Things have their priorities.
If Manager An is not busy, he might take a quick look at the documents handed over by Zhao Fan.
After all, Zhao Fan had once made a star popular in the circle.
It’s just that Zhao Fan was unlucky. After losing the potential stock in his hand, he signed a star who was not even on the 18th line.
Now she happened to meet "Brother Qian" coming to T City. Manager An was following Brother Qian, so the matter between Zhao Fan and her 18th-tier celebrity was not that important.
Of course, it was because Meng Fu was not on the attention list of these entertainment giants.
If they become "Ye Shuning", "Nan Qiu" and others with unlimited potential in the entertainment industry, Manager An will be able to find time for them no matter how busy he is.
**
Training camp.
When Zhao Fan came back, Meng Fu was still practicing her voice in the training room. It was her solo stage and she didn't need to work with the people in the same group to divide the parts that each person had to sing.
...
...
Zhao Fan avoided the camera and just opened the door. Before he called her, Meng Fu turned around.
Seeing Meng Fu suddenly turn around, Zhao Fan quickly put on a smile: "This is what you want."
She took out a box from her bag and handed it to Meng Fu, "Here's what you wanted."
Meng Fu reached out to take the box. It was a little heavy. She weighed it in her hand without looking at it. She just glanced at Zhao Fan and smiled at her: "Zhao Xiaofan, why are you so sad? Who made you unhappy?"
Top beauties exude their charm unreservedly, captivating and alluring.
Zhao Fan almost lost his grip. After a moment of confusion, he realized, "Nothing. By the way, what is the box you asked me to get?"
Meng Fu is now in her rising period. Zhao Fan knows that she is working hard now, and she doesn't want to disturb Meng Fu by revealing the contract.
"Oh," Meng Fu instantly put away the smile on her face, yawned, and said lazily and coldly, "Nothing."
This sentence sounds familiar.
Zhao Fan was choked.
She looked at Meng Fu's face which changed in just one second and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
She has never seen her own artists have such good acting skills before?
How about signing her up for a web series after the show ends?
Zhao Fan gently closed the door of the training room, feeling troubled again.
She looked down at the time on her phone.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Su Cheng doesn't like to be disturbed at night. Zhao Fan thought about it seriously and decided that if he didn't get a reply in two days, he would talk to Su Cheng about this matter.
**
Two days later.
Zhao Fan still hasn't received any notification from the company.
On the morning of the third day, she finally called Su Cheng and told him what happened.
On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng's tone was always so tepid, with a hint of coldness: "I'll come over."
After hanging up the phone, he stood up and asked Su Di to get the car keys.
Wei Jingke, who was lying on the sofa, wailed, "That's not right. My grandfather told me that the identification result of your sandalwood is out, and it's not even 25% pure. I lit it at home and it didn't have that effect. What's going on? I thought Dr. Feng had a breakthrough, so I asked my grandfather to call her to ask her."
"Not sure." Su Cheng was not surprised at all.
"That's not right. My condition did get better when I was at your house." Wei Jingke put a pillow behind his head, puzzled.
Su Cheng raised his eyes and said meaningfully: "Maybe it's not because of sandalwood."
"What else?" Wei Jingke sat up and looked at Su Cheng carefully. "You, you didn't hide the blue sandalwood yourself, did you?"
After hearing this, Su Cheng glanced at him. His face was calm, but his eyes, like ancient wells, seemed cold.
Wei Jingke shuddered, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
After Su Cheng left, Wei Jingke couldn't help rubbing his arms. Even though he was used to Su Cheng's cold and murderous gaze, he couldn't stand it at this moment.
"Su Di, what is your young master going to do? Didn't he just finish his work yesterday?" He glanced towards the kitchen.
Su Di could guess what Su Cheng was thinking: "He went to see Miss Meng."
Miss Meng, it’s Miss Meng again.
Wei Jingke finally became a little curious, "What on earth is this Miss Meng so special?"
Su Di didn't even think about this question: "She is good-looking, a rare kind of good-looking. She is much better looking in person than in the photo."
Meng Fu's looks are so beautiful that even haters can't criticize her.
"She's pretty?" Wei Jingke finally became interested after Su Di said she was pretty. "Have you seen Miss Feng? Is there anyone prettier than her?"
Most men are visual animals, and Wei Jingke is no exception.
When Su Di mentioned Meng Fu before, he didn't care. After all, he had been surrounded by so many excellent people since he was a child, talented women, beauties, geniuses...
He lacked almost nothing, so he hardly listened to Su Di's words.
But Su Di's words "rarely beautiful" finally aroused Wei Jingke's interest.
"I'll meet Miss Meng next time I have the chance." Wei Jingke pondered. He didn't believe that there was anyone prettier than her.
**
Training camp.
Tang Ze still carefully taught Meng Fu some of his basic skills.
Meng Fu’s solo stage can provide individual tutoring.
After the tutoring, Meng Fu followed Tang Ze out. There were camera areas everywhere except Tang Ze's lounge. After leaving the camera area, she called Tang Ze, "Teacher Tang."
"Is there anything else you don't understand?" Tang Ze was really nice to Meng Fu, the intern, and was quite patient with her.
After all, if you are good-looking and smart, you will never be disliked anywhere.
Tang Ze has always been patient, and he is especially patient with Meng Fu.
"Well, last time I heard you say that your throat was not good," Meng Fu took a half step forward, smiling obediently, her hair lazily tied into two ponytails, sweet and beautiful, "I have a secret recipe from my hometown, and I asked someone to bring it here, you can try it."
As she spoke, she took out a black bottle and handed it to Tang Ze.
"Secret recipe?" Tang Ze was stunned. This was the first time someone had given him this after such a long time. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He wanted to say that he didn't need it because his throat couldn't get better. But looking at Meng Fu's face, he couldn't say no. He just smiled and said, "Okay."
He took it.
Meng Fu tilted her head and said, "Just take a few drops every day and soak them in water. I heard that you can see the effect after just one sip."
Being stared at by her pair of dark, sparkling eyes, Tang Ze couldn't help but tilt his head, "Then, then I'll try it."
He slowly took out the thermos cup and dripped two drops of the green and black "secret recipe". Then Tang Ze felt a little regretful. How could he see the effect by just drinking one sip?
But Meng Fu was still staring at him, so Tang Ze had to drink it anyway, just to make the girl happy.
Not far away, seeing Tang Ze taking a black bottle and dripping it into the thermos cup, the agent who was about to drink it suddenly changed his expression: "Tang Ze, what are you doing?"
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