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029 No tears without seeing the coffin

Qiao Qiao's head was buried very deeply and she heard nothing.

"Lu Jian...he's all the fucking blamed Lu Jian..." Hu Congming kicked the paper shredder over, "He has no ability, so he won't allow others to succeed! He's just a little bit."

Old Huang walked to Hu Congming and stretched out his right arm: "Let's go first, don't be here, there is still a chance."

"There is still a chance?" Hu Congming's eyes lit up and he grabbed Lao Huang's arm.

"I can see that Mr. Wei likes him very much." Old Huang pulled Hu Congming up and glanced at Qiao Qiao with a slanted eyes, "It's not over yet, it's not over yet."

"That...my..."

"Let's talk about it when you go out."

"Yes, yes..." Hu Congming then stopped and regained his mentality. He forced himself to smile and walked up to Qiao Qiao, grabbed his arm, "It's okay, I'm fine, let's have dinner first..."

But Qiao Qiao's reaction was very fierce. She shook her arms violently and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't touch me!!!"

After Hu Congming was surprised, he immediately restrained himself, bent down and lowered his posture and said with a whisper: "I was sorry just now, I was a little excited... I was wrong, brother, okay, let's go to have a meal first..."

"No."

"Brothers, it's no big deal." Hu Congming said as he wanted to help Qiao Qiao up again, "If you are unhappy, hit your brother twice!"

"I said, don't touch me!" Qiao Qiao almost jumped up as if she had seen some monster. He looked at Hu Congming in horror and kept retreating to the door, "I don't want to see you again, you guys."

"It's nothing, let's go and eat barbecue. Don't you like to eat crispy bones? Let's order him 20 skewers!"

On the other side, Lao Huang also came over to help and said, "I will pay the bill and eat whatever I want. Thank you for your hard work today."

"How can you... be so disgusting?" Qiao Qiao looked at the two people incomprehensible, and he wanted to vomit, "I don't know, people can do this."

"Ah...haha..." Hu Congming scratched his head innocently, "You must have misunderstood. I was a little excited just now. After all, we are TFs and cannot be separated. You just said right, the second and third... I'd better give them another chance, there's a way back."

"Some roads have, some are not." Qiao Qiao shook her head vigorously, her pace getting faster and faster. He wanted to escape from here, immediately.

"Hey, the fourth brother!" Hu Congming was about to chase after him.

"Let him calm down." Lao Huang grabbed Hu Congming and whispered, "Then the hell are you doing, what are you doing? Is it necessary to do so obvious?"

Seeing Qiao Qiao leaving resolutely, Hu Congming couldn't help but pound the table.

"In the end, it was almost the same, fucking." Hu Congming pointed at the direction of Qiao Qiao's departure and cursed, "This kid is sick! Qianjin Entertainment, Mr. Wei, what else do he want? What's wrong with filming idol dramas and being a model? That makes more money than rock, as for?"

"Okay, let's talk to the second and third brothers first. They acted well just now, and brought the fourth brothers' emotions into it."

"So what? Isn't it just that Lu Jian has ruined it!"

Lao Huang scolded: "Don't always talk about others, you must have problems with your own acting."

"No problem."

"Okay, there is still a chance." Old Huang was too lazy to argue and asked, "Have you ever met the fourth brother's parents?"

"without."

"I think of a way to contact me. The fourth brother didn't understand. The parents always understood. Let the parents know about Qianjin Entertainment and Mr. Wei."

Hu Congming felt that hope was getting bigger again and slapped his head: "Yes, Lao Huang, there are enough tricks."

"It's not a fucking man." Lao Huang told me, "Make it clear, if Qianjin signs your fourth brother, there will be a total of 400,000 yuan in agency fees. If I cut off the 100,000 yuan breach of contract fee on my cushion, we will get 300,000 yuan each, and the second brother and the third brother and the other 50,000 yuan."

Hu Congming smiled and said, "I understand, tell the second and third brothers that there is only 200,000 yuan in agency fees, and we will share the four equally, each person will have 50,000 yuan, right?"

"Don't say it's missing." Old Huang was still worried about him.

"Can money leak?"

The two looked at each other and smiled and walked out of the negotiation room.

Old Huang glanced at Hu Congming and snorted: "To be honest, you really don't fucking rock."

"If you can't eat, why don't you shake it? The original drummers have gone home to plant oranges."

“It’s great to plant oranges.”

"After so many years of life, we have to leave something behind. We were also cheated back then." Hu Congming slapped his palms, "One in and out, one cause and one result, the newcomer deserves to be cheated, I have nothing to do with it anyway."

"Haha, yes, nothing wrong."

Hu Congming suddenly thought of something: "Besides, you don't have the fucking right to talk to me."

"I don't fucking play rock."

...

On the branches of the moon, Lu Jian came to the company's door several times and wanted to lock the door, but he couldn't help but look out, but finally decided to drag it out again.

He was not in the mood to go to the recording studio, but just silently cleaned the kitchen, cleaned the dishes, and glanced at his cell phone from time to time. Seeing that there was no news, he went to lock the door again.

After repeating it a few times, Lu Jian was also annoyed, so he simply sat on the sofa in the company lobby and turned on the TV to browse it casually, which was also considered as an understanding of this era.

Although this technology is already very strong, both film and television works and variety shows are still in a simple state. Even programs like "Happy Camp" cannot be found, and there are more programs like "Zhengda Variety Show".

As for the drama, it keeps up with the rhythm. The awkward acting skills contrast with the whole bloody plot. The idols with red lips and white teeth are dazzling. The works are beautifully packaged. As for the core, it is like a bucket of moldy popcorn. The dry and rotten smell can be smelled through the screen.

Of course, for a considerable number of people, this should be a feast of gluttons. They have the final say, and Lu Jian’s job is just to satisfy them.

Lu Jian couldn't help but think that Qiao Qiao might be the next corn thrown into the pot, frying, stir-frying, steaming and frying, and in the end, I don't know what it will turn into or who will eat it.

He turned off the TV, threw down the remote control, rubbed his forehead and said silently.

No matter what the fuck I do, I will think of Jojo.

Damn, why do you want to see him?

I have never cared about women so much. Isn’t it just a little talented guy who doesn’t know the world?

"Why!"

A heavy sigh came, and Lu Kang came to the lobby in brown pajamas that looked like a bear and a dog: "I just knew you weren't sleeping."

Lu Jian smiled bitterly: "There is no way, I can't delete it, I can only let time dilute."

"Or let the food be diluted." Lu Kang said with a smirk, "What midnight snack should I have?"

“Not hungry.”

"Then I'll do it slowly, boil it slowly over low heat, and simmer it for half a night." Lu Kang rubbed his hands and walked towards the kitchen, "You lie down and sleep for a while. I've had enough sleep. I'll come in the middle of the night. If Qiao Qiao comes back, he will have some porridge to drink."

"Those that do not exist must have been signed." Lu Jian looked at the wall clock, "I just... I don't cry until I see the coffin."

"What a stupid brother." Lu Kang ignored him and just rubbed his hands to the kitchen. No matter what his brother was doing, he was really a little hungry.
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