At the entrance of the single-family villa in Longquan Villa.

A drop of rain splashed on the car window, first forming a small blooming water drop, and then flowing down the car window.

now.

Chen Zhu, who had already sent Buck-toothed Manager Lei and Qin Yifan over, did not choose to leave directly. Instead, he sat in the car and smoked. He did not smoke before, and later because he had been an artist for two or three years, he never became warm.

Not popular, he was forced to change his career to become an artist's manager. After becoming an agent, he gradually got into the habit of smoking because of frequent social activities.

Chen Zhu is forty-five years old this year.

Among the agents in the entertainment industry, he is also a veteran.

Although he is incomparable to the ace managers who have brought out top-tier and even top-tier talents, because he knows how to communicate and knows when to pretend to be deaf, he has gradually gained some connections in the entertainment industry and has brought out many artists over the years.

But what to say!?

A job.

There was still excitement at the beginning.

But as time went by, the passion was slowly exhausted, and in the end it was just about making money.

Nothing good.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

Naturally, there is a relationship with the artist, but it is more about mutual use. The artist uses the contacts in the agent's hands to quickly make himself popular, and the agent is also using the artist to make money for himself, and each takes what he needs more than the accumulation of feelings.

He has been in the brokerage business for many years and has accumulated almost enough money. Even if he retires now, he can rely on the savings in his hands to enable his wife and children to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

It's just that people are always dissatisfied sometimes.

Seeing that other agents could bring out one or two, or even several first-line stars, Chen Zhu naturally had some ideas.

actually.

Artists and managers complement each other.

Both are indispensable.

It's a pity that he has never met a pure artist who just likes acting and singing. It seems that everyone enters this circle with the purpose of making money quickly. He used to think that Huo Yan was this kind of artist, but later he was realized

After being slapped hard, several female artists followed, but the final result was not that after being slightly famous and being pursued by a rich second generation, they immediately gave up their careers to fall in love and get married.

There were even two women who went behind his back and acted as peripheral women.

As for male artists, there are a few good ones, but they can't control themselves when they are even slightly tempted.

The result is obvious again.

Qin Yifan is an artist he has just brought out in the past two years, and he is also the most popular artist he has brought out since he started his career. With his step-by-step development, his singing level may not reach the level of a top singer, but with his outstanding appearance, at least he has

Fans are willing to pay. If you work harder and be more diligent, you may have a chance to become a first-line singer.

But this young man, like many young people nowadays, is too impetuous.

I don’t want to work hard, but I want too much.

What happened to Ouyang Qing last time was indeed part of his coercion.

But he didn't test Qin Yifan's intentions, but the result was very unkind. Qin Yifan, like many artists in the hands of agents, voluntarily placed himself on the price of goods with a forced expression and angry eyes.

Just like Chen Lingyu, Wang Xia just mentioned a few words and told her that this was the fastest way to become famous.

then.

It was as if I was forced by my agent to choose this path.

So Chen Zhu often can't figure out one thing: is it because their managers are so bad, or is there something wrong with the artists themselves!?

If the artist sternly refuses.

Chen Zhu believes that no agent would dare to do this, because without artists, agents cannot make money.

certainly.

Managers also have responsibilities. They will instigate and teach artists what to do and choose, but the final choice is still in the hands of the artist. If she wants to live or die, Wang Xia can still tie her up and throw her on Qian Wei's bed!?

And now Chen Lingyu used her body to get the opportunity to be the female lead in a movie from Qian Wei.

I heard that the filming of the movie has already started.

Qian Wei would visit the class every now and then.

The director of this film is none other than Qian Kun, Qian Weiwei’s son.

Maybe the father and son... This possibility flashed through Chen Zhu's mind. It was hard to think deeply about it, but he felt that it was very likely. After all, the father and son were divers in the industry and were very good at "diving".

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The rain is still falling.

Raindrops hit the front window of the car, making a "pitter patter" sound.

The surrounding green plants were also swaying in the wind, and there was a whimpering sound coming from the car window with a ventilation gap, and occasionally raindrops came in.

After smoking the cigarette, Chen Zhu hugged his chest with his hands, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes for a short rest.

Time passed little by little, and suddenly the lights in the living room of the villa came on. Chen Zhu quickly opened his eyes and walked into Manager Lei's house holding an umbrella. It was already 10:30 in the evening.

It was only less than two hours from the hotel.

Bucktooth Lei nodded towards him and motioned upstairs.

Chen Zhu understood what she meant.

This is to secure the investment in a movie and let Qin Yifan be the male lead. Another meaning is to let him take Qin Yifan back. The reason for doing this may be that no one will know when it is dark and rainy.

She and Qin Yifan reached an agreement.

Went up to the second floor.

The moment he pushed the door open, Chen Zhu hesitated, but then he still turned the door handle.

in the room.

The crystal lamp shines with warm and romantic light, but Qin Yifan, who is leaning against the bed, is no longer handsome.

His handsome face was as red and swollen as if it had been gnawed by a groundhog. His eyes were colorless and hollow, which was a bit scary. Chen Zhu didn't say anything. He chose the road he had to climb even if his legs were broken.

After finishing, he picked up Qin Yifan's coat and put it on him. Then Chen Zhu said, "Let's go!"

Chen Zhu held an umbrella in one hand.

Qin Yifan, who was supporting Qin Yifan with one hand and walking lightly and weakly as if he had practiced Lingbo Weibu, walked out of the villa and opened the car door. Chen Zhu let him get in first, then closed the umbrella and returned to the driver's seat.

The moment the car starts.

Qin Yifan covered his face and choked in pain.

While crying, his body shook as if he had been severely traumatized.

Crying and crying.

He actually took out his mobile phone and logged into his official account, pointing the finger directly at Chen Jiahui.

Chen Zhu knew what he was going to do, but he didn't stop him. After all, Qin Yifan's psychology was probably distorted to the point where he was no longer human. He just didn't know which direction it would develop after the distortion!?

Many young people think it is good to be an artist.

Wearing handsome clothes and being praised by the audience, he looks like a winner in life.

However.

Only when you truly step into this circle will you realize that behind the stars holding the moon, there are often countless heartaches and tears.

Becoming famous is not easy.

Before you have the ability, if you want to get something, the price you pay can be described as miserable.

An Ouyang Qing.

A bucktooth thunder.

Chen Zhu now admires Qin Yifan a little.

Although he is fast, he is really flexible and flexible.

A real man too.

As the car left the community, Chen Zhu glanced back as he turned the corner, and immediately noticed that Qin Yifan was looking at a very young girl on the street through the car window, with a penetrating light in his eyes.

A moment.
Chapter completed!