After catching up, Liang Wensi put coffee in front of Duan Jiangqiu.
The rich fragrance lingered between Ji Xiuyang's nose. He sniffed hard and rolled his throat. "Qiu Er, why is your coffee so fragrant?"
"Julie, when did you change coffee? I want this, too. " JiXiuYang twist a head to the secretary said.
Miss Julie, the secretary, said with embarrassment, "Manager Ji, we didn't change coffee."
Ji Xiuyang didn't understand, pointed to Duan Jiangqiu's coffee and asked, "Then why does this smell so good?"
Duan Jiangqiu didn't let him continue to embarrass the secretary, and took a sip of coffee gracefully. "Bring your own."
Ji Xiuyang understood this and cursed in a low voice. "Do you have to bring your own pillow when you sleep at someone else's house?"
Duan Jiangqiu's slender forefinger swung. "I never stay at other people's homes."
Ji Xiuyang's brain was stunned. Think about it carefully. He and Duan Jiangqiu are small, but Duan Jiangqiu really didn't stay at his house.
"You're still a fucking guy, aren't you?" Ji Xiuyang casually said so, and when he looked up, he was hitting Duan Jiangqiu's cool eyes.
Shocked at the same time, Ji Xiuyang took it for granted. After all, Duan Jiangqiu is a neat freak. Let him exchange saliva with others and kill him.
"Julie, go to Chunjiang Pavilion." After Ji Xiuyang explained to his secretary, he turned to Duan Jiangqiu and said, "I remember you used to love this restaurant. Your taste hasn't changed, has it?"
"Well, yes." Duan Jiangqiu's thin lips are slightly gathered, and he is a moment of pity.
Ji Xiuyang runs an entertainment company, and many artists sharpen their heads and want to come in.
Duan Jiangqiu gave Liang Wensi a look, and Liang Wensi knowingly took out Meng Yanzhang's resume and put it in front of Ji Xiuyang.
"What do you mean?" JiXiuYang eyebrows a pick, look at the open folder.
"The facial features are in good condition, but they are a little rusty. This resume ... even the threshold of Yuhui can't be touched. "
Duan Jiangqiu calmly said, "You can dress up."
"You want him to enter Yuhui?" Ji Xiuyang was a little surprised that Duan Jiangqiu would actually ask him for a compliment. He said with a teasing smile, "Your little love?"
"No." Duan Jiangqiu looked up and caught a glimpse of him, then took it back faintly.
"No, you come to me personally for him? Oh ... I see, I'm a cover for everything, and the meaning of drunkenness is not wine. " Ji Xiuyang leaned back and put his arm on the back of the sofa behind him.
"Let him enter Yuhui. I don't mind raising one more idle person. It's just that he has signed a contract for ten years, and there are still five years left. Pengfei's entertainment water is quite deep. He is not a good agent and is easy to get into trouble." Ji Xiuyang is a businessman, helping his brother to hold a small love. What he wants is Duan Jiangqiu's attitude, and then he can decide his attitude towards this Mr. Meng.
Duan Jiangqiu put down the cup in his hand, and his eyes said flatly, "I haven't been involved in the entertainment industry, and I don't know how it works, but one thing is common to all industries. Within five years, he will definitely win you back a Best Actor Award, Yangzi. He has potential and can bring you benefits."
"In other words, he can make you money." Duan Jiangqiu speaks lightly, but his eyes are firm, and Ji Xiuyang is shocked.
"Are you so sure he has this ability?" This Meng Yanzhang won the Best Newcomer Award as soon as she debuted, which is considered to have potential, but the Best Newcomer Award is won every year, but not everyone has the winner's trophy.
Duan Jiangqiu put a smile on his lips and said firmly, "Of course."
"Ok, I'll have him signed." Ji Xiuyang does what he says.
Duan Jiangqiu sat next to him and reminded him leisurely, "The broker wants the best and the contract wants the highest level."
"I'll call you grandpa." Ji Xiuyang didn't good the spirit of say.
"That's not necessary. I will blush easily when I see your father in the future." Duan Jiangqiu's face is not red, but Ji Xiuyang doesn't believe that he will blush when he sees his father.
"If you hold him so high, aren't you afraid that someone will envy him and fuck him?" Ji Xiuyang thought that this top-notch treatment, and there are few in the whole Yu Hui, but people are either popular or powerful. The Meng Yanzhang, Mr. Meng, said that he is the eighteenth line.
"I have the ability to hold him so high, and naturally I have the ability to protect him. Whoever dares to fuck him, I will fuck him."
Hearing this, Ji Xiuyang remembered that Duan Jiangqiu was a man, and he must report it.
"You don't look like a little lover, but like meeting true love." After Ji Xiuyang finished, he laughed. Duan Jiangqiu was a fairy who drank dew, so how could he have feelings for human beings?
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"You will go in and show it to Director Li in a moment, and rest assured that this role is definitely yours." Hong Bin patted Meng Yanzhang on the shoulder, revealing a greasy smile.
"Ok, Brother Hong." Meng Yanzhang sitting in a chair, wooden answer Hong Bin, and looked down at his fingers.
Hong Bin abandon pie pie, such a wooden character, half a day also boring out a fart, also don't know what Duan always have a crush on him, the rich man's hobby is really elusive.
There are people waiting in line to audition in front. Meng Yanzhang is wearing a plaid POLO shirt and loose jeans, and her bangs are a little long, but she looks cleaner and more comfortable than these beautifully dressed artists in front.
"Hello, boss Hu ... aye, aye, it's me ..." Said Hong Bin, as he picked up the phone, bending over and nodding, getting farther and farther.
Meng Yanzhang looked at his number plate. It was still early for him. He got up and walked in the opposite direction of Hong Bin.
No one noticed his departure because of the selfish things around him, and even if he did, he only thought he was going to the toilet.
"Are you here for an audition, too?" A young man in his early twenties saw Meng Yanzhang coming and asked curiously.
"hmm." Meng Yanzhang ordered a brief nod.
Unlike the "Infighting" crew next door, there are only a few people here, and it is really empty.
The staff took a look at Meng Yanzhang, and their eyes suddenly lit up. "Handsome guy, are you also here to audition for our crew?"
"hmm."
Seeing that Meng Yanzhang didn't deny it, the staff still couldn't believe it and asked again: "Are you sure you didn't go to the" Infighting "crew next door?"
"Is this the" Spring Thunder "crew?" Meng Yanzhang asks.
"Mm-hmm." The staff nodded like garlic.
"That's right." Meng Yanzhang's lip angle evokes a smile that seems to have nothing.
The staff suddenly felt a little excited.
It would be great if this handsome guy could audition.
Because there were few people, it was Meng Yanzhang's turn to go in soon. As soon as he went in, several interviewers were obviously shocked.
Only the middle-aged man sitting next to him has no ups and downs.
"Are you trying Wu Yu?" As soon as the assistant director saw his face, he subconsciously thought he was trying to be the hero.
"No, I tried Cui Runsheng." Meng Yanzhang's voice just fell and the man who was not interested in him raised his head.
He looked Meng Yanzhang up and down and said coldly, "You can't."
Several other interviewers looked at the middle-aged man nervously. Don't be scared away by your old poisonous tongue because of his good appearance.
Meng Yanzhang didn't mind, his face didn't change, and he insisted, "I want to try."
"Director Zhu, please let him have a try. If he can't, we'll talk about it." The deputy director advised.
Director Zhu didn't speak again, and the deputy director quickly asked someone to show Meng Yanzhang Cui Runsheng's footage to prepare him. When he was outside, Meng Yanzhang had seen the brief footage sent to them by the staff.
There is not much description of Cui Runsheng in the content, but Meng Yanzhang decided that he would get the role as soon as he saw it.
His facial features and temperament are very healthy, which is very suitable for playing Wu Yu, the male master. Cui Runsheng is a very evil character, and he does things by his own likes and dislikes.
The front foot told the man what other people's lives have to do with him, and the back foot let people burn all the thousands of acres of poppy | millet | flower fields planted by themselves.
It is a very complicated role and difficult to be enemies and friends with the male master and end up miserable.
Director Zhu never thought of letting young people play Cui Runsheng. In his opinion, the acting skills of these young people are too tender to control the role of Cui Runsheng.
"I am ready." Meng Yanzhang stood up.
The assistant director said cheerfully, "Let's start."
As the voice dropped, the smile on the deputy director's face froze in his face before he could take it back.
There is ... There is murderous look!
Meng Yanzhang tried the clip that Cui Runsheng's goods were destroyed by the man and his party, and the servant came to report.
He didn't stare big eyes or gnash his teeth. On the contrary, his body movements were very few, just a slight meal with his hand holding the teacup, followed by a narrow smile, "Ruined?"
Just two words, immediately let the people present goose bumps crawling all over his arms, Zhu Dao put down his pen and leaned forward.
Meng Yanzhang put down the cup in his hand, stood up, paced in situ, put his hand gently on the back of the chair, his fingertips gradually turned white, and the veins stood out on the back of his hand bulged.
The general deterrence of Taishan coping made the deputy director's legs soft and almost slipped off the chair.
Meng Yanzhang suddenly looked back, his eyes were sharp as eagles, and the murder on his face made all the people present sweat on their backs.
"In three days, I want Wu Yu's life."
After a performance, several people present seemed to have died once. Several people looked at me and I looked at you. I really didn't know what to say, so I turned my head and looked at Zhu Dao.
"What's your name?" Zhu Dao asked.
"Meng Yanzhen." Meng Yanzhang didn't mind that Zhu Dao didn't care when he introduced himself just now.
"The pay of our crew is not high." As soon as Zhu Daogang said it, the others became anxious, and finally met a good prospect. Don't scare people away.
"That ... the pay is negotiable ..." The deputy director quickly remedied.
"Does it include meals?" Meng Yanzhang asked.
"package! Two meats, one vegetable and three dishes. " The deputy director was afraid that Zhu Dao would say anything to catch people, so he quickly connected.
Meng Yanzhang nodded. "That will do."
"Turn it on next month, and you can come then." Zhu said with a cold face.
"good." Meng Yanzhang and Zhu Dao are exactly the same. When they are not acting, there is no expression on their faces, and they are indifferent in capital letters.
The assistant director looks incredible, so ... it's settled?
Meng Yanzhang wrote down his contact information and left smartly.
He looked at his mobile phone, but Duan Jiangqiu still didn't contact him. Is his guess wrong? Duan Jiangqiu has not been reborn, so why did he give himself breakfast and no one has let him burn himself?
If the mountain doesn't come, just me, and I will go to the mountain.
After Meng Yanzhang made up his mind, he went straight out.