"There is still no answer to Mr. Qian's call. Mr. Qian's secretary means that Mr. Qian has brought the doctor over to meet with Lu Yuan."
"Bring the doctor there?"
"Yes, Lu Yuan seems to have a cold."
"..."
Han Lu suddenly had a bad feeling.
Lu Yuan has a cold?
Lu Yuan has a cold. Why did Mr. Qian bring the doctor there?
Are you familiar with him?
The bad premonition in Han Lu's heart has become stronger and stronger. Doesn't this make it clear that he wants to sign a contract with Lu Yuan?
"Xiaolu, don't be anxious first. Sometimes no news is good news."
"Um."
Han Lu reluctantly nodded, but the worry in his heart became stronger.
About ten minutes later...
"Mr. Qian called back!"
"Back?"
"Um."
"Look what he said."
"good!"
Han Lu watched Sister Liu answer the phone. The smiling expression gradually turned solid, and then turned from solidified to disappointed. He knew that this was definitely not good news.
"Sister Liu...Mr. Qian..."
"Xiaolu, let me help you contact other endorsements. Mr. Qian's road needs to be cut off first."
"Sister Liu, he signed Lu Yuan!"
"right."
"..."
Han Lu took a deep breath and sat silently on the chair looking at the dim lights below.
His heart began to sink gradually, and even slowly sunk to the bottom.
A huge sense of disappointment enveloped his whole body, making him feel powerless.
Lu Yuan's silly face seemed to appear in his mind, and that face gradually became more and more hateful.
That's all if he was robbed of his Newbach endorsement inexplicably, and now he's robbed of his Dole endorsement...
How many endorsements are you going to take from me before you stop?
Isn’t it because I brought a rhythm before and my fans had anal sex with your fans?
The problem is that I also lost anally, and I suffered a big loss...
Do you need to be so cautious?
And this time it’s other Xiaohuadan fans who are trolling you, not me, so why do I feel like you’re targeting me?
Damn it!
…………………………
"Mr. Lu, there's no need to send it away."
"Mr. Qian, take care!"
"Yes! Mr. Lu, if you release an album, you must contact me, you must!"
"good."
The money always goes away.
I walked away happily with the contract in hand.
Those who didn't understand thought it was Lu Yuan who sent money to him rather than him.
Lu Yuan sent him to the door and the two waved goodbye. Although it was their first meeting, they felt a strange sense of familiarity.
The night wind blew by, and Lu Yuan watched Mr. Qian's car slowly leave. Under the moonlight, Lu Yuan felt that the shadow of the car was stretched very long, and finally the car disappeared in the distance.
"He is a nice person and very sincere in his treatment of others."
"Well, yes, Mr. Lu."
"We can see more such sincere people in the future."
"I understand, Mr. Lu, let's go back. Director Zhang has been waiting in the room for a long time."
"good."
After returning to the company, Lu Yuan saw Zhang Tong in the lobby.
Zhang Tong was sitting on the sofa in the company lobby playing with his mobile phone with an assistant and a briefcase under his arm. When he saw Lu Yuan come in, he stood up and showed a hearty smile.
"Done?"
"Yes, it's a deal."
"Not bad."
"Okay, Director Zhang, let's go in and talk."
"good."
When he came to the office, Lu Yuan yawned slightly. He was really sleepy in the middle of the night. When chatting with Mr. Qian, Lu Yuan felt like he was chatting with a shining golden God of Wealth, so he was extremely energetic.
Okay, but after meeting Zhang Tong, Lu Yuan suddenly found that the sleepy man had suddenly appeared.
Zhang Tong did not notice that Lu Yuan's mental state was beginning to decline, so he took out the script of "Happy Journey" and handed it to Lu Yuan.
"Look at this script?"
"Oh, okay."
Lu Yuan suppressed the feeling of yawning again, took the script and scanned it a little.
This is a comedy film about a series of ridiculous stories that happened to the protagonist while traveling from China to the United States.
Comedy scripts seem to be refreshing, but Lu Yuan felt awkward after reading the script of "Happy Journey", which was completely devoid of any sense of humor.
Half an hour later, Lu Yuan's eyelids were really fighting to death. When he read the script, it was like seeing a lot of messy insects twitching...
"Ayuan, what do you think of this script?"
"Script, are you telling the truth?" Lu Yuan raised his head and glanced at Zhang Tong.
"Well, yes, to be honest."
"I think it's pretty average." Lu Yuan stared at Zhang Tong and spoke his mind.
"Average? What do you think of the protagonist Li Xiao? For example, if you were to play the role, would you be able to interpret this character to another level?" Zhang Tong felt disappointed after hearing this, but he was still
Look carefully at Lu Yuan.
"Director Zhang, I'm actually not very interested..."
"Xiao Lu, comedies have now begun to make their mark in the entire film industry. I think future Chinese films should take the route of low-cost comedies instead of blindly pursuing the route of literary films. Maybe you think this script is very ordinary now, but if you
If the film is actually made according to the script, there may be a miracle at the box office?" Zhang Tong did not give up.
"Director Zhang, in fact, I have to be busy filming "Groundhog Day" and "This Man Is From Earth" in the next few days, and I really can't spare any time." Lu Yuan continued to shake his head.
.
He is only one person, and one person really cannot spare much energy to act in several movies.
He is human.
He is really not a god.
And he doesn’t think Zhang Tong’s movie will be a hit...
Writing any script by yourself is better than Zhang Tong.
"Oh, okay." Zhang Tong could only nod after seeing Lu Yuan's expression.
After all the talk, if Lu Yuan still refuses, it means that he really has no interest in the movie.
In fact, after receiving this script, I don’t know why the first thought that came to Zhang Tong’s mind was Lu Yuan.
He felt that Lu Yuan was very suitable to play the protagonist, and he felt that Lu Yuan and the protagonist were actually quite similar in some aspects.
Before coming, he thought about what Lu Yuan wanted to talk to him.
Such as treatment, remuneration, and other things.
But now...
Lu Yuan didn't talk to him about anything, and he didn't even like his script.
This made Zhang Tong embarrassed.
Everyone was not having a pleasant conversation.
After the two chatted for a while about other things, Zhang Tong stood up and left.
"Xiao Lu, do you really not consider this role?"
"Sorry, Director Zhang, thank you for your love. I actually want to cooperate with you, but you also know that I really don't have the energy and time now. After all, I am no longer alone, and I am really busy during this time...
"Lu Yuanqiang braced himself and showed an apologetic smile.
"Oh, that's such a shame, Xiao Lu, if you change your mind at any time, please contact me at any time... I have a hunch that this movie may be a big hit!"
"Director Zhang, I'm sorry."
Lu Yuan no longer knew what to say. At this moment, he could only say sorry.
When Zhang Tong saw that Lu Yuan really had no thoughts, he turned around and left.
Lu Yuan stayed for a while hypocritically, and Zhang Tong also hypocritically said that he would be busy with a lot of things and it would be inconvenient to stay.
Everyone knows the polite words.
After the two exchanged some false words, Zhang Tong turned around and left.
Lu Yuan was yawning profusely at this moment, and his whole eyelids were completely fighting.
He originally thought he could hold on for a while, and thought it didn't matter if he stayed up all night to pick up guests for three days and three nights.
But actually...
He found that this thing was completely different from playing games.
Lu Yuan subconsciously looked at the time and saw that it was about two o'clock in the morning.
"Wu Tingting."
"Mr. Lu?"
"I'm going to bed first. If guests come later, you can help me receive them, or we can just talk about it tomorrow."
"Oh, okay." Wu Tingting also felt Lu Yuan's fatigue and nodded.
However, just after Lu Yuang stretched and prepared to go upstairs, Wu Tingting's cell phone rang.
Wu Tingting looked at her phone.
The director Li You didn't come, but the king singer Zhou Xiaofeng who came to invite the singer came first...
"What's wrong?"
"Zhou Xiaofeng is here."
"He's here?"
"Well, Mr. Lu, you can go rest first and leave this to me..."
"I'm going to get the guitar. If he's around, you can ask the singer to come in first. It won't take more than a few minutes to sleep." Lu Yuan yawned, rubbed his eyes slightly, and then he became slightly more energetic.
At least he is more energetic than when he met Zhang Tong just now.
"Ah? Mr. Lu, what do you mean..."
"Didn't he invite him to sing? If he can get here within twenty minutes, just let him come to the company. You said I'll wait for him, and I'll write whatever type of song he wants... That's right.
, you prepare the contract, everything will be in accordance with An Xiao’s previous share-sharing contract..."
"Okay." Wu Tingting nodded.
Suddenly I felt a little confused.
It's a little weird at the same time.
Give him whatever type he wants?
Why does it sound like Mr. Lu’s words were casually dismissed?
this……
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It is really immoral to visit Lu Yuan after midnight.
The original intention of Zhou Xiaofeng's call to Wu Tingting was to make an appointment to visit him tomorrow morning. He planned to sleep with his agent in a nearby hotel tonight.
However, when he called Wu Tingting, the meaning of Wu Tingting's response on the phone surprised him.
Ask him if he can be at the company in twenty minutes.
The sooner the better.
Of course, it takes twenty minutes to reach Lu Yuan's company. Lu Yuan's company is not far from the highway intersection, and it takes about ten minutes to get there.
So, he asked his agent to send his luggage to a nearby hotel while he came to Lu Yuan's company first.
When he came to Lu Yuan's company, he saw Wu Tingting standing at the door.
"Hello, Miss Wu, I am Zhou Xiaofeng, may I ask Mr. Lu..."
"Hello, follow me here. Mr. Lu has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Mr. Lu..." Zhou Xiaofeng was inexplicably moved when he heard this.
He was not familiar with Lu Yuan, and his attempt to contact Lu Yuan this time was actually just to give it a try. And it stands to reason that with Lu Yuan's current reputation in the mainland, Lu Yuan can definitely act like a big name.
No problem at all.
But Lu Yuan was still waiting for him so late.
Did Lu Yuan actually value him so much?
When Zhou Xiaofeng followed Wu Tingting into Lu Yuan's office, he saw a young man sitting in the office who was tuning his guitar.
"Mr. Lu, hello, King Zhou Tian has arrived."
"Mr. Lu, hello."
"Hello, King Zhou Tian, by the way, what type of song do you want?"
"Ah?" Zhou Xiaofeng originally thought that Lu Yuan would talk to him about some family history, and even ask him why he disappeared all these years, something that everyone wanted to know, and then exchange a few words, but he didn't expect Lu Yuan to say this directly.
Very simple, very crude...
It was so rough that he was not used to it.
"King Zhou Tian, did I scare you? I'm sorry. In fact, I have always been such a direct person. By the way, you should be able to memorize music, right?"
"Uh... yes." Zhou Xiaofeng nodded subconsciously, he was in a state of confusion.
He didn't understand what Lu Yuan was going to do...
Why ask this question?
"What kind of song do you want?"
"Something with inspirational and positive energy, of course, it would be best if it can be as heart-rending as the other..." Although he didn't know what kind of medicine Lu Yuan was selling in the gourd, Zhou Xiaofeng still put his
The song to be sung was given to Lu Yuan.
"You should understand the division of An Xiao's "Invisible Wings", can you accept it?" Lu Yuan nodded after listening.
"I can..." Zhou Xiaofeng continued to nod. At this moment, he felt a little confused.
"Okay! Wu Tingting, take a piece of paper and a note and write down the lyrics... King Zhou... Ahem, please remember the melody of this song..."
"This... is good..."
Wu Tingting was also frightened by Lu Yuan's sudden move.
This Mr. Lu...
What is he going to do?
"..."
Zhou Xiaofeng stood there stupidly and looked at Lu Yuan after finishing the tuning.
He was even more confused about the situation...
……………………
Twenty minutes later, Zhou Xiaofeng walked out of the "Remote" Entertainment Company with the signed contract and the lyrics book of "Chasing Dreams".
His mind was empty...
Very confused.
A gust of cold wind blew and he shivered...
"Xiaofeng, I left my luggage in the hotel, let's go in..."
"Sister Chen..."
"What's wrong?"
"Let's... let's go quickly..."
"What? You stopped asking Lu Yuan to invite you to sing? Or did Lu Yuan reject you directly?"
"I... If you don't believe me, I've already invited you..."
"???" Manager Sister Chen was dumbfounded.
"Sister Chen, I can't explain it. I don't know why I'm a little scared now. Let's go to the car and talk about it..." When Zhou Xiaofeng thought of the terrifying look in Lu Yuan's office just now, he was chilled to the core.
This is a kind of horror feeling like seeing a ghost.