Chapter 7 Chapter 7 You won’t fall in love with him, will you?

It was just past six when Chen Zhuo got home, and it wasn't even completely dark yet. Jiang Jun was lying on the sofa, about to send her a message asking if she was coming home for dinner.

"Why did you come back so early today? I was just about to send you a message." Jiang Jun was surprised to see Chen Zhuo coming back.

"I took a day off."

"Ah? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I went to get the certificate."

"Oh oh." A few seconds later, Jiang Jun jumped up from the sofa, "What?! Got the certificate? What certificate, a marriage certificate?" She stared at Chen Zhuo with wide eyes.

"Yes, didn't I tell you yesterday?" Chen Zhuo said it lightly. She changed into slippers and walked into the restaurant and poured herself a glass of water. She looked nonchalant as if she had just gone out to buy something. Getting the certificate didn't seem to be a big deal to her.

“No, weren’t we discussing it last night…” Jiang Jun walked forward and surrounded Chen Zhuo, still with a look of disbelief on his face.

"The result of our discussion is that we can get married. It's not like I'm destined to be together as you said." Chen Zhuo couldn't help laughing as he said this. "This is my destiny."

Jiang Jun elbowed her, "I'm really convinced." She confirmed again until Chen Zhuo took out a marriage certificate from his bag. Jiang Jun took it and couldn't help but swear when she saw the wedding photos, "Zhuozi, why didn't you say he was so handsome earlier? With this look, what's there to hesitate about..."

Chen Zhuo was speechless. You changed sides too quickly...

"Now you're not saying you're a marriage fraud and not gay anymore?"

"You know me too. My values ​​are determined by my appearance. Hahaha..." Jiang Jun suddenly sighed, "When will I be able to date a guy as handsome as this? Ah - it's been a long time since I had the comfort of a man." Jiang Jun sighed.

"Tsk, you'll be suffocated to death if you don't have a relationship. But your relationships never last long. How long are you going to keep doing this?" Chen Zhuo asked as he went to the bedroom to change into pajamas.

"A relationship that lasts more than three months will deteriorate, and the other person's true colors will slowly show up. Some people want you to be a mother, some want you to be a nanny, and some want you to be a dog. I can only run away." Jiang Jun followed her and took another closer look at the marriage certificate. The girl was beautiful and the boy was handsome, at least they were good-looking to everyone.

Jiang Jun: "I really should have some drinks to celebrate tonight, but I have a meeting with a producer tomorrow, so I'm going to be swollen all day drinking."

"Don't drink anymore, it will only delay things." Shen Zhuo said.

If it weren't for the drinking, the marriage might not have happened. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but never mind, people always have to pay the price for their actions. She drank the wine, and she wanted to get married, so who can blame her?

Chen Zhuo snatched the marriage certificate from Jiang Jun's hand and threw it into the bottom drawer of the wardrobe. There was nothing in there, so out of sight, out of mind.

"By the way, don't tell my mom about this. I haven't figured out how to tell her yet." Shen Zhuo remembered to remind her that she always did things without consulting her.

Jiang Jun imagined Ms. Chi's reaction when she knew about this, and she would probably be furious.

It’s hard to say whether I’m happy or angry.

It was rush hour after get off work, and the two were too lazy to drive out to eat, so they just ordered takeout.

Despite taking a day off, Chen Zhuo still had over 99 WeChat messages. Some were inquiring about the company's artist schedules, some were about brand collaborations, some were direct scripts from people hoping to collaborate with Guan Siyu, and some were about other company matters. Chen Zhuo picked out the ones he could handle first and then quickly reviewed the script.

She got up from the living room, washed up, and went back to her room. Unexpectedly, Jiang Jun knocked on her door holding her quilt, "Zhuozi, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Chen Zhuo smiled and patted the bedside, "I am honored that the General warms my bed."

"We haven't slept together for a long time." Jiang Jun threw herself onto the bed with the quilt and hugged Chen Zhuo's arm.

Girls are like this. Even if they chat enthusiastically during the day, they can still find a bunch of topics to talk about when they lie in the same bed at night. They complain about idiots, share gossip, reminisce about the past, and look forward to the future. There is always endless talk...

After Jiang Jun lay down, Chen Zhuo turned off the bedside lamp, and the room fell into darkness in an instant.

"Today should have been your wedding night, but you didn't expect that I would occupy it." Jiang Jun smiled while curled up in the quilt.

"Please, that will have to wait until the wedding." Shen Zhuo replied lazily.

"That's right. But you didn't have a wedding. What a pity! He turned out to be an ED." Jiang Jun touched her gently. "Hey, what do you think of Shao Chengzhang?"

"I've only met him twice, so it's hard to say. He's well-spoken and has a nice demeanor. He went to university abroad, so he should come from a decent family... But I can't quite relate it to his job. It always feels... weird." Shen Zhuo thought for a long time before coming up with this adjective.

However, from the initial invitation to a drink to the notarization, to the arrangement of a lawyer, she felt that Shao Chengzhang was calm and meticulous, even considerate, so considerate that he arranged everything flawlessly, leaving no room for fault. She knew that this consideration was accompanied by a subconscious sense of distance and a sense of distance, after all, it was a marriage by agreement.

"I feel like you have a pretty good impression of him." Jiang Jun turned over and lay on his side facing Chen Zhuo, "Hey, you won't fall in love with him, will you?"

"How is that possible? He looks good, but it's not like I'll fall in love with every handsome guy I see. I feel like he's a bit pretentious." Chen Zhuo thought of the diamond ring and told it again to Jiang Jun, which made her marvel.

"It's okay as long as you don't live together. Otherwise, who knows if you have any special habits. But I originally thought you could stay single like me, but you got married right away. Oh... Come to think of it, we're almost 30, and I always feel like I just graduated not long ago, in my twenties or twenties."

"Don't sell age anxiety!" Chen Zhuo snorted, but when she thought about it, she and Jiang Jun had been together for a long time. "We've known each other for almost fourteen years."

"Yes, we have spent half of each other's lives together." Jiang Jun sighed, "I didn't expect that you would enter the next stage of life today."

She suddenly sighed, "You know, I once saw a post saying that female friendships always end when one of them gets married. At first I didn't believe it. How could a friend I've known for more than ten years not be as good as a man I've only known for a year or two? But I found it's really like that." She paused and continued, "Several of my close friends, after they told me their wedding dates, magically, they suddenly stopped contacting me. Later, when they occasionally contacted each other, they either talked about wedding preparations or complained about the decoration of their new house. I couldn't get a word in, and any other suggestions I made were ignored. It's just... sigh..."

As Shen Zhuo listened, he felt that Jiang Jun's mood was a little off, and his voice became muffled. "General, what's wrong with you?"

"Zhuozi, I don't want us to end up like this, drifting apart and never contacting each other again. I'm afraid...why do people get married in the first place?"

"I don't know either." Chen Zhuo opened his eyes. "Maybe she just wants to have some peace of mind and reassure my mother. Her own marriage is a mess, and the more it fails, the more she fantasizes about my marriage, hoping that I can live a good life. But no matter how you think about it, it's ridiculous. How can you pin your happiness on someone else..."

Chen Zhuo turned to Jiang Jun and said, "But one thing is certain, I won't let you go. To me, you are family, not friends, so we won't be like your friends. Besides, Shao Chengzhang and I originally agreed to get married, and we don't see each other often, so it's no different from being single. If you dare to have any opinions about me just because I have a marriage certificate..."

"What's the matter, a married woman?" Jiang Jun leaned forward again.

"Don't even think about setting foot in my Chen Mansion from now on."

Jiang Jun reached out and got into Shen Zhuo's bed, hugged her waist directly, and nudged her head against her shoulder. "No, Master Shen, I know I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and give me a place to live. I will work like a slave to repay you."

Shen Zhuo couldn't help laughing, "So do you want to be a cow or a horse?"

"Oh my god, you really don't treat me as a human being. Women are the most vicious." Jiang Jun didn't know what she was thinking about, and she let out a "ah". "Doesn't your husband sell sex toys? Ask him if he has any toys to recommend? Something with vibration and sucking functions. I don't want to have sex with men lately."

"Husband, what husband? You're really into the role." Chen Zhuo pushed her and laughed, "I won't ask. And don't use keywords like that around my phone. Last time I said 'Roman Emperor', it was directly recommended by the shopping platform and I had to uninstall and reinstall it."

Jiang Jun couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, "Look, it was obviously you who said the keyword first, and you still blame me." She scrambled to take Chen Zhuo's phone, saying that he wanted to help her with some popular science so that she and her husband would have some public topics to talk about in the future.

Chen Zhuo pulled the blanket against her and scolded her, "Shut up, can't you just sleep properly?"

Jiang Jun made a fuss for a while, then suddenly quieted down. "Zhuozi, even though I keep saying I don't want you to get married, I'm not actually against you. I'm just..." She paused, "I'm just afraid you'll become different after you have a new identity. But in the final analysis, I still hope that no matter what choice you make, don't go against your own heart, always be happy and be yourself."

After listening to this, Shen Zhuo was silent for a few seconds. She patted Jiang Jun's arm, indicating that she knew everything.

*

Although Chen Zhuo was Guan Siyu's head agent, as the company's director of agency, she was also primarily responsible for securing film and television resources for all the artists. She reviewed the recently received script and then called a meeting with the other agents.

The movie "Fog Lights" caught Chen Zhuo's attention. The script wanted to invite Bu Fan to be the female lead, so he sent it to Chen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo was once Bu Fan's agent. Three years ago, she helped Bu Fan land an art film. Initially, no one was optimistic about it, and Bu Fan was even reluctant to take the role. However, upon its release, Bu Fan swept all three major Chinese film awards, becoming an instant star and proving herself a star actress. This also confirmed Shen Zhuo's sharp eye for scripts. Because of this, even after Bu Fan established her own studio, she still signed a cooperation agreement with Jingxi Entertainment, handing over her film and television agency contracts to the company.

This is a realistic film. The heroine works at a gas station in a remote town, while the hero is a long-distance truck driver. Through brief encounters at gas stations, they gradually become acquainted. One day, the bruised heroine suddenly asks him to take her away.

When Chen Zhuo read the script for the first time, his eyes were sore and the aftertaste was long-lasting. He felt that in this cold and indifferent society, there was still a little human warmth.

"The script for 'Fog Lights' is pretty good. We haven't decided on the male lead yet. After reading the character's bio, do you think there's anyone in our company who's suitable for the role?" Shen Zhuo asked.

"I've heard of this project, and it seems the male lead is in contact with Gao Yuan now," one of the agents said. "I think the character is a good fit."

Chen Zhuo said, "Contact is contact, but nothing is final until the contract is signed. Even if it is signed, there are still variables before filming begins."

"Sister Chen Zhuo, are you talking about Guan Siyu?" Another executive agent said with a smile, "I think he's a little young?"

"Hmm, I think he's okay." She used the word carefully, "okay," not "suitable." "As for the image, if the makeup is right, there's no problem."

Chen Zhuo still has confidence in Guan Siyu's acting skills. She has her own selfish motives and wants to let Bu Fan take over and let Guan Siyu play the male lead.

"The female lead has been confirmed to be Bu Fan, and the male lead will also be from our company. Has Mr. Yang participated in the investment?" Mr. Yang mentioned by the executive is Yang Ruize, the boss of Jingxi Entertainment.

Chen Zhuo: "Not really."

Chen Zhuo knew the producer who handed over the script. She had worked with artists she had managed before, so she was confident it would work as long as Bu Fan agreed. So, she had to convince Bu Fan first.

Chen Zhuo said that she would follow up on the "Fog Lights" project.

"What about the resources for the artists that everyone else has?" she asked. "Whose dramas are about to air? Have the start dates for those projects been confirmed? Please prioritize the key projects..."

Several agents quickly flipped open their tablets or handy notebooks and began reporting on their respective artists' progress. Chen Zhuo listened, taking notes, and interjecting at opportune moments, pinpointing which variety shows didn't align with the artists' personas, and which film and television projects should be retained or eliminated. The entire meeting was practically silent.

After the meeting, Chen Zhuo sent a voice message to Bu Fan: "Honey, where are you now? We have a project, let's meet and talk about it."