Upon hearing this, Cen Yu immediately made a gesture as if zipping up his mouth.
He Ci didn't press Cen Yu about why he didn't want to be in the magazine; he simply returned to his seat.
He Ci returned to his seat, but he didn't sit down. He just looked at the scenery outside the window before saying to Cen Yu, "Mu Fengyin only told you about giving you a variety show opportunity?"
Cen Yu carefully recalled his chat history with Mu Fengyin, then nodded.
He Ci actually wanted to say to Cen Yu—
Why don't you show me your phone?
However, he felt that this was not a good idea, as interfering too much with the freedom of his artists would make him seem too domineering. So even though he felt uneasy, he pretended to understand and said, "Okay then."
He didn't actually call Cen Yu over today for anything else.
On the one hand, I want to mention that the magazine has confirmed him as the third person to appear on the cover.
On the other hand...
He Ci was actually thinking about Cen Yu's career path.
He had seen Cen Yu's audition clips. To be honest, his singing and dancing were just okay, not particularly outstanding. Besides, it's too difficult to become a pure idol in China. Yunxing is not only a talent agency, but also invests in movies, and most of its artists are actors.
The company's foray into the idol business is simply following the trend.
How things develop ultimately depends on He Ci's decision.
Simply put, maximizing profits is always the best approach.
According to He Ci's idea, Jiang Jueming and Zhan Kongqing could develop their careers as actors. They could first be placed in big productions as supporting roles, and if that worked out, they could then become leading actors in idol dramas or period dramas.
The rest can at least get some exposure through variety shows.
Despite having debuted so many times, He Ci knew in his heart that if he were taken out onto the street, probably not many people would be able to name all the members.
After their debut, some brands extended offers to them, inviting them to be brand ambassadors, but they had requirements for sales or ROI conversion... The simplest way, of course, is to open individual links for each member and then push for sales.
But He Ci also knew that this wouldn't last long. If he really wanted to build a career, this kind of exploitative approach wouldn't work.
"Can you tell me what you're thinking?" He Ci looked at Cen Yu. "Do you just want to coast along for a year and a half, make a quick buck as an ordinary person, or do you want to develop a long-term career in the industry?"
However, He Ci didn't say one more thing: once they got that huge sum of quick money, they definitely wouldn't be content to remain ordinary people.
Cen Yu wasn't surprised by He Ci's question.
Before he came today, he was thinking about why He Ci had called him alone.
Mu Fengyin?
But judging from He Ci's words just now, it seems that calling him out wasn't just for Mu Fengyin's resources.
Looking at He Ci's expression, Cen Yu knew that the other party wanted to know about the future arrangements for him... He couldn't say that he would retire from the entertainment industry sooner or later, so he hadn't made any arrangements at all. So he simply told He Ci, "I haven't thought about anything."
"You didn't think about anything?" He Ci didn't believe Cen Yu's nonsense. "If you didn't think about anything, then why did you participate in the talent show?"
"I think it's a shame that someone as handsome as me doesn't participate in talent shows."
"..." He Ci glanced at Cen Yu's face and thought it wasn't entirely nonsense.
He took a deep breath and finally said to Cen Yu, "Since you didn't think about anything..."
"Then I'll try to think of something for you."
He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Cen Yu across the desk. "Mu Fengyin's slow-life variety show, although it's very slow, has extraordinary regular guests."
To put it bluntly, there are quite a few people who want to pool their resources.
Cen Yu was only going to one episode, and He Ci didn't expect him to make any connections, but if he could leave a decent impression on the audience, that would be a success.
After explaining these things, He Ci waved his hand, signaling Cen Yu that he could leave.
Just as Cen Yu was about to take his leave, He Ci suddenly said, "Don't take the stairs when you go downstairs later."
"Otherwise, replacing your knee joint would be quite expensive."
When Cen Yu looked up again, He Ci was so focused on his work that he didn't want to pay attention to him, so Cen Yu simply said, "Thank you for your concern about my knees, boss."
"They're gone."
As he spoke, he pushed open the door to He Ci's office and walked out.
After Cen Yu left, He Ci, who had been focused on her work, looked up at the closed office door and pondered her next steps.
...
Cen Yu had just stepped out of He Ci's office when she saw He Ci's assistant.
Assistant Lu, who was wearing glasses, pushed them up and said, "The boss asked me to escort you downstairs."
“It’s okay,” Cen Yu said. “No card is needed on the first floor.”
Assistant Lu knew this, of course, but since He Ci had said so, he had to keep an eye on Cen Yu's intention to go downstairs. Although he didn't know what Cen Yu had done to make He Ci have such a plan, Assistant Lu still pressed the floor number on the panel. When the assigned elevator arrived, he took Cen Yu with him to the elevator lobby.
Because it is late autumn, the weather is still a bit cold.
Cen Yu put on a brown suede jacket, a mask, and a hat.
Assistant Lu and Cen Yu stepped into the elevator together, watching the floor numbers on the control panel steadily decrease. "How did we get here?"
He exchanged a few casual pleasantries.
Lao Gao, as the executive agent, naturally wouldn't concern himself with such trivial matters. Although Xie Jinshen is a personal assistant, he doesn't handle the artist's private schedule when there are no events.
So he assumed that Cen Yu either drove here or took a taxi.
"I came by subway."
"..." Assistant Lu almost thought he had misheard.
He glanced at Cen Yu and saw that Cen Yu was looking at the elevator panel and not at him.
The elevator was very fast. Before Assistant Lu could say anything more, the elevator had already reached the first floor and the doors opened.
When exiting the building, a card was required at the turnstile. After Assistant Lu swiped his own card to open the turnstile, Cen Yu waved and said, "Thank you, Assistant Lu." Then he ran off in a flash.
Assistant Lu watched Cen Yu's retreating figure and noticed his phone vibrate.
He opened it and saw it was a message from He Ci—
[Boss: Gone?]
Assistant Lu: Yes.
[Boss: How did you leave?]
Assistant Lu: ...By the subway?
In his office on the 30th floor, He Ci frowned as he looked at the message on the screen. He took a deep breath and finally resisted the urge to call Cen Yu and ask him to take a taxi back.
...
Cen Yu pondered for a moment whether to walk back from the city or take the subway.
At a crossroads in life, I met Gu Hanyin, who was wearing an iron-gray coat, gloves, and carrying a plastic bag.
...Are you cosplaying?
Cen Yu pondered for a moment, intending to pretend he didn't know her and simply walk away with his head down, but then he saw that Gu Hanyin seemed to recognize who he was.
He wanted to call out his name, but then seemed to realize something and didn't speak.
Seeing that Gu Hanyin had already recognized him, he felt embarrassed to pretend to be a stranger any longer, so he could only nod and say, "What a coincidence, Director Gu."
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