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144 Hello, my name is Sheng Zhan.(1/2)

Outside.

Kang Linli closed the door and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Around her, the assistant hesitated, "Tang Ze is your senior after all, will it be bad for you to do this? This lounge is yours in the end, so be cautious in the entertainment industry."

Kang Lin was 13 years old. He became popular because of singing the ending song of a TV series and his appearance is now popular. The company intends to make him a type like Che Shao, giving him generous resources.

The young man showed his sharpness and did not know how to restrain himself.

The two of them were waiting at the elevator entrance. When they heard the assistant's words, he sneered: "I can't sing and offend the manager. Can he still turn over?"

"bite--"

The elevator door is open.

Kang Lin subconsciously closed his mouth.

There was only a slender and tall figure in the elevator. The other party was wearing a mask in his hands, his cuffs were loosely rolled up, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes only glanced lightly past Kang Lin, not seeing any scatteredness, but there was a bit of coldness with snow under the eaves.

Kang Lin couldn't help but take a step back.

After the person turned around and left his sight, Kang Lin turned to his assistant, "Is there a new employee in the company?"

"Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like a newcomer..." The assistant couldn't say it. If he was an artist in the company, the company would definitely be crazy. Nothing else. As long as he stood in front of the camera, there would be a huge fan of beauty.

It's just that momentum...

The assistant felt that it was stronger than the boss he had met.

"That's good." Kang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and entered the elevator.

**

In the room, Meng Fu finished speaking, and the agent's hand holding the cup was stopped.

Tang Ze was Meng Fu's teacher before, so he naturally didn't want to show his embarrassing side in front of her.

But unexpectedly, Kang Lin would point it out mercilessly in front of him.

Tang Ze looked up and looked at Meng Fu. Meng Fu had no sympathy in his eyes, and could not see any other expressions. Except for being a little silent, he was almost the same as before, and did not look at himself with a strange look.

It makes people feel very comfortable.

Tang Ze couldn't help but smile, and the atmosphere has disappeared a little in the past few days.

He looked at Meng Fu. Even in such a situation, he was not embarrassed at all. He couldn't help laughing, "Change a company? It's not something that can be changed just by wanting to."

Because of his throat problems, he has never been able to sing high notes. Although he has been drinking the medicines given to him by Meng Fu in the past two months, these medicines can relieve him. He will not be able to sing songs because of his dry throat.

The most popular thing was that Meng Fu became popular because of variety shows and became a new traffic label. Tang Ze was also pulled out by the company.

Tang Ze cannot sing songs, but he is a veritable musical talent. In recent years, he has produced few personal albums, but many popular songs on the market are composed by him, and he has some popularity.

But this time, the company wanted to give his poem "Qingshan" to the newcomer several times, and the original is first published by the newcomer.

This kind of thing is common in the circle. Tang Ze has given several original songs before. The company originally thought that Tang Ze would compromise this time, but he didn't expect that he would become tough.

He never handed over the original manuscript of this song to the company.

"I know, you care about Teacher Tang very much. It's enough to have this kind of heart." The agent also felt so happy when he heard Meng Fu's words. He turned around and handed the tea to Meng Fu: "Change the company. I wanted to change the company a few years ago. Do you know how much is Tang Ze's termination fee?"

Without waiting for Meng Fu to answer, the agent gave Meng Fu a "six" gesture, "Six million, do you know?"

Tang Ze originally signed a ten-year contract with the company, but only five years later. When signing the contract, Tang Ze was very popular. The company gave Tang Ze a lot of concessions. But later, when Tang Ze had an accident, he was not worth the value, but the termination fee was still high.

It is precisely because of this that the contract has expired for five years, and Tang Ze cannot even afford to pay the penalty for liquidated damages, so he can only waste it with the company.

Five years have been enough to completely fade out of the entertainment industry, so the company dares to be so arrogant towards Tang Ze.

Meng Fu estimated that Xi Nancheng's current value was. If Tang Ze's throat could recover, his achievements would definitely not be lower than Xi Nancheng. It would be guaranteed that she would dare to mention this matter to Manager Sheng.

This 60 million capital is worth investing.

She was thinking that someone gently knocked on the door outside three times, a very polite voice.

Meng Fu looked up and looked out the door.

Tang Ze's agent was also curious who would come to Tang Ze at this time. Tang Ze has no notice now, and most people don't want to deal with Tang Ze. They have no future and are treated as abandoned by the company. There is no one else except Meng Fu.

The door opens, and there is a romantic face outside.

Tang Ze's agent was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Su?"

Tang Ze has been in "Best Idol" for so long, so he has naturally seen Su Cheng. He has almost never forgotten his face. Although he claims to be Meng Fu's assistant, Tang Ze and his agent can also see it from Zhao Fan's attitude.

"Teacher Tang." Su Cheng greeted Tang Ze.

Meng Fu's teacher, Su Cheng, was also very polite to him.

"You're here just right," Tang Ze had calmed down. He pointed at Meng Fu and smiled, "Take her away quickly. I'll pack up my things and invite you to dinner in the evening."

Around me, the agent has begun to clean up the things that Tang Zefang often uses here.

Meng Fu raised the green mountains in his hand several times to Su Cheng, "It was given to me by Teacher Tang."

Su Cheng reached out to take it, lowered his eyelashes, looked at him, his eyebrows were sparse and cold, and he looked at Meng Fu: "Did you thank me?"

Meng Fu said "ah", and she reacted and said respectfully to Tang Ze, "Thank you."

After saying that, she turned sideways and flipped Su Cheng with her slender fingertips, "No, this song is too high-end. I don't plan to sing it, it's still suitable for Teacher Tang to sing it herself."

"No, you sing better than me," Tang Ze opened the drawer, took out the previous manuscript and the book he had taken notes, and handed it to Su Cheng, with a solemn expression: "This book is the basis of music I read before. You can help her keep it. She is very talented in music, patiently creating, and is another new star in the music industry."

After spending so long with Meng Fu, Tang Ze also knew some of her situations and learned everything quickly, so he was not patient enough.

He gave these things to Su Cheng. As for Meng Fu's agent, he was afraid he couldn't control her.

Tang Ze said all this, as if he was explaining his funeral, and he would never be involved in the entertainment industry again.

Su Cheng listened seriously.

"I encounter musical problems in the future," Tang Ze took a box and took the books on the bookshelf in the lounge to the box. He spoke to Meng Fu patiently, "If you don't dislike me, you can ask me."

He said slowly, very calm.

There was no panic, nor was there any hysteria after being abandoned by the company. The cold reception of the first five years has made him ready for this day, but it will take time.

Tianle Media and Meng Fu's ex-company are not short of artists, but many are in the first and second tier cities.

Tang Ze is not needed at all.

The agent nodded, thinking that he might not be able to enter the company if he had to pack up his things later, and he was in an extremely heavy mood.

**

Here.

Meng Fu had returned to her rented residence, and Zhou Jin sent her a bunch of questions. She was printing the questions and started to do them.

She should have set off to set now, but she still has to wait for the express delivery.

One pm.

Meng Fu sat on the sofa in the hall, holding the printed paper in his hand, lying on the sofa to do the exam, and his hand was extremely written.

"You really don't plan to go back to school to go to class?" Looking at Meng Fu's words, Zhao Fan was also a little confused at first. With Zhou Jin's praise of Meng Fu, she began to wonder if she had killed a genius.

Meng Fu said "yes".

She didn't tell Zhao Fan that she had made a military order with Zhou Jin. If she was eliminated from the last place in the monthly exam, she would go back to No. 1 Middle School to attend classes honestly.

Zhao Fan took a bite of the apple, stood by the sofa and looked down at Meng Fu.

Su Di was washing dishes in the kitchen.

A knock on the door sounded, "Hello, courier."

Is there another express delivery?

Zhao Fan nibbled the apple while opening the door.

This time there was someone at the door. He took the order number and asked Zhao Fan to sign it.

Zhao Fan took it and looked at the order number-

【I want to make money every day】

She twitched the corner of her mouth and then helped Meng Fu sign her name. With Meng Fu's lazyness, she would never sign this word at the door.

"Thank you." Zhao Fan said to the courier before moving the things back.

Three boxes.

Each one was not very heavy. With Zhao Fan's tolerance, she put the box back into the hall and circled around the three boxes: "What did you buy?"

These three boxes were shipped from Beijing.

"Some things I bought online." Meng Fu finished a question and first moved a box into the private room.

Zhao Fan also helped her move one in.

In the kitchen, Su Di took out a plate of afternoon tea. When he saw a box, he put the afternoon tea on the table and helped Meng Fu move the last box in.

There is also a order number on the box.
To be continued...
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