There are many kinds of friends, some are useful, and some are pretty. Fan Dongsheng obviously has nothing to do with either, but he is definitely an interesting friend. With friends like him as his best friend, life will never be boring.

"I resigned." Fan Dongsheng probably hadn't read the hot search news. He was still asking "Ms. Su" questions, but was immediately changed to the topic by Fang Tong's words.

"That's great!" Fan Dongsheng was indeed a bad friend. Not only did he not have sympathy, he happily insisted on skipping the shift to celebrate.

Fang Tong drove to Samantabhadra Street to pick him up. Before the car could stop, a man in the suit got into the co-pilot.

"It's so hot, hurry up! Turn on the air conditioner to the maximum."

Fang Tong turned his head and saw Fan Dongsheng's suit, shirt, and tie, covering it tightly in hot weather.

"Are you sick? You dress so formally, aren't you afraid of getting prickly heat?"

Fan Dongsheng pulled open his tie: "What do you know? This is called a profession. Come on! Brother, support my new job."

As he said that, he threw a picture album to Fang Tong, with a shiny slogan written on it: "Futai Cemetery, Upper Stream Choice."

"Get a set?" Fan Dongsheng took pictures on the picture album, "Independent    HOUSE       Design, three underground floors, unique family, full of shade, backed by mountains and water, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, which can ensure prosperity of descendants and prosperity in official career. High-end cemeteries are definitely the choice of the upper class."

Fang Tong flipped through the price inside and curled his lips: "I'd better choose to be vulgar."

"It's indeed a naughty embryo. I tell you that there are not many ways to achieve class leapfrogging now. The cemetery is the last choice. Don't consider it for yourself and for your descendants?" Fan Dongsheng's sales rhetoric is one by one.

"My girlfriend doesn't know where? What kind of descendants are considered? Let's consider your job first." Fang Tong sighed.

"Tsk! Look at your sighing look, isn't it just resigning? This young master resigns 1.5 times a month on average. Did I say anything?"

Fang Tong gave him annoyed look, "If I were a second generation of demolition, I would definitely be able to play life better than you."

The legendary free-spirited person who wears slippers and carries a bunch of keys to collect rent leisurely all day long. Even if Fan Dongsheng is one, the rich have the troubles of the rich.

Fan Dongsheng is not willing to be lonely, and he makes trouble all day long. He has sold insurance, worked in a micro-business, worked as a naked male model, and even went to nightclubs to have an atmosphere group. It's not for money, it's just for fun.

"Hey, I heard you say that a tenant wrote an entertainment industry official account?" Fang Tong suddenly thought of something.

"There is one, three little kids have opened a studio, and the rent has not been paid yet this month. What are you doing with them? Do you want to expose Haoyu's materials?"

Fang Tong smiled mysteriously: "Do you think Haoyu will really let me go? I have to grab some chips in my hand."

"Don't you know a lot of big V numbers in Haoyu? Why do you want to find such small numbers?"

"There will be surprise me."

Fan Dongsheng didn't know much about the entertainment industry, but he still brought Fang Tong to him.

On the way, when they drove to Puning Street, Fang Tong suddenly parked his car on the side of the road.

Opposite is an old creative park in Yaozhou - Dingyao Creative Park. At least two of the three major entertainment and media groups have gone out from here, but now there are only a few small companies that are not as good as the market.

Fang Tong got out of the car, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of "Dingyao Creative Park", posted it on his Moments, and added a text like "New Starting Point, New Battlefield".

"Which is this playing?" Fan Dongsheng was confused.

Fang Tong did not explain much: "Drip a smoke bomb first to lure the snake out of the hole."

...

Guangfu Community is an old-fashioned house. Fan Dongsheng’s family has three houses in this community. Since their family has made a fortune in demolition, they have been making a name for themselves and have been buying everywhere. Now they are a famous landlord in Yaozhou.

The studio Fang Tong was looking for was in one of the private houses. When he entered the door, he found that it was indeed a bit like starting a business. The three young men lived and worked inside, all of whom were unkempt and had dark circles on their faces.

"Brother Fan... Why are you here? Can the rent be slowed down for another two days, and we will have money soon."

"Can you really make money? I don't understand this industry, but my buddy is the director of Haoyu Media. If you can't fool me, I can't fool him."

The leader Xiao Zhang looked at Fang Tong curiously when he heard this: "Brother... which center do you belong to Haoyu?"

"Variety Show Center, it was just before, I just resigned."

Xiao Zhang asked with joy: "Variety Show Center? Are you Luo Xu or Fang Tong?"

"Fang Tong."

"Why didn't your "Midsummer Night's Dream" appear on a special show yesterday? It's a pity that the love show is not taking advantage of the popularity of the Chinese Valentine's Day."

Fang Tong's eyes lit up, and he felt that he must have found the right person.

On the way he came, he studied this public account. Although they were just three young men who resigned from large studios, they had great ambitions. Their public account did not take the entertainment gossip route, but took the serious entertainment industry analysis route, trying to open up the market with professionalism.

They indeed captured the unusualness of Haoyu’s absence from the special program of the Chinese Valentine’s Day, and it seems that they are still somewhat professionally sensitive.

Fang Tong said lightly, "I don't know very well, there should be a reason."

Xiao Zhang refused to give up and pulled Fang Tong torture him: "Brother Fang, you have resigned, so let's give us some information."

"Although I have resigned, I still have the obligation to keep the information confidential. How can I just leak information? Besides, how credible can a former employee's revelation be?"

Xiao Zhang scratched his head and said in confusion: "You are the director of Haoyu and the former producer of "Midsummer Night's Dream", how could you not have credibility?"

"Of course it is not credible. It is easy to be understood by others as a malicious attack by former employees to vent their anger. The credibility of this kind of revelation is not as credible as a passerby."

Xiao Zhang was indeed on the road, and his eyes turned and asked quickly: "Brother Fang, who do you think is more credible to the news?"

Fang Tong smiled: "Any show gave up such an important time point, obviously there was something wrong with the content of the show. If it can't even make up for the later stage, it's the problem left during recording."

Fang Tong looked at Xiao Zhang and then reminded: "I heard that this episode of "Midsummer Night's Dream" was recorded at Qilingshan Resort in Haizhou. The recording of this kind of love reality show is at least ten days in the resort. If something really happens during the recording, the hotel staff, the owners of small supermarkets around, and the old and the aunts watching the fun are the ones who know the most."

Xiao Zhang was still a little confused: "How can these people say be credible?"

"Why aren't there? They have no interest in the show, and they say all unintentional words. Although they are trivial matters, they can piece together a detailed story, with details, pictures, and evidence from each other, which is much more credible than me, the former director."

"I understand, Brother Fang! Let's go to Haizhou now." Xiao Zhang immediately realized and looked at Fang Tong with a clever look on his face, "Brother Fang, do you think this manuscript is more appropriate?"

Xiao Zhang had already reacted. Fang Tong said he would not reveal the information but pointed out the direction for them. It was obviously meaningful, but it was just inconvenient to explain it clearly.

Fang Tong thought for a while: "It's just one week. You can even write this kind of manuscript with interviews, so it will take a week to complete it."

"One week... I understand." Xiao Zhang calculated the time. A week later will be the normal broadcast time of "Midsummer Night's Dream". It turned out that Fang Tong was going to catch up with this time point.

Fan Dongsheng, who was standing beside him, was confused. Seeing them playing puzzles, Fang Tong and Xiao Zhang nodded tacitly to each other before following Fan Dongsheng out.

"Write it well! You will postpone the rent for one month." Fan Dongsheng, as the landlord, was indeed very generous.

When he left the door, Fang Tong took out his cell phone and saw that the bait in his circle of friends was quite moving, and a large number of people in the circle interacted with him below.

Before Fang Tong finished reading, he called in.

"Fang Tong, why did you go to a small company?" The call was Lao Yu from Lerui Media, who used to chat well at the industry summit.

"I want to go to Le Rui or Xindong, but I'm afraid Xing Youda has already greeted you two families?"

"Oh, why are you so furious with Xing Youda?" Old Yu smiled, neither admitting nor denying, "You can't be so hasty, it's too unprofitable to find a small company."

"The small company is also very good." Fang Tong smiled, "Didn't Haoyu also started from a small company back then?"

"Haha, you guys are enough. I think Xing Youda has created an opponent for himself."

Lao Yu's phone number has no substantial content, but just a few symbolic condolences. He is the middle-level member of Le Rui, and even if he wants to help Fang Tong, he is powerless.

Fang Tong guessed correctly. Xing Youda really didn't plan to let him join the other two groups. Fortunately, Fang Tong didn't have the idea of ​​these two companies, otherwise he would definitely be disappointed.

Just after hanging up Lao Yu's phone number, another call came in.

"Fang Tong, I am from the Haoyu Human Resources Department."

"Is there something wrong?"

"I want to remind you that you signed a business clause with Haoyu at that time. You cannot work in any company of the same type within two years."

As expected, Xing Youda didn't even want him to go to the small company.

Killing people was just a lie, but Xing Youda wanted to make him desperate, and then knelt down and beg for mercy.

Is daydreaming really so fragrant? I'm afraid it turns into a nightmare...

"Well... I signed it, but I remember that the terms of competition only take effect on the premise of paying competition compensation." Fang Tong reminded.

Most companies sign a competition agreement when they join the key positions, which is a prerequisite for employment. However, when they leave, the company will consider it, and not everyone will trigger it. Only when the company feels that your departure may cause harm to the business will they pay compensation to start the competition clause.

If this clause is triggered, the resigned employee will definitely have no right to refuse.

"I called to inform you that the finance department has sent you the compensation for the whole year, so the terms of competition have already taken effect."

Fang Tong was a little surprised that the compensation for the competition was usually paid monthly. Unexpectedly, Xing Youda was eager to put pressure on him and took action so generously.

"That's great! Don't worry, I will definitely abide by the terms of competition."

Fang Tong hung up the phone, and his face was so happy that he made Fan Dongsheng even more confused.

"You really don't plan to do variety shows?"
Chapter completed!