The year when he met He Sichen was the darkest stage of Feng Suheng's life.
First, the entertainment company he had invested all his efforts and savings in collapsed.
Then, my seven-year-old son died in a car accident.
The wife couldn't bear the blow and filed for divorce.
At that time, he went from a well-known small boss in the industry to an agent of Universal Media.
If you can't sign another artist, you'll either have to take a salary cut to become an artist assistant, or you'll have to resign yourself.
That year, he felt as if the sky had never dawned.
No matter what time it was, it was pitch black above my head and in front of my eyes.
Until that day, he met that bright boy on a bench on the street.
"are you hungry?"
Wearing the uniform of a courier boy, his face reveals the tenderness of a young boy.
The young man sat beside him mindlessly, twisted half of the burrito in his hand and handed it to him.
The boy's expression was extremely natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.
Burritos, which cost a few yuan, are a local snack in Licheng.
You can see them everywhere on the street.
The one the boy bought was the cheapest. It only contained eggs and vegetables, and didn’t even add starch ham that cost a dollar a stick.
But the half he handed to him was more than what he had in his own hand.
Feng Suheng was stunned for a long time, and the boy also waited for a long time.
The moment he took the burrito, Feng Suheng raised his head.
Then, I saw the boy's handsome face.
Ye Wan was astonished when he heard this, "Brother Heng, you are the most lucky person to come to your door."
"yes……"
The gaze that fell on He Sichen was particularly gentle, and Feng Suheng recalled with all his eyes, "In that year, we almost never rested in the dormitory provided by the company. We were either at work or on the way to work. We were really tops.
Just as busy."
Fortunately, the hard work has produced results.
Ye Wan still felt a little incredible.
That road-crazy and socially fearful He Sichen actually did such a thing before?
"Can't think of it? I can't think of it either..."
Feng Suheng said with a smile: "I asked him about it later, and he said that he lingered there for more than an hour that day because of me. He always felt that if he didn't do something, I might be on the overpass in the next moment.
.”
Next to it is the overpass.
Opposite the overpass is a primary school.
At that time every day, there are children walking up and down the overpass.
The boy looked at him as many times as he looked at the overpass.
Finally, I mustered up the courage to sit next to him with a burrito and stretched out my hand towards him.
It seems that from that day on, his life went from darkness to light.
He Sichen became more and more popular, and he changed from an agent to a gold medal agent in the world.
Later, the boss wanted him to be the agency director and take charge of all agents and artists in the world.
He refused.
Everyone thought that he didn't want to let go, for fear that He Sichen would fall into the hands of another agent, so he wanted to hold on to this money tree.
Only he knew that he just wanted to be worthy of that young man and his own conscience.
It was that boy who pulled him out of despair.
What he wants to do is to prevent him from regretting his actions.
"In the eyes of outsiders, our relationship is that of a manager and an artist. In fact, in my heart, I regard him as my son."
Taking a clear look at the young man, Feng Suheng suddenly felt that if his son had not left this world, he might have looked like this.
He is handsome, kind, and like light brings a little warmth to people, but it is enough to soothe people's hearts.
“My colleagues often ask me how much they want to pay before I am willing to let go.”
Feng Suheng smiled and shook his head, "I won't let go. Unless one day, he tells me that he has found his family and friends and doesn't need me anymore. Otherwise, I won't let go!"
It's not about money.
When doing things as a person, you must first be worthy of your own conscience.
Secondly, we must be worthy of those who should not be let down.