With Wang Hao's warm greetings, the three of them left the hotel and each drove a stylish sports car and disappeared at the end of the road.
The one million ended up being kept.
Originally, Wang Hao was determined not to do it. After all, participating in that competition was just a coincidence, and he didn't go there for the million-dollar prize.
I can barely be considered a multi-millionaire now, and the three songs on Cool Music are earning hundreds of thousands every day, so there is no need to lick my face and ask for the million bonus.
However, his words could not speak to Liu Weijie and the other three. Under the coercion of the three of them, "If you don't accept them, you don't recognize them as friends." Wang Hao had no choice but to accept them.
He also saw that these three people came here just to get to know him and had no other ulterior motives.
So after chatting for half an hour and teaching a few people some simple cornering techniques, the three of them left the hotel.
Before leaving, the three of them all left Wang Hao's contact information and agreed to ask him out to play with cars when they could.
Wang Hao smiled and nodded, but he took this matter to heart.
Now that he has the skill of "Baby Driver", he will naturally not miss the opportunity to go to the track, and maybe he can gain a wave of popularity due to this.
…
After bidding farewell to the three of them, Wang Hao returned to his room and slept until midnight before waking up.
While eating at the hotel restaurant, he met Wang Xun, who had also just woken up. The two simply put their plates together and started chatting while eating.
Wang Hao asked casually: "Where are the others? Are they not awake yet?"
Wang Xun shook his head, his eyes a little sad: "They left by plane early in the morning. They are all big names, and the notices on them are one after another, without interruption at all."
"and you……"
Wang Hao opened his mouth, wanting to ask but not knowing how to ask.
Although his celebrity status is not as good as those of others, Wang Xun is still a second-tier artist, and I heard that his acting skills are very good. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have no work to do, right?
"I did have an announcement, but I just didn't want to go, so I kept putting it off here."
"Ah?" Wang Hao was a little confused for no reason.
Can't live? And envy others who have more life? What kind of psychological state is this?
Wang Xun didn't mean to hide it. After glancing around from the corner of his eye, he lowered his voice and explained: "My contract expires in half a year, and I don't plan to renew it, so... you know
.”
Suddenly, Wang Hao suddenly realized!
The company must have known that Wang Xun was not planning to renew his contract, so they wanted to take advantage of him in the last few months to make a profit, so they arranged a lot of announcements that he was not willing to go.
In this way, it is easy to understand why he would have breakfast here leisurely. It can be delayed for a while!
After swallowing the soy milk in his mouth, Wang Hao took out a napkin and wiped the white traces that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and asked casually: "Where have you decided to go?"
"Probably with Huang Bo, we are inseparable..."
uh-huh?
Wang Hao raised his eyebrows: "Are you planning to join Tianxing?"
There are four super first-tier film and television media companies in the entertainment industry, namely: Huayi, Tianxing, Penguin, and Light and Shadow.
If Wang Xun can join Tianxing, it seems to be a good choice. In the future, whether he participates in movies or TV shows, the quality will definitely be much higher, and he might even be able to play a leading role.
However, at this time, Wang Xun shook his head and said: "Huang Bo is preparing for his film and television company and wants me to sign a contract with his company."
"What? Huang Bo and Tianxing have terminated their contract?"
Wang Hao's eyes suddenly widened. It shouldn't be! Why is there no news about such a big thing on Weibo?
"It's coming soon. His contract with Tianxing will expire in two months. This matter is no longer a secret in the industry, but it hasn't been exposed yet."
When Wang Xun said this, there was unstoppable envy in his eyes.
As for any star artist in the entertainment industry, who doesn’t want to open a company and become the boss? Naturally, Wang Xun also has this idea.
However, he has no strength, no background, and no connections. As long as he dares to open a company, he will definitely be "dead"!
"Oh! Let's finish this half year first."
After sighing, Wang Xun asked again: "What about you? Which company are you going to go to after the contract expires? I heard that Huang Lei, Yan Qi, and Sun Honglei have all looked for you?"
"Well," Wang Hao nodded, and then shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet. After all, I still have a ban on me, so I won't be a drag on them."
Hearing this, Wang Xun opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
After a few responses, he stood up with a wry smile: "I can't hold on any longer. My agent has already driven the car to the door of the hotel. I have to leave first."
Wang Hao nodded, got up and walked him to the door.
From a distance, he saw the agent frowning and looking unhappy.
When Wang Xun walked up to him, his face turned even darker!
Although Wang Hao couldn't hear what the agent was saying, he could predict that it was definitely not a good thing.
This is the tragedy of the entertainment industry!
Although he is already a second-tier artist and a big-star figure in the eyes of the public, he is still nothing in front of capital!
…
After Wang Xun left, he returned to the room and dialed Guo Xiaoxue's phone number.
"Book me two tickets to Shanghai, the sooner the better."
"Okay," the person on the other end responded, and then hung up the phone.
Not long after, just as Wang Hao was about to pack his things and leave, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Wang Hao walked over and opened the door, only to see Guo Xiaoxue standing at the door, her little face full of worry.
"What happened? Is there no air ticket?" Wang Hao asked curiously and greeted her in.
"no."
Guo Xiaoxue shook her head and whispered: "The company asked me to go back right now. They have sent you a new agent, who will be here soon."
uh-huh?
New agent?
Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered the scene he saw just now at the door of the hotel.
"It seems that the company is not planning to make things easier for me?" Wang Hao suddenly laughed.
Guo Xiaoxue nodded, her expression somewhat calm, but after all, she was just an assistant and had no say in the company.
"Then you go back first, I'll wait for my new agent first."
Wang Hao didn't care. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. He was worried about not finding a chance to fire, but he didn't expect the wingman to arrive so quickly.
Guo Xiaoxue nodded and warned: "Then you have to be careful. I heard that this person named Zhao Yang has a very bad temper. The artists under him are full of complaints."
"Well, don't worry, I understand."
…
Guo Xiaoxue left quickly. The company's order to her was to return quickly, leaving no time for her to wander around.
Wang Hao, on the other hand, packed up his things and went directly to the nearby commercial street for a stroll.
Anyway, the earliest flight to Shanghai is at 3pm, which is still a few hours away. Is it possible to wait at the hotel?
As for the new manager Zhao Yang... we'll talk about it when he comes.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
As the phone rang, an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen.
Wang Hao's eyes moved slightly and he pressed the answer button.
"Hello? Who is this?"
A man's voice rang on the phone: "Wang Hao, right? I am the new agent and assistant sent to you by the company. My name is Zhao Yang. Where are you now?"
At the door of the hotel, Zhao Yang, who was dragging his suitcase, looked extremely gloomy.
He had already greeted Guo Xiaoxue in advance before coming. I believe she also told Wang Hao about her coming, but this guy is not in the hotel?
"Oh, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Do you really think you can do whatever you want with just a few achievements? See if I don't kill you!"
Zhao Yang had a thick sneer on his face. Before he came, he had obtained a license from Li Yangjiang, so he could do whatever he wanted!
As a veteran in the entertainment industry, he has at least a hundred vicious ways to deal with rebellious artists like Wang Hao.
"I'm bored. I'm strolling in the commercial street behind the hotel. Has Brother Zhao eaten? If not, there are instant noodles for sale in the lobby of the hotel. You eat first. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Wang Hao directly hung up the phone.
He was catching dolls in the arcade, and this guy's phone call was really disappointing.
Zhao Yang: "???"
Are you strolling around the commercial street to enjoy yourself? Let me go to a hotel to eat instant noodles?
Do you hear this being said in human language?
Zhao Yang's face suddenly turned darker!
…
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Hao arrived late carrying large and small bags.
As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, he saw Zhao Yang sitting on the sofa with a pale face.
Although the two met for the first time, Wang Hao recognized him at first sight. The most important thing was that the disgusting temperament of this man was too much like Li Yangjiang.
"Good afternoon, Brother Zhao," Wang Hao greeted warmly and took a sip of the milk tea in his hand.
After taking a look at the milk tea and various snacks in Wang Hao's hand, Zhao Yang put down the bucket of Master Kong instant noodles in his hand and stood up from the sofa.
"You made me wait for an hour."
"Oh." Wang Hao simply nodded.
Zhao Yang's face was ashen and his voice was gloomy: "Aren't you going to say something? I haven't seen the slightest apology on your face yet!"
"Apologise?" Wang Hao said in surprise: "Hey? Are you sick? I don't insist on you waiting here? And you didn't say that I have to come back immediately?"
With that said, Wang Hao ignored this self-righteous thing and turned around and walked towards the elevator.
Zhao Yang suddenly became anxious and said sternly: "Where are you going!"
Wang Hao didn't hide anything from him and said bluntly: "Go get your luggage. I bought a ticket to Shanghai. The plane will take off soon."
Seeing Wang Hao walking further and further away, Zhao Yang growled: "Little brat? Who allowed you to go to Shanghai? I have found a new notice for you. Please refund your ticket immediately and come with me!"
Hey?
Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh.
He stood still, looked back at Zhao Yang, who was fierce and soft-hearted, and smiled coldly: "I'm going, why don't you bite me if you can?"
"What bullshit new announcement? Labor and management won't play with you, what can you do to me?"
Now that the other party has shown its claws, Wang Hao will naturally not continue to respond with kind words. Anyway, he has already been prepared to fall out.
However, when he heard what he said, Zhao Yang actually smiled, and he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Not long after, Wang Hao's phone rang.
"Mr. Wang Hao, right? This is the Nanshan Court. Your company, Huihuang Film and Television Media, will file a lawsuit in the Nanshan Court against you for infringement."
"We would like to inform you that this case will be officially opened on September 3, 2027, and you must be present in person at that time."
When the phone was hung up, Wang Hao's eyes were fixed on Zhao Yang, and there was an indescribable interest in his eyes.
"What? Are you scared to death?"
Zhao Yang naturally saw the strangeness in Wang Hao's eyes, but he just thought that Wang Hao was frightened and didn't think much about it at all.
In his opinion, no matter how calm an artist appears on his face when he receives a summons from the court, he will definitely lose his composure in his heart.
This is the guard of honor for his trip!
He approached Wang Hao with confident steps and said again: "How about it? Can you refund the ticket and come with me now?"
"It hurt my groin!"
Wang Hao gave him a middle finger, turned around and got on the elevator. The plane would take off in an hour, and if he delayed any longer, the ticket would be in vain.
However, he left gracefully, but Zhao Yang in the hotel lobby did not come back to his senses for a long time.