"That's good." He nodded with satisfaction. "You'll be an official agent the day the studio officially announces it. Make good use of your time and study hard. I'll give you a raise then!"
"Thank you, Brother Jing, for your love!" Shang Miao's eyes sparkled when she heard about the salary increase. She had bought a house in the same neighborhood where Jing Zuohuai lived years ago and had just moved in. At this rate, she would be able to pick up her car soon.
"By the way, Brother Jing, remember to find a few more assistants. You really can't handle so much work! And when you join the team later, it won't work if no one follows you. What do you think?"
"Okay, I'll arrange it." Yes, I forgot about this matter and have to hire a small assistant.
After finishing the documents, he started replying to messages. Some of the conditions were really good, but some favors were unnecessary. Jing Zuohuai was chatting with the other party, who planned to meet in private to discuss the matter.
After the two parties agreed on a time, Jing Zuohuai went to rest.
The newly recruited assistant Jiang Rui, 25 years old, has one year of work experience. He resigned because of his bad temper as a popular star. He was introduced by others to become Jing Zuohuai's assistant.
He was a nice guy, very sensible and clever, knowing what to say and what not to say. He was also very good at reading people's expressions, but he was a bit quiet and seemed a bit dull. Shang Miao had been with him for a few days and felt that he was better than she was at the time, so she gave him full responsibility.
After washing up, Jing Zuhuai flung himself down on the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about his upcoming work. He wrote down his schedule on his phone's memo, read a few pages of the electronic script, and then fell into a deep sleep.
His life is quite regular, but now he is busy with official business and has to go out for social events. Last night he finished discussing cooperation with a well-known agent and did not come back until the early morning.
I drank a little and stayed up so late, day after day, it would be strange if my biological clock was in regular order!
Jiang Rui bought breakfast and brought it to him. Seeing that he was still sleeping, he didn't disturb him. He didn't dare to send a message for fear of disturbing him, so he wrote a note and put it on the dining table.
There was nothing to do here, and Jing Zuohuai didn't often use an assistant in private, so he went back to the studio to help.
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