Celebrities in the entertainment industry may look glamorous on the outside and affable in front of the camera, but the images you see are all deliberately shown to you. How can ordinary fans know who they really are?
This circle is diverse and contains all kinds of people.
As Tiancheng employees, they have seen too many celebrities.
Usually the young flowers on TV look cute, but when they turn around they have a different look. Smoking and drinking are the norm, and they lie in the arms of big bosses and play and play around when they have dinner.
"Don't be so cold, it makes me feel embarrassed." Fang Jing touched his nose and said with a smile, "After all, I am also an employee of the company, and we are still colleagues."
"Are there many artists who usually come to the company?"
"Not many! Most of them are outside." A girl stood up straight, pursed her lips and smiled politely, "If anything happens, the agent will basically come to communicate."
"How is it for you to work here? Is life in Yanjing stressful? The house prices are now one level lower than the average price?"
The few people didn't expect Fang Jing to ask this question, so they responded along the way, "It's not bad. The pressure is indeed there. It costs five to six thousand every month just to stay at home and not move."
"As for housing prices." Several people smiled bitterly, "I have no plans to buy a house here. It's too expensive. After decades of hard work, I can only buy a single room."
Even though they work in the capital, they usually wear a suit and tie very decently, but only you know how it feels.
A salary of more than 10,000 is not a small amount, but the monthly rent is 3,000 to 4,000, and it is still a far away suburb. I have to get up at 6 o'clock every day, wash my face and brush my teeth, eat, catch the subway, and transfer to the bus, which is more than an hour's drive away.
Go to the company.
I got off work at five o'clock in the afternoon and dragged my tired body back to my apartment. It was already dark. I had to study and read in the evening. With such a strong competitiveness, if you don't work hard, you will be replaced by others at any time.
They don’t dare to find a girlfriend, and those who do find one don’t dare to split it up, for fear that no one will share the rent.
Fang Jing was about to ask someone a question when the elevator arrived.
"Goodbye! I'll treat you to coffee next time."
"Thanks!"
Looking at Fang Jing's background, several people whispered in low voices, "I didn't expect Fang Jing to be so kind. I was so nervous just now."
"No wonder he donated tens of millions of dollars. It's a pity that I didn't meet him a few years ago with such magnanimity."
"Few people who succeed are lucky. They must be exceptional. By the way, Fang Jing touched my hand. Did you see it?"
"Hey! That's just a handshake, okay? Are you still shameless?"
Fang Jing didn't hear the discussion behind him. He was led by a staff member and walked toward Wang Jinhua's office. He saw him a few minutes later.
"Sister Hua, long time no see, you are young again."
"Aren't you telling lies with open eyes? I work overtime and stay up late every day, and I haven't had a holiday in months. How can I become younger?"
"It's you, I heard that your life is very lively. How many variety show announcements have I found for you? How many times have you been there?"
As soon as Fang Jing came in, Wang Jinhua didn't look good on her. She got angry when she saw him and didn't even ask him to sit down.
When I first signed Fang Jing, I did it because of Yang Ning's reputation and because I thought he had potential. Who knew that this kid was not good enough?
In addition to advertisements and endorsements, I don't go to music festivals and variety shows very much. I just stay in the studio and act all day long.
"You are a singer! Acting is a side job, don't put the cart before the horse." Wang Jinhua said earnestly, hating that iron cannot make steel. "You have obviously come a long way on the road of music. If you work hard to develop, your future will be limitless."
"You can act, but just have fun from time to time. The focus of your work should still be on music."
"Yes, yes, I know." Fang Jing took a glass of water by himself, sat on the chair and nodded.
"If you had known, you wouldn't have turned down so many variety shows." Wang Jinhua frowned and banged the table with her pen.
"I don't know how Yang Ning brought you. There is no plan at all. If you keep going like this, you won't be able to go far. You will be stuck in a thread for the rest of your life."
Of course Fang Jing knew his situation. He didn't dare to think about being a superstar or anything like that. It would be great if he could get to the top. Besides, he didn't want to stay on stage for the rest of his life.
Earn more money while you are young, find a place to retire in a few years, travel and exercise, walk your dog and code, this is the ideal life.
Of course, he didn't dare to say this to Wang Jinhua, otherwise the tigress would go crazy.
"Understood, I just have fun and don't want to give up music."
"It's good to know that the new season of Shonan Satellite TV Singer is about to begin. You go and compete!"
"I...new play is going to..."
"Huh?" Wang Jinhua's eyes widened.
"Okay, okay, it's only once a week anyway, why don't I go?" Fang Jing was helpless.
This show only invited some outdated or half-popular singers. Fang Jing had wanted to go earlier, but with his current popularity, it didn’t seem necessary.
The singers in the previous life invited many people. Those capable singers at that time really became famous for a while with their singing voices, but within two years they disappeared.
It can be seen that the red ones are still red, and there is nothing you can do about the non-red ones if they are exposed again. There are many factors involved, and personality plays a part.
The older generation of singers don't like the hustle and bustle. They have to force themselves to smile and say things that go against their will on the stage every day just for money. After a long time, they can't stand it.
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After being scolded for more than half an hour, Fang Jing asked to leave on the pretext that he had something else to do, and he would not come back after being beaten to death.
"Sister Hua, there's no need to send her off, I know the way, just go down by yourself!"
Fang Jing panicked when he saw that Wang Jinhua didn't seem to let him go and followed him into the elevator.
"Who said I'd see you off?" Wang Jinhua rolled her eyes, "I happen to have something to go out, so I'm just on my way."
"Do you feel you regret coming to me today? You were scolded for no reason."
"Haha! No, how is it possible? I have benefited a lot."
Turning her face, Wang Jinhua said with a smile, "Chen Daoming and others will be scolded when they come to my place. Not just one or two movie queens will cry when I scold them. If you are unhappy, you can tell it."
So fierce? His heart skipped a beat. Fang Jing smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay. I know Sister Hua is doing this for my own good."
"It's good to know! You are like my children. Seeing you wasting your time, doing nothing and having no goals at all, makes me really angry."
"Fang Jing, you have great potential, I hope you don't waste it."
"I know, thank you, Sister Hua."
That afternoon, Fang Jing flew back to Shanghai, found a hotel, set up a few tables, and invited the actors and staff of Lao Jiumen to dinner.
Cheng Weiting received another movie and couldn't come, and some actors were busy filming and couldn't come either.
Zhang Mingen and Ying Haoming arrived early. The boss was inviting guests to dinner, so how could they be absent? They had to put aside such big things.
"Okay Fang Jing, didn't you say that I was the heroine? The scene has almost been cut." Zhao Liying feigned anger and walked in with a young girl.
"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about it because of the plot. It's none of my business. It's all the editor's fault." Fang Jing pushed it cleanly, pointed at a table not far away and said, "Here, it's that fat guy with glasses."
"Come on, you are the boss, do you still have some responsibility? Is it appropriate to pass the blame to the people below?"
With a curl of her lips, Zhao Liying raised her thumb to the girl next to her, "Let me introduce you to my special stand-in, Li Yitong, who followed me here for a meal."
"Hello, Teacher Fang Jing!"
"Hello!" Fang Jing shook hands and said with a smile: "Are you interested in working in our company? I'm very optimistic about you."
"ah?"
"Hey! I'm still here." Zhao Liying said with a smile, "Is it appropriate to pry the corner of the wall in front of me?"