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Chapter 117: Red Packet

"call!"

An hour later, all the singers breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that the director had arranged everything without mentioning lip-synching.

For general large-scale parties, many organizers will ask for lip-syncing for safety reasons.

The singer either agrees or leaves, there is no other way, but most of them will agree to lip-sync in order to gain exposure.

But if you agree to lip-sync, then it will be a bit awkward to hold the microphone up when the time comes.

"At 11 a.m. on the 14th, at 4 p.m. on the 15th, and at 6 p.m. on the 16th, the full rehearsal will begin."

Fang Jing wrote down his rehearsal time in his notebook, three times in total. The first two times were for everyone to rehearse separately according to the schedule, and the last time was to rehearse one by one in strict accordance with the official broadcast order.

In fact, the last time was no different from the broadcast, except that there was no audience in the audience.

"Everyone, I will read out a group number for you all to add. If anything happens, I will notify you there."

The chief director read out a series of numbers, and the people below quickly wrote them down.

"Okay! If you have any questions about my arrangement, you can raise it. If nothing happens, let's break up and prepare for the rehearsal."



Coming out of the conference room, Pu Baji patted Fang Jing on the shoulder and said, "Would you like to have a meal together later?"

"Okay! It just so happens that I have nothing to do."

Fang Jing handed the notebook to Xiao Wenjing who was waiting outside, "You go back first, just leave Brother Wang and Brother Hong."

Looking at the dozens of words in the notebook, Xiao Wenjing’s veins jumped in her forehead. Is she the laziest celebrity?

"I got it! Teacher He from Kuaiben called me. He didn't say anything. Please come back."

"kindness!"

Fang Jing took the phone and dialed the number while walking.

He has two mobile phones, one for public use and one for private use. The private one only has a few people's phone numbers, and the public one has a lot of contacts, hundreds of them.

"Hi! Hello, Teacher He. I'm Fang Jing. Sorry, I was in a meeting just now... Yes! Thank you very much, but I can't go. The company has already made arrangements. Sorry, I will treat you to dinner when I have time."

Fang Jing left his personal mobile phone behind and returned the public one to Xiao Wenjing.

Pu Ba said, "You are busy in advance. If it is inconvenient, we can meet again next time."

"It's okay!" Fang Jing shook his head, "Where is the place to eat? I'll be there in a minute."

"Send it to you right away. Remember to come over later and I'll go find some friends."

After leaving the Magic City TV station and getting into the nanny car, Xiao Wenjing saw no one else and asked softly, "Why is Teacher He looking for you?"

"I didn't agree to participate in the Shonan Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala."

Fang Jing didn't dare to agree. He was not Li Yifeng and could go wherever he wanted. He didn't have the strength yet.

Xiangnan Satellite TV is stronger than Magic City Satellite TV, and he also wants to go there. The lineup there is full of big names plus kings and queens, which is not comparable to that of Magic City Satellite TV.

But the company arranged for him to come here. If he dares to go there, haha! Come back and prepare to sit on the bench.

Xiao Wenjing was frustrated, "If only this call had come earlier, maybe Sister Ning could still deal with it."

"Forget it, why are you talking about this? I'll let you get off work early today, and I'll ask Brother Wang to take you back later."

"No, I'll get off and take a taxi back."

"Okay! See you tomorrow then."

Xiao Wenjing...

I was just being polite, so why didn’t I say more? Shouldn’t I say a few more words?



According to the address sent by Pu Ba, Fang Jing came to a hotel. After sitting there for a while, people started to come in in twos and threes, seven or eight, all performers of the Spring Festival Gala.

A few people gathered at a table and drank juice without ordering wine.

The two of them had a meal and laughed, and those who didn't know it thought they had a good relationship. Only then did Fang Jing realize that several of them had just met today and had not known each other well before.

After dinner, everyone left each other's phone numbers, put their arms around each other, and went home as brothers.

Back in the car, Hong Fang and driver Wang Ge were eating in the car. Knowing that they had not eaten, Fang Jing specially ordered one from the hotel for them.

"You guys eat first, don't worry, I'll take a rest." Seeing Brother Wang put down his chopsticks to drive, Fang Jing waved his hand.

Even though he said this, the two of them still ate very quickly and finished the dishes within a few minutes.

The next day, after rehearsal in the morning, Fang Jing went straight to another province for a business performance in the afternoon, but Yang Ning couldn't persuade her.

There is no other way. If we don't go, Xiao Wenjing and the others won't be able to pay their salaries this month, which is tens of thousands!



On February 17, New Year's Eve, the company organized a dinner party at noon, and each person was given a red envelope. Fang Jing happened to be there and received one thousand eighty.

Coming out of Yang Ning's office, Fang Jing noticed that Xiao Wenjing looked at him wrongly.

"Boss, it's Chinese New Year."

"Yes! It's Chinese New Year."

"Happy New Year!"

“Have fun together!”

"Happy New Year!"

"Just say it once, I can hear you."

Xiao Wenjing...

"I didn't expect the company to give out red envelopes! I'm not an employee and I don't get a single point. How much did you get?"

"Hehe! One thousand and eighty, are you envious?"

Xiao Wenjing, is it not obvious what I hinted at?

"Boss, cough! I heard that Shen Hao gave red envelopes to his assistants."

"Oops!" Fang Jing slapped his head, "I forgot if you didn't tell me, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just remember." Xiao Wenjing narrowed her eyes into crescent moons.

"Here's one thousand and eight for you." Fang Jing took out the red envelope he just took out of his coat pocket, "Take it, don't think it's too little, I'll have a meal with Brother Hong, Brother Wang and the others later."

Looking at Fang Jing's leaving figure, Xiao Wenjing burst into tears, and her hands suddenly felt heavy. One thousand and eighty, divided among three people, six hundred per person?

"Xiao Jing, come here." Yang Ning poked her head out and was surprised when she saw the red envelope in her hand, "Fang Jing gave you another one?"

After sniffing, Xiao Wenjing felt aggrieved, "One thousand eighty, three copies, me, Brother Hong, Brother Wang, Sister Ning, did you deduct his salary?"

Yang Ning laughed, "Nonsense, when will I deduct his salary? I even paid in advance for the two days of commercial performances."

"He lied to you! He just gave me your red envelope money. Come and get it."

On the desk, two thick red envelopes were placed, with a blessing written on each cover, one for Sister Jing and the other for Brother Hong.

"Hmph! This guy is so bad." Xiao Wenjing almost crooked her nose in anger. She felt the thickness of the red envelope and was delighted. When she opened it, she saw that it was twenty-eight thousand eight thousand.

Well! The boss is actually quite nice.

This is the benefit of being a celebrity assistant. Although the basic salary is not high, the benefits are good. You can receive red envelopes during several holidays a year. It is not a problem to earn less than 100,000 yuan a year.

Yang Ning threw Hong Fang's share to Xiao Wenjing, "You can give it to Brother Hong later. He should be downstairs. Xiao Wang's Fang Jing will give it to him himself."

With a serious face, Yang Ning continued in a deep voice, "You are often with Fang Jing. Do you know where he spends his money?"

"This time, he paid for your red envelope with the money from the two days of commercial performances, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get a penny out at all."

"No way?" Xiao Wenjing's heart skipped a beat. She had some idea of ​​how much money Fang Jing made. She must have seven to eight million, but now Yang Ning actually said that she couldn't get a penny out of it.

"I don't know. He is usually very frugal. He always eats box lunches and orders takeaways at home. He doesn't have any bad habits."

"Alas!" Yang Ning sighed. It seemed that he had to talk to Fang Jing. What was he going to do with all the money? Don't go astray and ruin your life.


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