Chapter 89: The Potential of Fire
"So you're stalking me and even found me at home? What are you trying to do? Break and rob me, or murder and arson?!"
Wu Qian: “?” How could the little girl turn against me so suddenly without any preparation?
It was... quite sudden.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaodi, who heard the noise, opened the door from the inside, holding a spatula in his hand. His eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue. The words "Sister, you are back" were about to come out of his mouth when he suddenly caught sight of another person. His eyebrows tightened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Why you again?" He said in a dissatisfied tone.
Obviously knows Wu Qian.
"Hehe... Jiang Xiao, we meet again, what a coincidence! How are you thinking about uncle's suggestion last time? Do you want to be an internet celebrity? You can make a lot of money!"
Jiang Xiaodi pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she calmly blocked Jiang Xiaodi behind her: "Mr. Wu, why don't we talk somewhere else?"
Half an hour later, in a restaurant.
The long table made up of two square tables was filled with plates of all sizes. The dishes were fresh and the ingredients were rich.
Jiang Fuyue's siblings and Wu Qian each took their own side, facing each other, looking like they were in a negotiation position.
"Sir, your order is here."
Wu Qian pulled out a pair of chopsticks, scalded them with hot tea, and handed them to Jiang Chenxing with a smile: "Eat, uncle's treat."
Jiang Chenxing didn't move, but turned to look at Jiang Fuyue. After she agreed, he took the chopsticks and said thank you.
Wu Qian couldn't help but look at the girl twice more.
I believed her earlier words, "I can make the decision on small matters," a little bit.
"Little girl, you can eat too. You're welcome."
Jiang Fuyue smiled and nodded, but still didn't pick up her chopsticks: "Mr. Wu said that he is an agent of Yimi Agency?"
"Yes!" Wu Qian said seriously. Although the girl in front of him looked innocent and harmless, he did not dare to look down on her. He always felt that her eyes could see through him.
"Then why is there no relevant information about you on Yimi's official website?"
Wu Qian was stunned. His first reaction was not embarrassment or shame, but: "How did you know?"
When Jiang Fuyue came, he used his mobile phone to check the information of "Yimi Agency".
Although the information obtained is inconsistent, after investigation and screening, some of it is still credible.
"That's right, it's the information age," Wu Qian nodded awkwardly, "You can check anything online."
Jiang Fuyue looked at him and waited for what to say next.
"Yes, my name is not on the official website yet because I just changed my position from assistant to agent two months ago."
"So you don't have any decent anchors right now, right?" Jiang Fuyue hit the nail on the head.
Wu Qian smiled awkwardly.
Yimi is a local Linhuai company specializing in "incubating internet celebrities". It has nothing to do with celebrity artists and its main market is the live broadcast industry.
Because the term "Internet celebrity" is not very pleasant, in order to whitewash the situation, they came up with the name of "agency".
It sounds quite impressive, but in fact the scale is not that large. Currently, there are only four anchors who have been officially signed, and none of them are very popular but have a lot of troubles.
Wu Qian is 40 years old this year, and the midlife crisis came suddenly. He originally worked in another larger internet celebrity company, but was forced to resign for some reasons.
He seamlessly went to Yimi, started as an assistant, and worked diligently for half a year before becoming an agent.
But the company already has an agent who is holding on to the only four anchors. He can't assign anyone to anyone and is left alone. He can only sift through the crowd of amateurs in an attempt to dig out good talent.
But reality is always crueler than imagination. He worked very hard for half a month, but he didn't even dig up a single weed, let alone good seedlings.
The deadline is approaching, and if he still can't sign someone, he will have to go back to being an assistant. Wu Qian is unwilling to accept this!
When he left his previous company, he had said that he would become the most powerful agent in the internet celebrity industry, but...
Until half a month ago, he saw a "food broadcast compilation" on Tik Tok, and the little boy who appeared in a certain clip caught his eye.
This child is not only good at eating (just look at the pile of empty plates in front of him), but also very pretty.
Although the camera was far away and the picture was not clear, Wu Qian, with his experienced eyes, had already seen the potential for success in this little boy.
Sure enough, within two days, this compilation was moved to Weibo and remained at the end of the trending search for a long time. The most common comments were "Brother is cute", "Brother is so cute", "Brother kills me"...
Because it appeared in the form of a compilation, and there was no subsequent marketing or publicity, although there was a certain amount of discussion, it was far from becoming a big hit.
But this made Wu Qian more determined to sign him.
Just imagine that if something growing wildly can be so eye-catching, if it is guided and then promoted and operated professionally, wouldn’t it be a matter of minutes before it becomes popular?
Wu Qian immediately found the poster of the compilation and asked him about the source of the clips. He then traced the person who filmed the video: an ordinary netizen.
This video was taken by her while she was eating at a restaurant at the back door of Linnan No. 1 Middle School. She thought the little boy in the video was too cute, so she posted it on TikTok. It was included by the producer of the compilation video and was then seen by many netizens.
Wu Qian highlighted the key points: Linnan No. 1 Middle School.
But judging from his stature, the boy doesn't look like a middle school student.
He watched the video again and again, trying to find more clues, and finally he found the boy's Hongguang Primary School uniform...
What followed was a long period of squatting and waiting, and finally his hard work paid off and he found it!
But the child was very wary and ignored him no matter how he tried to get close to him.
As the midterm exam was over and the other children were on summer vacation, he still had not made any progress. In desperation, he had to track down the other party's home, hoping to communicate directly with the child's parents, hoping there might still be a chance.
After all, those who live in this old-style apartment building are probably not rich.
Parents would love for their children to be able to earn money to supplement the family income.
But things still went off track. Wu Qian didn't see the child's parents, but was hit on the head with an apple by the child's sister, leaving a big bruise. It still hurts now, and he doesn't know how much force was used...
"That's all." Wu Qian had already realized that he was at a disadvantage and was too lazy to struggle anymore. He told Jiang Fuyue everything she wanted to know.
Jiang Fuyue was satisfied with his honesty: "We will consider it carefully."
"When can you give me an accurate answer?"
"tomorrow."
"Okay." Wu Qian appreciated her decisiveness.
It just so happened that Jiang Chenxing was full at this time, so the brother and sister left, leaving the table full of empty plates, waiting for Wu Qian to pay the bill.
Back home.
Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa, and Jiang Xiaodi stood in front of her with his head hung down, like a wilted puppy.
"Do you want to go?" Without any nonsense, Jiang Fuyue went straight to the point.
(End of this chapter)
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