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Shen Ming pricked up his ears and listened briefly, saying that Xiao Wen seemed to have a crush here, but he didn't hear clearly who it was. There were all kinds of romantic affairs in the industry, and the crew and couples were not new, so he was too lazy to do it.
Inquiring about these gossips, he leaned over and said, "That person hasn't come back and can't be contacted. What should I do?"
He Lirong glanced at him and said: "That's not easy, you are responsible for this. We still have to catch a flight, otherwise we will miss the celebration party in the evening. I haven't been to the newly opened Portman's yet.
"
"That's right, Xiao Shen, just work hard!" Chen Zhixi also hurriedly followed.
After saying that, he started to greet everyone to set off.
Shen Ming looked confused and hurriedly chased after him and asked: "Then... what should I do?"
He Lirong turned around and smiled brightly at him and said: "You are stupid, just watch it yourself!"
Am I stupid?
Shen Ming scratched the back of his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Yes, the mission of the tool men is over, why do you still care about them?
He quickly grabbed his suitcase and trotted after me: "Hey, wait for me!"
Xiaowen and his group were missing along the way, and no one else, including Bai Xue, actually cared. To be honest, Xiaowen's troubles along the way had already exhausted all his popularity. Without him, everyone might feel even more
Relaxed, even secretly gloating about his misfortune.
Shenzhen's Bao'an Airport is very close to the city center, only a 30-minute drive away. Today's flight to Beijing was rarely on time. Everyone successfully changed their boarding passes and boarded the plane.
"Xiao Shen, this way."
Shen Ming had just gotten on the plane and was about to go to the economy class seat at the back when he was stopped by He Lirong.
During the publicity road show, the crew leaders Chen Zhixi, He Lirong, director Wen Muye and actors Bai Xue, Xiaowen and Li Zonghan usually travel in first class or business class, while other staff are crowded in the economy class at the back.
"Sister Rong, I am an economy class seater."
"It's okay. Xiaowen didn't come. There's just a seat available. I'll upgrade it for you."
"Ah?" Shen Ming was surprised and inevitably had some ideas.
"Ah what, don't be stupid, hurry up, don't block other people's way."
He Lirong looked at his stupid look and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Why!"
The guy hurriedly responded, apologizing to the passengers who were stuck behind him, and squeezing his way through.
The first class cabin is extremely comfortable, with spacious seats that allow you to sit or lie down, and the service is also different. The most important thing is that the goddess in your mind is sitting next to you - Sister Rong.
The opportunity was rare. Just as he was mentally building up the courage to talk to Sister Rong next to him, his cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.
He forgot to turn on the flight mode when he got on the plane. When he pulled it out, it was the number he had answered the most in the past few days - the mobile phone of Xiaowen's executive agent.
Without thinking, he hung up and put his phone into airplane mode.
He Lirong happened to take a look and said casually: "Hey, why don't you answer the phone?"
"No more. The two people at the hotel are probably waiting for me to order food for them right now!"
"Ordering a meal?"
He Lirong was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered the call Shen Ming had received from Xiaowen's executive agent before, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You are so funny!"
Then he smiled and said: "I've really worked hard for you these days. I'll treat you to a drink later when I have time."
Shen Ming had always been thinking about the "compensation" that He Lirong mentioned before. When he heard that he was drinking, he was inevitably a little disappointed and said: "Well, Sister Rong, forget about drinking. I usually don't drink."
"Hey, you don't know how to drink?" He Lirong said unexpectedly.
"It's not that I don't know how to drink. It's just that when I was with my new brother, I had to drive, so it wasn't easy for me to drink. After a long time, I simply stopped drinking. Alcohol is not a good thing anyway."
Shen Ming felt a little anxious, fearing that He Lirong would be unhappy.
After hearing this, He Lirong immediately made a cute face and said, "That's just right. If I drink too much at the celebration party tonight, I'll leave it to you. You have to send me home safely."
"Uh... ok, it must be no problem."
Shen Ming's originally disappointed and anxious mood suddenly turned into excitement. He did not think wrongly, but Sister Rong's words conveyed a kind of trust to him, which was much better than Sister Rong teasing him in the past.
It made him feel even happier.
…
In the middle of the conversation, the execution broker was holding his mobile phone. He just called Shen Ming, but the person on the other end actually hung up. When he called again, he heard, "The phone you dialed has been turned off."
Hey, what do you mean?
The executive broker's first reaction was: Hey, demo, if you don't answer my call, you're a coward and don't want to hang out anymore!
During this period of time, he was used to being an uncle in front of Shen Ming and felt particularly good about himself.
However, then he suddenly remembered something important, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and he quickly called the lead producer Chen Zhixi again.
If it can't be connected, it's also a shutdown.
Then I called He Lirong, my boss and classmate Bai Xue, Li Zonghan...
Almost all the phone calls of everyone on the crew stored in his cell phone were called, "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off!"
These execution brokers were really stupid. They sat on the bedside in a daze. Suddenly, with the last glimmer of hope, they picked up the phone on the bedside table and called the front desk.
Of course the front desk knows who they are. The crew of the hit "Love Lost" is staying with them, which is a key service target for the hotel. After receiving a call from the executive agent, he made it clear that at present, except for their room and the room next door,
In the luxurious suite, all the rooms of the crew had checked out, and people had already left around 9:30 in the morning.
The last glimmer of hope was shattered. The executive manager never expected that the crew would really abandon them and return to the capital. He had received the notice last night, but Xiaowen had already gone out by that time.
Although Xiaowen never told them what his boss was doing when he went out, and he never asked them to follow him, as executive brokers and assistants, they all knew very well. Including several times before, Xiaowen
Wen took advantage of his break from work to sneak here secretly to have a tryst with someone.
The key is that it is difficult to talk about this kind of thing. At that time, he only responded vaguely. When Shen Ming came to urge him in the morning, he asked them to change their tickets as usual. After all, his boss was the most famous person in the group, so he asked them to wait.
What a big deal.
But he forgot that the road show was over, and their boss, no matter how famous he was, no longer had the capital to blackmail the crew. He just left them without even saying hello, which showed that he didn't care at all.
Thinking of this, the executive agent suddenly started sweating on his forehead. When he saw the assistant on the bed next to him still sleeping soundly, he suddenly got angry and kicked him: "Something big happened, why are you still sleeping?"
Get it?"
After being kicked awake, the assistant looked confused and rubbed his groggy eyes: "What's the big deal?"
Speaking of Xiaowen having a bad temper and playing big, the two people around him have the hardest time, but fortunately, they have the crew and staff to vent to. It is this kind of twisted psychology.
, so that the executive agent did not take the notice from the crew to heart. Because during the entire promotional road show, as long as the boss was not available, the crew had to wait obediently.
Today, the boss went to Xiaoqing. They could have slept in comfortably, and they could also use the boss's signature trick of pretending to be powerful and enjoy the boss's treatment...
But we encountered such a result!
The executive agent said angrily: "They left us behind and went back to the capital."
The assistant was startled and said hurriedly: "What's going on? What should we do?"
"Well……"
It takes almost three hours to fly from Shenzhen to Beijing. Everyone he can contact is on the plane at the moment. If he directly contacts the boss of Xinhao Media, he is not qualified. Usually, Sister Hua will come forward in person in this situation.
But, he doesn't dare to contact Sister Hua yet. After all, Xiaowen's affairs here are still hidden from Sister Hua, and Xiaowen also promised them that after his contract is over, he plans to leave the company and work alone as an agent.
Of course, he and his assistant must follow. In Sister Hua's company, he is only responsible for Xiaowen's executive agent, but in the future when Xiaowen's company is established, he will definitely be a confidant and executive. Although Xiaowen is a bit difficult to serve,
I lose my temper easily, but in the face of future development and career prospects, what's the problem even if I become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?
"Heaven has entrusted this man with a great responsibility. He has to endure hardships on his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and deplete his body..."
These words of Mencius have always been the motto of executive brokers.
So from the moment he decided to be bound to Xiaowen, the three of them became a small group.
The executive broker opened his mouth, but finally shook his head helplessly and said: "Now we can only wait until Brother Wen comes back."
The assistant was frightened by Xiao Wen's power and said worriedly: "Then, what should we say when Brother Wen comes back?"
"What else can you say? Just say that they threw us here deliberately!"
We waited until about 1:30 in the afternoon, when the plane was about to land at Beijing Capital Airport, and Xiao Wen came back wearing a black peaked cap, sunglasses, and a black mask. According to the original plan, he flew to the mountain city of Chongqing at three o'clock.
It's time to leave in a moment.
He was in a pretty good mood today, and was still recalling the tenderness last night. He was young, firm, and gentle, unlike his old tigress, who was old and frail, demanding excessively, and most importantly, fierce.
But Tigress has resources, and he cannot be in the position without Tigress's help. So he is very cautious every time he comes here, and even his most trusted executive brokers and assistants are not allowed to follow him.
When he returned to the hotel and passed by the lobby, he felt a little surprised. It was supposed to be time to leave, but he didn't see a familiar figure. He returned to the floor where he lived and knocked on the door of the executive broker and assistant next to him.
When he opened the door of his room, he received a piece of news that almost shocked him.
"Boom!"
A water glass hit the stall hard, soaking a large area, but the glass did not break.
Xiaowen acted like he was going crazy again, picked up the cup and slammed it against the mirror on the wall.
"Wow!"
The cup and mirror finally shattered on the floor.
"It's too much, it's too much. How dare they, how dare they..."
Xiao Wen kept walking back and forth in the room, with veins popping out on his forehead. In the past days, wherever he went, all he heard were the cheers of movie fans, the flattery of reporters, and the groveling of organizers. How could he stand this now?
contempt.
Suddenly he turned around and stared at the execution agent fiercely, gritting his teeth and said: "Since you got the notice yesterday, why didn't you notify me?"
At this time, the executive broker had long lost his previous arrogance and said pitifully: "Brother, your phone is turned off."
Xiaowen suddenly raised his voice and roared: "My mobile phone is turned off, don't you know how to contact Teacher Yao? I say you are a dead person!"
He vented all his anger on the executive agent, and there was no need to hide it anymore.
The executive agent hurriedly defended: "Brother, I didn't expect that. I was afraid of disturbing you! Originally I thought they would wait for you, but they left without even saying hello. Brother, they are obviously
To kill the donkey..."
"Bah! Who do you think is a donkey?"
"Oh, brother, that's not what I meant. I was just making an analogy. They, uh, they just deliberately don't give you face. They..."
The executive agent kept talking about his grievances.
Xiaowen kept staring at him, and after venting his anger, he began to slowly calm down. It stands to reason that "Broken Love" is so popular at the box office, and if nothing else happens, he will also enter the ranks of first-line movie stars. In this case,
Similar to Chen Zhixi, He Lirong and his like will never and dare not break up with themselves at this time. Even if their attitude is more extreme, they have to support and coax him honestly.
Could it be...
He was suddenly startled and thought of a possibility. At this moment, he ignored the fact that he was still angrily scolding the crew for their unreasonable executive manager and the assistant who was standing there stupidly. He went out, walked back to his luxurious suite, and took out his mobile phone.
, he made a phone call to his agent Wang Jinghua.
There are some things that the broker can't handle at all, and Sister Hua has to come forward.
Of course Wang Jinghua knew about the news that Xinhao Media was holding a celebration banquet at Portman today, and as the boss of the male lead Xiaowen's agency, she was also invited.
When she received Xiaowen's call, she thought at first that Xiaowen and the others had already arrived in the capital, and it was rare for them to report to her boss. But as soon as she heard the beginning, her face became serious.
"Xiao Wen, tell me, did you have any conflicts with them during the road show?"
"No, definitely not." Xiaowen said firmly.
Although he was absent from the press conference, declined exclusive interviews, and wanted to eat noodles and drink freshly ground coffee, he always believed that this was the treatment he deserved as a celebrity.
On the phone, he told the crew that he had informed his executive agent last night and that he had just returned now, because he could not hide it. As long as the two parties met, it would be easy to find out the truth.
It's just that he used the excuse that yesterday's road show ended early and the box office exceeded 300 million, so he got together with a few friends in Shenzhen and accidentally got drunk.
Of course, these are all trivial matters. He thinks that half of the credit for the movie selling so well belongs to him. What plans does Xinhao Media have to break up with him at this juncture?
He then told Wang Jinghua: "Sister Hua, do you think my original salary was only one million. Now I am working hard to help them. I can guarantee that most of the people who buy tickets to watch the movie come because of me.
Now that the box office is booming, they have to express their feelings and reasons, right? But are they trying to create conflicts deliberately and steal my money? "