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Chapter six hundred and fifteen: human affection

"Is it a comfortable life to sit and watch the clouds roll and relax every day?" Fang Jing asked, "Whenever I have time, I will go to the company's film and television city to open a teahouse. If I have nothing to do, I will just sit and watch others bragging."

"Vulgar, this is interest, do you understand interest?"

"I know it's a hobby. It's my hobby everywhere. I just retire and have nothing to do. It's almost like finding a few old men to play chess or go fishing."

In the actor's industry, the more advanced people are in the industry, the less skilled they are. Some actors don't even know how to do housework except acting.

As time went by, I felt like I was a handicapped person, and I felt like I would starve to death if I left this industry.

It’s not just actors, it’s the same in other professions as well. If you focus on one profession for many years, no matter how bad you get, you won’t want to step out. You will be scared, fearful, and doubt that you will be a waste if you leave this profession.

Fang Jing plans to play around in the teahouse when he has free time, watch the girls in the film and television city, and listen to the people downstairs mention his legend in an admiring tone.

"You are an old man's play, not suitable for me." After taking a sip of tea, Hu Ge shook his head, "You are young, I don't know where you got such old age."

"When I was your age and I hadn't left school yet, all I thought about was that I could fight for the rest of my life and one day I would succeed."

Fang Jing narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Now that you have gotten ahead, do you still want to fight for the rest of your life?"

"I don't think so. There are things I want to do at every stage of my life. I can't use up all my money now, and I'm not that serious about fame and fortune. After so many years, I've looked away from it."

"After I finish filming your movie, I will no longer act in costumes. I may try to change my career and make a movie or act in a play. In short, I will do what I like."

Hu Ge is the first brother of Sugar Man, and the entire company is supported by him. Over the years, even though some people have offered him ten times more money than Sugar Man, he has not been able to poach him.

When you go to other places, you have to look at the boss's face, but you don't have to do it here. You can film if you want to, and if you don't want to, you can live a comfortable life and there is no need to suffer for a few dollars. When you are middle-aged, you really don't need to work as hard as you did when you were young.

"As entrusted by someone, I asked you to come here to ask for your help. Do you know Chen Yao?"

As they talked, the two got down to business.

"Chen Yao?" Fang Jing sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

Hu Ge reminded, "One of the girls who was recording the actors with you was retelling the Legend of Sword and Fairy."

"Oh, I remember." Fang Jing remembered, wasn't this the performance that Brother Chen Kai and others criticized as useless?

"She's from our company. The eldest sister asked me for help two days ago. She asked me to help Chen Yao arrange a role in Nanjing's new TV series. She doesn't need any salary."

Playing with the tea cup, Hu Ge sighed. In fact, he really didn't want to do such a thing, but the boss was kind to him and it was hard to refuse.

"You don't have to rush to answer. Just take a look when you go back. If it doesn't work, forget it."

"Harm, I thought it would be a big deal and I would let them arrange it when I get back." Fang Jing agreed on the spot without hesitation.

Not to mention giving Hu Ge a face, he couldn't refuse just because Hu Ge's salary was reduced to a cabbage price for his previous performance.

And it's just a character, not the protagonist, so it's not a big deal. Giving away a favor is not a big deal. Chen Yao has been acting since his debut for several years, and his acting skills are passable. At least he doesn't roll his eyes or recite numbers.

"Thank you." Hu Ge picked up the teacup and said, "I'll give you a cup of tea instead of wine."

"It's okay, it's easy."

After chatting with Hu Ge for a while, Fang Jing stood up and prepared to leave, "When the teahouse over at the film and television city opens, I'll invite you over for tea."

"I'll definitely support you."



In the evening, Zhang Fenfang still did not start the live broadcast. After editing the game video recorded today, it was already dinner time.

"Brother, it's time to eat!" A head stuck out from the door. PC::/

"Coming."

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Fenfang smiled. It was not all bad after the live broadcast room was blocked. She moved to live with her parents, spent more time with her family, and also learned the skill of editing.

"Just have a good rest at home and don't think about other things. Business at home is also good now."

"Eat more, let's see how weak your body is now. You live broadcast for 365 days a year and don't exercise. Sooner or later you will lose weight. Obesity, cervical spine, myopia, frozen shoulder, how many diseases can you tell me?

"

"For people in their twenties, their health is not as good as that of an older person like me. If you ask me, it's better not to play games and find something to do that you like. If not, you can come to the company to help. You will have to take over sooner or later anyway."

Parents, you and I kept talking about each other. Zhang Fenfang nodded and didn't listen to half of the words. Maybe he was impatient before, but now he is more understanding.

His family is not poor, they run a business, not to say they are rich, but they are still doing well. Choosing the live streaming industry is purely a hobby. He can earn tens of millions in the next year. He is more interested and earns no less than his parents.

In the past two years, his family almost went bankrupt, but he had to pay for it.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry about my affairs. It should be almost settled now. I'll find my next home. I'll take a two-month break and continue working."

In the afternoon, he took the time to watch it. The anchor who had been crazy about him before was now in a state of distress. The live broadcast room was exploded and the screen was full of family tree greetings.

The Internet is full of their dirty stuff, which has nothing to do with their fans, such as being drunk and urinating everywhere, swearing, fighting in junior high school, skipping school, herding cattle and stealing corn from other farmer uncles, and having bad relationships with classmates and teachers...

The most incredible thing is to dig out a live broadcast video from a few years ago, saying that it advocates crime and attracting fans, and calls on the police to take control.

There was so much that he couldn't even look at it. He looked at it for a moment, thinking it was real. The Internet was so busy now that he didn't care about his affairs anymore.

"It's finally possible to rest, why are you working so hard?" Zhang's father glared and shouted: "How much is the signing fee? You come to the company to help me, I will give you the same amount, and you don't have to work in the middle of the night."

As she immersed herself in her meal, Zhang Fenfang said calmly: "Okay, you have to give me 40 million and let me play games and go to work every day. I will go to the company right away."

"Ahem! So many?"

"Yeah." Zhang Fenfang said with a slight snort: "But the entertainment industry has heavy taxes, and you have to pay 35% tax on your income."

Of course, ordinary anchors cannot pay such a high tax. He is different. He is considered top-notch in the live broadcast industry, especially in the game of Honor of Kings.

"So, you should leave the family business to your sister. I'm not interested."

"I don't want it." On the side, a girl in her twenties shook her head, "I want to be my brother's agent."

Zhang Fenfang curled her lips and said, "Go, please stop causing trouble. I'm not a celebrity, so what kind of agent do I need?"

"Yes, you are tired of live broadcasting. I will send you a fruit plate, order takeout and so on. Isn't this great? My salary is not high. You can give it to me as long as you pay 30,000 to 20,000."

"Thirty thousand and twenty thousand for a fruit plate. How dare you say anything? Even two hundred is too much for me."

"Then it's like eighteen thousand or something, right?"

"I'll give you 10,000. You go to work at Mom's place. Don't bother me and I'll burn the incense."



The brother and sister exchanged words one after the other, fighting fiercely, and the meal passed like this.

When I wake up tomorrow, the sky will be different.


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