Early the next morning, Lu Yuanhang got up from bed. Dong Yan called him to wake him up. He has been busy recently and has not had much time to be affectionate with his girlfriend. He could clearly feel the call from Dong Yan.

Full of resentment inside.

However, Lu Yuanhang's persuasion and god-like stubbornness could still make Dong Yan feel happy.

After coaxing his wife, Zhang Min, the great housekeeper, had already appeared in front of Lu Yuanhang before she even had a few bites of breakfast.

"How are you memorizing the manuscript?" Zhang Min's first sentence went straight to the center of the topic.

"It's okay." Lu Yuanhang chewed the fried dough sticks in his mouth, took a sip, and drank half a bowl of soy milk.

"What do you mean it's okay? Have you memorized it?" Zhang Min was anxious. What she wanted Lu Yuanhang to say was, don't worry, you know it all, or she could memorize it fluently.

Lu Yuanhang wiped his mouth calmly. After standing up, he took a look at his phone and said, "Don't worry, if you don't say 100%, it's almost 70% or 80%."

Looking at Lu Yuanhang with a strange expression on his face, Zhang Min's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she nodded expressionlessly.

He asked casually: "That's good, what time did you go to bed yesterday?"

Lu Yuanhang took another fried dough stick from the bag and put it into his mouth, "Eleven o'clock, what, uh..."

Lu Yuanhang's voice gradually weakened.

"It seemed to be nine o'clock when I left, right? Going to bed at eleven o'clock? In two hours, you told me that you memorized 80% of the 30,000-word document facing up?" Zhang Min was filled with anger.

Lu Yuanhang smiled and said nothing. It was useless to say anything now.

He did watch it last night, but it was just a casual look. After all, during the live broadcast, the game was changing rapidly, and many things could not be prevented in time.

"Okay, there's no need to say anything. Now tell your fans on Weibo that you are going to Nestlé to explain, and let them pay attention." Zhang Min massaged his temples a few times.

Take a deep breath.

Inhale

exhale

Zhang Min, please be strong, you will age quickly if you are angry.

"Yeah." Lu Yuanhang nodded cautiously. It wasn't that he didn't want to memorize it, but he felt it was unnecessary. He just wanted to understand it briefly, and then he could tell him in his own words.

Seeing Lu Yuanhang trying to break the jar, Zhang Min sighed quietly.

She knew that the brokerage industry was complicated, and agents were divided into professional agents and nanny agents.

As a professional agent, Zhang Min has always been very self-disciplined, so she has relatively strict requirements for her artists.

In fact, managers and artists have a completely cooperative relationship. Party A has the same relationship as Party B. The pros and cons are difficult to explain clearly. There are many managers who forcefully squeeze artists, and there are many artists who forcefully let their managers accompany them with a smile. The relationship is harmonious.

There are even more people there.

Artists and managers have a love-and-kill relationship. Zhang Min thought of a major news that happened in the industry before.

That manager named Song is a typical disgrace to the agency world. He has no professional ethics at all and has cheated his own artist? Isn’t that a mental retard? You have to know that you rely on artists to make a living. Without artists, you can’t even do it.

Even the northwest wind can't bear it.

Zhang Min came back to his senses and looked at Lu Yuanhang's busy figure in the house, with an inexplicable look on his face.

Forget it, sometimes, he seems to know better than me. What should I do?

And most importantly, he is talented.

Zhang Min's seriousness flashed past her, but she knew it. That actor's song was entirely written by this person.

There is no way, people's attitude towards talented people has always been very good.

For example, a certain modern poet, Xu Shimo, had some bad moral issues, but the things he wrote made you think he was talented.

Soon, Lu Yuanhang came out of the room. Zhang Min looked at his watch and said, "Let's go and talk to people somewhere."

Lu Yuanhang was a little surprised that Zhang Min's attitude suddenly changed so much?

Shouldn't he be harping on something about not memorizing the manuscript?

Of course he won't ask any more questions, so he is happy and pure.

After following Zhang Min into the car, Lu Yuanhang sat in the passenger seat and watched the people coming and going outside the window.

Zhang Min didn't say anything, but drove seriously and remained silent.

The silence in the car made Lu Yuanhang feel so uncomfortable for the first time. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Am I worrying too much?" Zhang Min glanced at Lu Yuanhang, then looked forward and sighed.

"It's okay." Lu Yuanhang didn't have so many thoughts. He felt that Zhang Min's behavior just now was right.

"The problem does lie with me. I didn't communicate with you properly." Lu Yuanhang simply lay on the seat and tapped regularly with his left hand on the glove box of the car.

This is Lu Yuanhang's first experience between an agent and an artist.

He didn't want to create a rift with Zhang Min.

"Maybe I'm too harsh." When Zhang Min heard Lu Yuanhang's words, his heart softened for no reason.

"Let's talk about today's arrangements first." Lu Yuanhang didn't want to dwell too much on this issue.

He is fully aware of his abilities.

It's just a commentary on the game. Lu Yuanhang doesn't think he has anything bad to say. It might be a little harder to ignite the audience, but if it's satisfactory, Lu Yuanhang will definitely not say that he can't do it.

"Go to the venue in a while. First, talk to their live broadcaster. Then you will communicate with the commentator. There are three people in the commentator this time, miss, Mi Le, and you." Zhang Min reported to Lu Yuanhang.

"People in the e-sports circle, you have done a lot of work during this period, so you should have an impression of these two." Zhang Min glanced at Lu Yuanhang from the rear mirror.

Lu Yuanhang nodded, "I have worked before, Miss is pretty good, but Mi Le is not very familiar with her." This is the truth.

"Brother!" Zhang Min's face turned dark again.

"My only request is not to get too involved with people in the e-sports circle." Zhang Min thought Lu Yuanhang was going to mess with that female anchor named Miss.

Why should you care about other people’s looks??

Crazy!

Lu Yuanhang looked at Zhang Min as if he were looking at an idiot: "Do you think I'm that hungry? I know what you mean, but believe me, if my surname is not Wu, I can't be the king of artillery."

"As long as you know, to put it bluntly, you may be a key observation target above. If you have any news that doesn't make it to the table, I guess..." Zhang Min deliberately made his words very serious, with a serious warning.

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Lu Yuanhang waved his hand impatiently: "I know it well."

"Yeah." Zhang Min didn't bother anymore.

"After communicating with the two of them, you will be arranged in the on-site commentary booth. The audience will enter the venue an hour later, and then the team players will enter the venue to start the game." Zhang Min looked at Lu Yuanhang and gave him what he had to do.

Say it.

"You have to remember, no matter what, stay rational and be polite to them." Zhang Min couldn't help but remind her after all.

"Don't worry." Lu Yuanhang yawned.

An hour later, Zhang Min drove the car to the gate of Nestlé.

"Get off the car, the live broadcast party has arranged for someone to pick us up." Zhang Min said.

"good."

Lu Yuanhang and Zhang Min got out of the car, and a young man walked in front of them. When they saw Lu Yuanhang, their eyes lit up.

"Are they Brother Tao and Miss Zhang?" The young man asked knowingly, but it was considered polite. Zhang Min and Lu Yuanhang did not pay attention.

"Well, take us there." Zhang Min nodded and walked in front of Lu Yuanhang.

The first rule of management is to let your artist talk less and maintain a sense of mystery at all times.

"Please come with me." The young man took another look at Lu Yuanhang, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Lu Yuanhang didn't care that much. He looked around curiously. The Nestlé Stadium in front of him was very large. It was somewhat different from the famous stadium in his previous life, but the overall feeling was similar, giving people a solemn and quiet style.

Lu Yuanhang’s sunglasses, cap and mask are all must-haves.

Not caring about that much anymore, Zhang Min took Lu Yuanhang and followed the young man to the venue.

Nestlé, a conference room.

Miss sat on the sofa and took a sip of water on the table.

As a well-known female player in the e-sports industry, Miss's journey has been bumpy.

Along the way, I have played professionally, slept on the street, hosted live broadcasts, and done commentary.

After all the twists and turns, she has finally made her mark. Miss has an average-to-upper appearance, her voice sounds okay, and her gaming skills are pretty good. Her fans have mixed reviews about her, but she doesn't care at all.

"That person is probably coming soon." The person who spoke was a man opposite Miss. His hair was dyed grey-purple, and he had a pair of glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. He had an average appearance, was quite imposing, and wore good clothes.

"I got the news, Xiao Chen has already gone to pick him up." Miss nodded and glanced at Mi Le, who was sitting opposite her.

"What the organizer means is to let him act as a facade and remain skeptical of his explanation level." Mi Le smiled and said to Miss.

"What can you do? They are celebrities, and we are at best an Internet celebrity." Miss laughed at herself.

"When he comes later, let's explore his background?" Mi Le pretended to be profound.
To be continued...