"What I mean...what I mean is that I will personally treat this woman who doesn't take me seriously well!" Yan Congliang smiled gently, but Asan always felt that he sensed a chill in that smile.
"How are the preparations for Chaoyang Entertainment going?" Yan Congliang ignored Ah San's trembling and asked directly
"Boss, we've already acquired Chaoyang Entertainment and are just waiting for your orders!"
Yan Congliang tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, each time, as if tapping on Asan's heart.
"Except for Wei Lai's matter, everything else will proceed as usual. I will review Wei Lai's matter before releasing it." Finally, Yan Congliang spoke.
Ah San wiped the sweat from his forehead and cleared his throat: "Yes, Boss!"
Ah San handed the script to Yan Congliang: "Boss, take a look, these are some big productions. If he plays them, he will become a big star..."
Before Ah San could finish his words, Yan Congliang snatched the script from his hand and began to study it carefully: "This one won't do, it's too revealing. This one won't do either, the subject matter isn't good. This one... won't do!"
After careful selection, Yan Congliang finally picked out three scripts that suited his taste.
Ah San hurried forward: "Oh, Boss, you're really wise. These three books are all big productions. But... if you want to squeeze some people in... it's going to cost a lot of money..."
Ah San's eyes dodged left and right. It was true that Yan Congliang was rich, but he had never seen him do such a "tyrannical" thing.
It costs a lot to support a star. If this boss was just doing it on a whim, he would have stopped at the price...
Yan Congliang put away the three scripts and said, "Send me the hotel they will be staying at this afternoon. You can leave work soon."
"Hotel... Boss, you don't have a contract to discuss at a hotel? Which hotel are you talking about?" Asan didn't react for a moment and asked confusedly.
"What do you think?" Yan Cong looked at him coldly.
"Ah? Oh! I was just joking, just a joke..." Asan was startled by Yan Cong's cold eyes and reacted immediately.
"Oh? Are you kidding? Well, I'm going to play a joke on you too. Your bonus for this month is gone!"
This time, Ah San reacted super quickly, hugging Yan Congliang's thighs with tears in his eyes, wailing, "No, Boss~ I was wrong, I was wrong, is that not okay? Wuwuwu, please don't deduct my bonus~"
Yan Cong coldly stared at Ah San, who was hugging her thigh and wiping her tears, "I don't think this is good either..."
Ah San suddenly looked up: "Yes, yes, Boss, I also think this is not good. It will hurt our harmony..."
"How about this, you don't have to collect your bonus for the next six months." Yan Congliang announced Asan's fate indifferently, leaving Asan alone, petrified on the spot.
Yan Congliang looked at his watch and found that it was almost time.
He picked up the three scripts from the drawer, adjusted his tie, and stood up to leave.
Before leaving, he casually left a message for Ah San: "If you still want to work here, don't let me see you neglect anything related to Wei Lai next time. Remember, Wei Lai may very well be your second master in the future." Yan Congliang had no other intentions. Since he had chosen to help Wei Lai, Wei Lai would inevitably have to interact with those around him. As his assistant, Ah San was the one who interacted with them most frequently, so he needed to give him a good lesson.
Ah San stood up and saluted Yan Congliang as he left. "Thank you for your concern, Boss. I'll definitely keep it in mind!"
Yan Congliang ignored Asan's mischief and drove to the Compton Hotel with a clear goal.
Yan Congliang drove his "speed car" all the way to the Compton Hotel. It was a coincidence.
Shuang Huiyun didn't think carefully when booking the hotel, and was thinking about handsome young men all day long.
Don't even think about who owns Compton.
As soon as Yan Congliang showed his head at the door, the disciples standing outside noticed his extraordinaryness and kindly stopped his car.
Yan Congliang walked into the hotel lobby. A senior receptionist looked at Yan Congliang and thought he looked very familiar, but couldn't remember who he was.
I went up to him very diligently and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"Call your manager over to me." Yan Congliang said indifferently.
When the receptionist saw Yan Congliang's custom-made suit, she knew that the person in front of her must be no ordinary person.
I hurriedly said with a smile: "Sir, please wait a moment, I will contact the manager for you~"
Yan Congliang nodded, and at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure.
Looking closely, it was Wei Lai who was stopped outside the hotel.
Wei Lai was also incredibly unlucky. Hong Jie had tricked him into going to that boss's den, and he'd nearly been raped. Luckily, Yan Congliang had saved him, sparing him from all that filth. If he'd truly been subjected to that, he wouldn't have entered the entertainment industry, no matter how glamorous it was. He finally found a new agent, but they couldn't make him popular. In desperation, he had to make a deal with Yan Congliang, the very person who'd saved him. But who could have known that Yan Congliang was the type to simply wipe his mouth clean and walk away? He didn't dare argue with Yan Congliang, so he had to follow Su Ling's advice and meet the investor of this big production first.
But now, the investors didn’t see anything, they just felt insulted.
"Who are you, kid? You want to squeeze in even though you don't know where this place is!"
The doorman's words were full of sarcasm and disdain, and he looked at Wei Lai with an inexplicable disgust in his eyes.
Wei Lai didn't know what the disciple was thinking. He was a soft-hearted person and spoke to the disciple in a gentle tone: "I was really invited by someone else. Please let me in..."
"Get out of here... Stop blocking the door and affecting our hotel's business!" The disciple drove Wei Lai away in a very rude manner.
Seeing this, Wei Lai felt somewhat desperate: This arrangement is probably going to be ruined...
A clear voice, like a savior, illuminated his heart: "What's going on?"
When Wei Lai saw that the person coming was Yan Congliang, he lowered his head tightly.
This scene was like the first time they met... That time, he was also like this, high and mighty, like the clouds in the sky, unattainable. And he seemed to be just as grimy and dusty!
Seeing that it was Yan Congliang, the disciple hurriedly took credit for it: "Sir, you don't know, this kid is obviously broke, and yet he wants to come to our hotel. It's obvious that he's hoping to have a chance encounter and then get close to the rich and powerful!"
Yan Congliang gave him a cold look and said, "Oh? Climbing the ladder of power? When did anyone from Yan Congliang need to do such a thing?"
The disciple was horrified when he heard Yan Congliang's words: "Mr. Yan? Mr. Yan, please forgive me this time! I was blind and didn't realize this gentleman was your man... Please give me another chance!"
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