This is specially prepared for the convenience of our own artists. Although the company has just started and there are not many artists, as the company becomes more formal.
If artists and service staff are crowded together, it will have a bad impact on the company.
So when Yang Wanjun was designing the building, he asked artists and office staff to be separated. Of course, there is no such difference when you enter the company.
After a while, An Qi came to the entrance of the personnel department and saw Yang Wanjun talking with his subordinates.
He didn't take the initiative to disturb her, and Yang Wanjun also saw An Qi and pointed to the conference room aside.
An Qi understood and walked to the conference room. Now she is Yang Wanjun's subordinate.
Although artists seem to have a high status in the company, they are outsiders. In the company, artists are just employees, and your value is to create profits.
Of course, only if you become a first-line star, you may have a place in the company.
This is why, in my previous life, so many artists started their own companies.
I was sitting in the conference room, looking at my phone casually.
“Boring, there are no games on Symbian mobile phones”
After playing Snake for a while, An Qi turned off her phone.
I heard the sound of the door opening, and then the buzzing sound of high heels stepping on the carpet.
An Qi also stood up immediately and turned around.
Seeing it was Yang Wanjun, he said "Sister Jun"
Yang Wanjun smiled faintly and waved his hand, "Sit down, your agent will be here soon."
Then he said, "This is Mr. Guo's face, so I invited him here."
After that, he sat across from him and said nothing more.
An Qi couldn't ask any more questions for a while. Even if she had any questions, she only had to wait a few minutes for them to be revealed.
A few minutes later, there was a crisp clicking sound outside the door.
Yang Wanjun put away his relaxed expression, stood up, and smiled.
"Wen Jing, you are here. Let me introduce you to your artist, An Qi."
An Qi also stood up immediately and looked at the woman in front of her.
She looked about 40 years old. Although she had makeup on her face, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and neck still betrayed her age.
She is wearing a black women's suit and a pair of black heels.
He stretched out his hand gracefully and said, "Hello, I am your manager Zhong Wenjing. You can call me Aunt Jing."
An Qi also stretched out her hand with a smile on her face, "Hello Aunt Jing, I'm An Qi."
"Sit down, I have already handed over your two signings yesterday."
Wen Jing simply sat next to An Qi.
"Wan Jun, without your consent, I made the decision for An Qi. An Qi found these two films by herself, so the film company won't let them go."
"However, Angel still needs to make up for this period of time."
Then he looked at An Qi and said with a serious tone, "From now on, your film appointments need to go through me, and you are not allowed to arrange them yourself. This is my only request for you."
An Qi nodded and was about to speak when she saw Wen Jing speak again.
"Director Qiong is a well-known director. It's quite good for you to act in her film this time. You don't have enough time, otherwise you can go further. This way, try to finish filming Director Qiong's TV series in one month."
"Ah, a month?" An Qi was really shocked. Her original three months of shooting time turned into one month with Wen Jing's simple words.
"An Qi, you still don't quite understand Wen Jing's ability. This time you can be considered a bole," Yang Wanjun said with a smile.
"By the way, Wan Jun, the filming of the TV series directed by you is also going to start?"
"Yes, the script has been selected and it is now in the casting stage."
"Give the heroine to An Qi, and the wealth will not go to outsiders," Wen Jing rarely joked.
"Okay, is there anything else?"
He looked at An Qi and then at Wan Jun.
"Okay, then I'll take An Qi and leave. Time is tight. I've sold my face to Director Qiong."
"Okay, then I'll buy you a plane ticket."
"No, it's been arranged. Angel, let's go."
In less than half an hour, the meeting ended.
An Qi was still in a state of shock at this time. She originally thought that the meeting would last for a long time. Is it over?
Her delicate hand was grasped by a pair of delicate hands. An Qi looked up and saw Aunt Jing pulling her, jokingly saying, "Want to have one more meal at the company?"
An Qi quickly put away her random thoughts, stood up, and said goodbye to Sister Jun.
…
On the way to the airport, the two of them were sitting in a car.
Angel only brought the clothes she wore for the startup ceremony and her daily necessities.
At Aunt Jing's urging, she hurried downstairs with only a backpack and started on her way.
"An Qi, how are you memorizing your lines?"
"I must have memorized half of it. I didn't expect that the time would shorten so quickly."
I'm a little embarrassed, after all, memorizing lines is the basic skill of an actor.
"There is no way, you are not young anymore, you can only seize the time to catch up with others."
Handed An Qi a blindfold.
"Take a break. In the next month, you will have very little time to rest."
An Qi still didn't know why, thinking that filming wouldn't be too tiring, but how did she know that in the next month, she would lose weight to only one hundred pounds.
There was no time wasted at the airport. An Qi now felt that she had arranged everything with Aunt Jing.
Even during the security check, she found the VIP channel early without having to queue, and then boarded the plane in one go.
Lunch was also the meal we ate on the plane, a simple curry rice, a piece of steak, and a glass of juice.
An Qi originally wanted to take a rest, but she still hadn't memorized half of her lines. After checking that the skill time had improved, she continued to read the script.
Zhong Wenjing looked at her artist and nodded with satisfaction. An Qi was considered the third artist she had trained, and it was also her final work.
Quick adaptability and diligence are the most basic qualities for An Qi to become a star.
If she couldn't even have this, Zhong Wenjing would immediately reject Mr. Guo's offer as an artist.
After all, I don’t want to lose my gold agent’s business card late at night.
Pressing the call button on the airplane seat, a flight attendant wearing a cheongsam came over.
Squatting next to Zhong Wenjing's seat, "Hello, is there anything you need me to do?"
Zhong Wenjing pointed at An Qi and said, "Give her a blanket."
The flight attendant understood and said "Okay". When boarding the plane, the flight attendant noticed which passengers knew each other, so An Qi and Zhong Wenjing were already bound by the flight attendant.
He took a fluffy blanket and sent it to Angel.
"Ma'am, give me a blanket"
An Qi was cold, but she didn't call the flight attendant, so she was a little confused.
Then I saw the stewardess pointing at Zhong Wenjing who was wearing an eye patch.
After An Qi thanked the stewardess, she covered herself with a blanket, closed her eyes, and took this rare moment of rest.
After a burst of turbulence, the plane entered the stratosphere.
It takes about three hours to fly from the Imperial Capital to Lingang City. By the time the plane lands, it will be two o'clock in the afternoon.