After knocking on the door, he was approved to enter. The man behind the desk inside raised his head and showed a face that was barely handsome, looking like he was in his thirties.
The collar of the shirt was almost open to the bottom of my heart.
Zhong Jiuyin glanced at him and remembered the shock of Yan Cheng's clothes being torn apart on the show yesterday.
She thought, men are really different from men when she touches her chin with her phantom limbs.
The desire to welcome or reject the tightly covered is more tempting than the deliberate seduction of the clothes with wide open collars.
"Zhong Jiuyin?" Mr. Su narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at her, threw away the pen and waved to her, "Let's get closer, sit."
Zhong Jiuyin took a few steps closer, and followed the good side of the chair and sat at a safe distance without any restraint.
Then the two looked at each other.
She didn't know if the original owner had dealt with President Su, but it seemed that the two of them shouldn't have much contact. I don't know if it was because the person was too transparent and was forgotten by the boss, or if the original owner felt that this person had other intentions and deliberately alienated.
Su Cheng glanced at her: "What?"
Zhong Jiuyin stood up and was about to leave, but he said again: "Wait a minute. You are now a key artist to develop the artist. The company has appointed you an assistant."
Zhong Jiuyin could see his impatientness from his expression, and at least he answered a few more words: "He said I would like to ask for it as long as it is reasonable and compliant, but I haven't thought about it yet."
Zhong Jiuyin raised his phone and shook it at him: "It's him."
"Then I'll ask."
"What did Mr. Su ask me for?" She is now familiar with these modern names.
He stands behind me, which is equivalent to standing behind the company. When the company's name is mentioned more, other artists will definitely be noticed more often. Then, he will not need to help him, and good roles can be
Ours.
Su Cheng frowned: "What did he say directly? Yan Cheng himself?"
For such a foolish artist, the boss has to break the purpose and stuff it into her mind.
"..." Su Cheng took a breath and could only ask again, "What did he ask you for?"
This time I made some unequal requests that were as he imagined, and he would always remember this matter. When he encountered something else next time, he would have to help him, he would be better off. Help him at one time and then, and there is
With his help, I don’t have to worry about not finding a chance to turn things around.
"He will definitely be able to talk about it. But if he really wants to repay the favors, one character is not enough for him to repay. You can ask him to help you get out of the two characters."
A famous martial arts genius and a cold-blooded killer must have the spirit of being taciturn and disdain to talk to ordinary people.
"Okay," Su Cheng closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, waved his other hand, "I understand. You go out first. If Yan Cheng's team contacts you, you will tell me."
Anyway, this person is not a good person who is pure and has no desires at first glance.
When I become famous with those who have the strength and have no chance, going out is equivalent to promoting the company. Seeing that we are smart, Yan Cheng may continue to cooperate. In this way, others will not say that the entertainment industry is ugly."
Zhong Jiuyin said slowly: "I saved him, he wants to repay me."
Her voice was pleasant, she didn't deliberately stick or talk nonsense. As soon as she spoke, she was like the boss of a listed company who enjoyed the blueprint for shareholders.
Su Cheng was a little more upbeat: "I watched the show and said he wanted to help you build a bridge to martial arts drama?"
Looking at the sun naked, the more I looked at it, the more I felt it was like a round egg-filled cake...
He also wanted to see if a person like Yan Cheng would deal with Zhong Jiuyin's harassment and understand the other party's tolerance for Zhong Jiuyin. If so... it would make them a whole company go all out.
The person.
Su Cheng frowned even deeper.
Smart workers should now tell everything yesterday in detail, and no matter how bad they are, they should follow the truth that the boss wants to hear.
The assistant is a girl wearing glasses, named Lu Fang, who is a bit of a mouth twist, so let's call her two mouths for now.
Su Cheng waited for two seconds, and before he could wait for the next sentence, he asked again: "What about?"
Zhong Jiuyin understood that she wanted to help other artists in the same company.
Putting down his phone, Zhong Jiuyin looked at Su Cheng and smiled: "Mr. Su, I actually have a mature suggestion."
If it weren't for her chances of being a ghost fire and being able to bring benefits to the company, Su Cheng really wanted to scold her.
A finger gestures, pokes out a message and sends it to a dialog box.
Then, in the long silence, the eyes of both sides met straight towards each other.
She learned to open WeChat doubles at a young age. Sure enough, she is a genius like her, and she is a leader in any field.
She put her arm on the armrest of the chair and took out her baby's cell phone.
She breastfeeds the child with her favor, and she is so confident.
"Um."
In short, the benefit of this favor is her alone, so don’t think about getting involved with other garbage.
Zhong Jiuyin lowered her head and tinkered for a while, raised her head and said, "He doesn't agree."
Two cold words in the white frame: [No].
Why is the sun getting stronger? The scorching halo became bigger and bigger, covering Zhong Jiuyin, making her look like she was emitting simple golden light.
As he said that, he pressed the phone and asked someone to bring the assistant in, pointing at someone to let Zhong Jiuyin know him.
Su Cheng choked in his throat if he wanted to stop it, but he didn't say it in the end.
Su Cheng didn't listen word by word, but his eyes crossed the money tree beside the window and looked out the window.
She lowered her head again and slowly exited the dialog box with the same name as Yan Cheng's avatar.
In the torrent of the development of the times, a person like her who is good at learning and actively exploring new things will definitely not be abandoned.
Su Cheng leaned back on the back of the chair, looked at her through the cracks with his eyelids, and said, "I didn't expect you to be very lucky. I met Yan Cheng to save the variety show on the field. I heard that he looked for you alone yesterday?"
"I can't say that I saved Yan Cheng too much. Some people don't give back. Although he asked me to ask for it, he would definitely be unhappy if I made too much request. The connections must be maintained.
, you cannot use the root cut at once.
Su Cheng was still waiting for her to say something, but he didn't say anything to bother.
Is this a toad that he had kicked and jumped? If he didn't kick it on his butt, he wouldn't be able to put his fart intact?
No wonder the contract is not as impressive as the company's cleaning company for almost two years. If you can't be a human being, you have to wait to get angry if you can become popular.
But Zhong Jiuyin just said "yes".
"…There are only the martial arts dramas that have been rumored recently by director Wanshan. I heard that there are many characters to be decided."
Zhong Jiuyin and the other guys got to know each other and thanked Su Cheng very much.
"Thank you, Mr. Su for your concern. I finally have an assistant. Next time Brother Guo stops me and Yan Cheng and someone can hold you a little."
Su Cheng narrowed his eyes: "What did you say? Guo Mingli stopped you and Yan Cheng to meet?"
"Yes, he's quite anxious during this period. At first he didn't want me to go on this show, but later he didn't let me attend the program group dinner. He stopped me and asked how he could talk to Yan Cheng alone. If I hadn't tried to follow Yan Cheng according to reason, I tried to follow Yan Cheng.
The agent left, maybe Yan Cheng was not in the mood to say anything he asked me to mention. Mr. Su, do you think Brother Guo... was scared by my last car accident? I didn't ask me to be rich and noble, I just wanted me to do it.
Live a stable life?"
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