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Chapter 382: It's really going to fire.

In the end, Zhou Jian signed up with Zhou Teng as he wished. Apart from anything else, the fact that Ma Lili was also popular with Zhou Jian was enough for Zhou Teng to trust him. At the airport, Zhou Teng reluctantly said goodbye to his wife: "Daughter-in-law."

, I’ll take you over after I’ve settled down there.”

"Okay, let's go, we've checked in." Wang Qi pretended not to care, but in fact her eyes were already red.

Zhou Jian sighed in his heart, despite being so affectionate now, it would not necessarily be the case if he entered the entertainment industry. There were too many people in this circle who could resist and escape. To be honest, he had never seen a few of them.

When he arrived in the capital, Zhou Teng was just like Grandma Liu when she entered the Grand View Garden. Everything she saw was novel. Zhou Jian felt funny in his heart. This kid had only been back to his hometown for two years, and it was as if he had never been there before.

When he arrived at the company, Zhou Teng saw the staff coming and going in a hurry, and a stone fell in his heart. Fortunately, it was not a leather bag company, but there were too many people, right? How many artists did this company have?

ah?

When the staff saw that the boss had brought someone back, they looked at him blankly and were curious for a moment. Was he an artist? Or a new intern? If the intern looked too old, wouldn't he be a related person?

"Don't be stupid. Come on, clean him up for me. You'll have to follow me upstairs later." Zhou Jian glared. He had been in a high position over the years and still had a strong aura.

The staff was so frightened that they quickly pulled Zhou Teng to the dressing room. Zhou Teng was startled: "Hey, don't pull me, it's my bag."

"Don't worry, no one wants your broken bag. I threw it at the front desk for you. I'll pick it up after work." Zhou Jian said angrily.

In the dressing room, Zhou Teng was being served by several people. Although he was not used to it, this feeling was so comfortable. He had never enjoyed this before when he was playing a small role. Moreover, judging from the techniques of these people, it was obvious that they were all veterans, so he

ask.

"You will get six to seven thousand a month here, right?"

An apprentice girl burst out laughing: "You are really good at joking. I still get 10,000 yuan a month including attendance allowance. My master earns at least 70,000 yuan a month."

"More, how much? Seventy thousand? Isn't this money so easy to make? Then...is your craft easy to learn?" Zhou Teng was so envious. If he had this skill in the first place, why would he still do it later?

Want to run home and stay there for two years?

After finishing the surgery, as soon as Zhou Teng walked away, the stylist poked the apprentice girl on the forehead and lectured her: "You damn girl, our profession relies on craftsmanship to make a living. You talk a lot, but you don't see that it's a joke."

Are you just playing?"

The apprentice girl was a little unconvinced: "No way, I think he is quite dull, which is quite funny."

"It's funny how big you are, but you don't even think about it. What did the boss just say? You want to take him upstairs. Where is that place upstairs? Is that something ordinary artists can go to? This guy might become a big star in the future.

, you should be more careful." After the stylist said this, he ignored the apprentice. If something happened, he would not protect this little girl. In this industry, apprentices are not apprentices, and they are no different from assistants.

Woolen cloth.

The apprentice girl panicked immediately. Although she had only been in the industry for a short time, she had seen quite a few bad-tempered celebrities.

Zhou Jian took a look at Zhou Teng's new look and felt that it was pretty good. Although it was still a bit dazed, it looked better than before: "Let's go, follow me upstairs."

"Upstairs, upstairs?" Zhou Teng was a little confused. When he arrived at the door upstairs, he immediately lost his composure. In front of him were the four characters "Flying Bird Film and Television" and the logo of a bird flapping its wings.

"You won't tell me that this company belongs to you too, right?" Zhou Teng looked incredulous.

Zhou Jian was originally walking in front and almost stumbled. He looked around and quickly covered Zhou Teng's mouth and whispered: "You kid, don't talk nonsense. How can I be so capable? Forget it, don't worry about it.

Anyway, remember to go in and don’t cause trouble for me, you know?”

Zhou Teng nodded quickly. He was wondering, Zhou Jian was too timid this time. It was just a joke. Is it so serious? Could it be that these two companies are in a cooperative relationship?

I said hello to the front desk, who called me and asked: "Oh, Mr. Han is in the conference room. Just go straight and turn right."

"Thank you, do you have time tonight? Come out for a meal?" Zhou Jian had to admit that this girl at the front desk was much prettier than Yang Li before.

The girl at the front desk covered her mouth and smiled: "I have an appointment with my boyfriend today, how about I call him over?"

"Uh, I forgot that I have something to do today... maybe next time." Zhou Jian ran away.

Pushing open the door of the conference room, Han Fei laughed and scolded: "You kid, don't keep messing with our front desk. She is Yang Li's biological sister. If you don't want to take the quarterly repayment from now on, just tell me."

"Ah? No, how did you know?" Zhou Jian looked confused.

With a depressed look on his face, Jiang Qinghou took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Han Fei. It was a pain in the butt. Zhou Jian slapped his forehead, why would they bet on him together?

Han Fei glanced at Zhou Teng who was standing behind him: "Hello, I just watched your chicken and duck talk. It was a great performance. Sit down."

"Hey..." Zhou Teng wanted to say something, but he was touched but didn't know what to say. Han Fei did not pretend to be polite, but used a discussion attitude between actors: What a great performance,

This feeling is so good.

"Actually, we have a script that we haven't found the right person to act in, so we've been putting it aside. I think it's quite suitable for you." After Han Fei finished speaking, he pushed the thick script to Zhou Teng.

Zhou Jian was a little stunned: "Hasn't your movie not been finished yet? Are you ready to start filming so soon?"

Jiang Qinghou shrugged nonchalantly: "Originally, I planned to wait for the show to be completed and polish the new script, and then go home to celebrate the New Year after the project was approved. However, there are ready-made scripts. If we catch up, maybe it will be released before the year.

It’s over.”

"Well, I guess this is definitely bad news for my colleagues." Zhou Jian said with a smile.

Han Fei has been observing Zhou Teng. He probably has not controlled his figure in the past two years and has gained some weight, especially on his face, which shows his flesh. If the stylist hadn't cleaned up his appearance, he would probably be even fatter than he looks now.

But precisely because of this, he seems to be closer to the original character, a greasy and even somewhat mean-spirited middle-aged man.

"This drama is great. Tell me, who should I play? Zhuang Qiang? Oh, this is the second male lead. Otherwise, Ma Daxiang can do it..." Zhou Teng hasn't finished speaking yet.

Jiang Qinghou couldn't help but laugh: "Aren't you too funny? If you are such a small character, is it worth it that our boss, Mr. Zhou, went to your hometown to catch you?"

"What, what do you mean?" Zhou Teng was confused.

Zhou Jian patted him on the shoulder: "Why are you so stupid? Isn't it obvious? You will play the male lead in this drama, and you will really become famous this time!"


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