First, the entertainment company into which he had poured all his efforts and savings collapsed.

Then, his seven-year-old son died in a car accident.

The wife couldn't bear the blow and filed for divorce.

At that time, he went from being a small boss with a certain reputation in the industry to an agent of Media Group.

If I can’t sign another artist, I will either have to take a pay cut and become an artist assistant, or resign.

That year, he felt as if the sun had never risen.

No matter what time it was, there was always pitch black above my head and in front of my eyes.

Until that day, he met the bright boy on a bench on the street.

"Are you hungry?"

Although he was wearing the courier boy's uniform, his face revealed the immaturity of a young boy.

The boy sat down next to him, twisted half of the burrito in his hand and handed it to him.

The boy's expression was extremely natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.

The burritos that cost only a few dollars are a local snack in Licheng.

They can be seen everywhere on the streets.

The boy bought the cheapest dish, which consisted of eggs and vegetables, without even a dollar-dollar starch sausage.

But the half he handed him was more than what he had in his own hand.

Feng Suheng was stunned for a long time, and the boy also waited for a long time.

The moment he took the burrito, Feng Suheng raised his head.

Then, I saw the handsome face of the boy.

Ye Wan was amazed when he heard this. "Brother Heng, you have such great luck. A top star is delivered to your doorstep."

"yes……"

The look he cast on He Sichen was particularly gentle, and Feng Suheng's eyes were full of memories. "That year, we hardly ever rested in the dormitory provided by the company. We were either working or on the way to work. We were really busy like a spinning top."

Fortunately, the hard work paid off.

Ye Wan still found it a little unbelievable.

That He Sichen, who was both directionally challenged and socially anxious, had actually done something like this? "You never thought of that, did you? I never thought of that either..."

There is an overpass next to it.

There is a primary school across the overpass.

At that time of day, the overpass is filled with children coming and going.

The boy looked at him as many times as he looked at the overpass.

Finally, I mustered up the courage, sat next to him with a burrito, and extended my hand to him.

It seemed as if from that day on, his life went from darkness to light.

He Sichen became more and more popular, and he went from being an agent to a gold medal agent of the world.

Later, the boss wanted him to be the agency director, in charge of all the agents and artists of Universe.

He refused.

Everyone thought that he didn't want to let go and was afraid that He Sichen would fall into the hands of another agent, so he wanted to hold on to this cash cow.

Only he knew that he just wanted to be worthy of that young man and his own conscience.

It was that young man who pulled him out of his despair.

What he needs to do is not to regret his past actions.

"In the eyes of outsiders, we are the relationship between manager and artist. In fact, in my heart, I treat him as my son."

When Feng Suheng took a clear look at the boy, he suddenly felt that if his son had not left this world, he might have looked like this.

He is handsome, kind, and brings a little warmth to people like light, but it is enough to comfort people's hearts.

"My colleagues often ask me how much they want to pay before I am willing to let go."

Feng Suheng smiled and shook his head, "I won't let go. Unless one day he tells me that he has found his family and friends and doesn't need me anymore. Otherwise, I won't let go!"

It's not about money.

When doing things, we must first be true to our conscience.

Secondly, we must live up to those who should not be let down.

(End of this chapter)