "So far, no one has slapped me, and no one dared to do this to me. Has anyone ever said , you are arrogant."

"Maybe I can't be polite to the evil spirits who enter the house." An Yinong spread his hands, "Besides, there is always a first time, why don't Mr. Zhao try to get used to it?"

Zhao Ze looked into his eyes and grinned grimly: "It's just entering the room now, and it may enter your room in the future."

"...Oh, I'll remember to call the police."

After all, this meeting broke up unhappy. Zhao Ze was kicked out with a limp, leaving a lot of dark history behind.But he didn't give up. Looking at the remorse value soaring to 59, the system felt that this person must have another trick.

"In a society ruled by law, he can use only a few tricks to destroy my social relationship, spread rumors, intimidate and lure. But as long as I don't waver, these are useless efforts."

An Yinong thought calmly: "System, keep an eye on him for me, and take a look at his company's taxes by the way."

Zhao Ze usually has this kind of lawless virtue, how can his company behave properly?I heard that the country is currently cracking down on tax evasion...

When news of the change of ownership of 'Starlight Entertainment' spread on the Internet, Lu Yuzheng contacted Song Wei about asking An Yinong to endorse the perfume and purchase the copyright of the song.

Although the opposite is his cousin, he still wants to fight for An Yinong's interests as much as possible, but Song Wei sends here with the best conditions.This posture is very similar to a domineering president meeting true love.

"Can I sign it?" On the day of signing the contract, Song, who has always been unsmiling, smiled into a flower. She took out a set of perfume gift boxes, "This is the perfume gift box numbered 0001, and I will treasure it carefully."

An Yinong smiled and signed his name.

"..." The veins on Lu Yu's forehead twitched.

When he signed the contract and left, Lu Yu secretly sent a text message to his cousin: "He is almost ten years younger than you, there is a generation gap."

Song Wei who received the text message didn't want this cheap cousin at the time: "What do you mean? Sarcastic about my age? I only have 31 flowers, okay?"

Feeling uneasy after thinking about it, Lu Yu clicked into his cousin's private account again, but found no clues, only a message of 'meet a bosom friend on the street' appeared on the web page on a certain day.

Before and after the contact, that day was the day when An Yinong sang on the street.

"By the way, she was going to introduce a singer to me that day. So it's him?" Lu Yu became more worried, and lo and behold, all her bosom friends came out.These bosom friends of literary youths are dangerous existences that could become soul mates at any time!

He texted his cousin again: "He likes roses, you like lilies, you two are not suitable."

cousin:……?

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Song Wei: This cheap brother can't take it anymore.