It was already eight or nine o'clock when Fang Jing came out of the hotel. Although He Kangsheng said that if anyone wanted to leave, they could leave first, but Han Hong and the others didn't move. Who dared to leave?
Shen Hao and his gang have already made their debut and have already been allocated accommodation by the company. Fang Jing and Liu Wei have just finished the competition and haven't had time to make arrangements yet, so they still have to stay at Magic City TV for one night.
Yang Ning didn't drink, so she offered to send him and Liu Wei over. When they arrived at Magic City TV, the three of them went to the dormitory area together.
Seeing that Yang Ning had no intention of leaving, Fang Jing slowly went upstairs, his palms were sweaty, "What are you doing? Aren't you going to sleep at night? Yang Ning shouldn't think I drank too much, right? Liu Wei still
Here!”
With his head tilted, Fang Jing took the opportunity to look at Yang Ning, who was wearing a suit and white shirt, and her long hair was permed into burgundy wavy curls. Although she was in her early thirties, she usually took good care of herself and had slim curves. People would believe her if they said she was twenty-six or seventy-seven.
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In addition, he has been in the workplace for a long time and has a condensed and mature charm. With this style, even an experienced driver will run a red light at the risk of revoking his driver's license.
"Ahem! Sister Yang, what's that...why aren't you leaving yet?" When they got to the door, Fang Jing held the key, either opening it or not.
"Come in and take a look, I have something to tell you."
Fang Jing's hand holding the key trembled, and all kinds of feelings surged into his heart in an instant. To resist or not to resist, that was the question.
Someone had something to do, and Liu Wei couldn't stay any longer. After chatting for a while, he prepared to go back to the room to rest. Fang Jing stopped her just after taking a few steps.
"Sister Wei, don't sleep yet. I have something to discuss with you later."
"Oh! Okay!" Liu Wei nodded doubtfully.
"Open the door, I've been standing here for a long time! My feet are so sore."
Hearing Yang Ning's urging, Fang Jing's heart sank. The key failed to fit the door lock several times, and he finally opened the door tremblingly.
The dormitory area of Shanghai TV is somewhat similar to a university dormitory, except that it does not have bunk beds and is more than a dozen square meters in size. The shower room and toilet are separated by glass doors, with half on the balcony and half inside the room.
Fang Jing's room was very clean, the quilt was folded into dried tofu, the few clothes were hung neatly in the closet, and there was a washbasin under the bed with towels and toothbrushes in it.
As soon as Yang Ning walked in, she sat on the bed tiredly, sighed, took off her high heels and put on her slippers without any ceremony. Seeing that Fang Jing not only didn't close the door, but also stuck it with a broom, she couldn't help but ask:
"What are you doing? Isn't it cold when the wind is so strong?"
Fang Jing smiled and said, "Breathe, breathe! By the way, Sister Yang, don't you have something to do with me? Tell me, I'll listen."
Yang Ning was impatient and said, "Close the door first. If you're not cold, I'm still cold."
"Oh!" Fang Jing reluctantly closed the door.
"Why are you standing so far away? Come and sit!" Yang Ning pointed to the mostly empty bed.
"Gulu!" Fang Jing's throat rolled, "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry for you! My son has disgraced the teachings of his ancestors and religions."
Fang Jing's butt was touching the edge of the bed, and Fang Jing buried his head in silence. It seemed that it was not good to take the initiative in this kind of thing, so he felt guilty and simply closed his eyes. When he woke up, it was a beautiful day again.
After seeing no movement for a while, he glanced up and saw Yang Ning staring straight at him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing him open his eyes, Yang Ning said lightly: "I thought you were asleep!"
"No...no! I'm just a little dizzy."
"Well! Go back and take a rest. You did a good job today. Huang Xiaoming is a good old man in the circle. There is no harm in getting closer to him."
"But you have to be strong to make iron. I hope you can understand this. External forces are external forces after all." Yang Ning took out a bunch of keys from her bag and said, "Take it! The house is rented by the company. After paying half a year's rent, you will
Give it to yourself.”
"I won't be able to come to a meeting tomorrow. Someone will come to pick you up in the morning. After you've settled in, you'll come to the company in the afternoon. There's nothing else to do. See you tomorrow."
"Leaving now?"
"Do you have anything else to do?"
"No, I mean not to stay longer, bah! Leave slowly without seeing me off, no, come often when you have time." Fang Jing was so excited that he spoke out what was on his mind.
Hearing his confusing words, Yang Ning was confused. She nodded, put on her shoes and left. She recalled the abnormality after Fang Jing came in. The more she thought about it, the more wrong she became.
"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!" On the stairs, Yang Ning thought of something and laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight.
…
"Dong dong dong!!"
After taking a shower, Fang Jing was preparing to go to bed when there was a knock on the door of the room. When he opened it, he saw Liu Wei with disheveled hair and wearing slippers.
"You haven't become a lurker yet?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Fang Jing was choked. This girl was telling the truth, "Do you have a problem with me?"
"Didn't you tell me not to sleep and come to me if you need anything? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"It's okay! I just wanted to ask you if the crayfish was delicious tonight?" After thinking about it, Fang Jing said this.
The previous words were meant for Yang Ning to tell her not to mess around if there was someone around soon. Unexpectedly, Liu Wei actually came.
"Neuropathy!"
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Early the next morning, the person who picked up Fang Jing arrived. She was a gentle girl in her mid-twenties, wearing rimless glasses, who claimed to be her assistant.
"Hello boss, my name is Xiao Wenjing, you can call me Wenjing. I am currently your life assistant and publicity assistant." In the taxi, the girl introduced herself.
"Who am I to be the boss? Just call me Fang Jing."
"My salary is all paid by you, not the boss, so what?"
"Really?" Fang Jing was a little uneasy. Why did the company's employees ask him to pay his salary? It's several thousand a month!
Xiao Wenjing nodded, "Yes! I was called by Sister Ning. I don't belong to the company. If I'm not satisfied with my performance, you can fire me at any time."
Fang Jing regained his balance and said with a smile, "Since it was Sister Yang who recruited me, I must be relieved. By the way, why do you have two jobs? Can you keep yourself busy?"
"Sister Ning said that you have no money and can't hire so many people for the time being, so you asked me to do two jobs. But you don't have to worry about my working ability. I have been in the industry for three years and I am not a newbie."
"Three years? Who were you with before?"
"Chen Haibo."
Fang Jing understood. It turned out that this was Yang Ning's confidant. It seemed that he could not be offended. He smiled and said, "Hello, Sister Wen. I'm only eighteen years old. Just call me Xiao Fang. If it doesn't work, you can call me Xiao Jing."
"Keke! You are so interesting. How can you call me boss like that?"
"It's okay! We will spend more time together in the future, so it seems that we are close to each other. By the way, why do you call Sister Yang Sister Ning?"
"Because there used to be a lot of people in the company, and there were quite a few people with the surname Yang. When there were a lot of people, it would be easy to get confused if I called her Sister Yang."
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The time passed quickly with questions and answers, and the two had a pleasant chat. Fang Jing, Xiao Wenjing, and Xiao Wenjing had a certain understanding of the work of assistants.
Simply put, there are three types of assistants: publicity assistants, life assistants, and an unwritten nanny assistant.
The publicity assistant is usually responsible for operating the reputation of the artist and managing the meager profits. He is responsible for promoting the positive image of the artist and is responsible for publicity when there is a song or movie or TV series released.
The life assistant is responsible for daily itinerary arrangements, booking air tickets, booking hotels, borrowing clothes, and handing over to the organizer. Many things must be done in advance.
The worst thing is the nanny assistant. If one day you see someone sleeping in the corridor or in the bathtub, tying the shoelaces of an artist, kneeling on the ground holding a microphone, and standing behind to fan carefully, no need to guess, that is the nanny assistant.