After Jiang Muchen finished today's classes, he almost became a dead fish.
He actually really enjoyed dancing and singing, but he really hated academic subjects. Why did he, a carp spirit who had lived for eight hundred years, have to study math, physics, and chemistry? The company even set a goal for him: in two years, he had to take the college entrance exam and score high enough to qualify for an undergraduate program.
Every time he saw those tadpole-like formula characters, he felt the urge to doze off. However, their company arranged monthly exams for them, and the three lowest-scoring students had to accept the spur of the demon king.
Jiang Muchen could only endure it. He consoled himself by thinking that if he could place in the top three in the year-end assessment, he'd supposedly be able to meet the legendary Shi Miao. He was a true Shancai boy, whose generosity was evident in his generosity. If he couldn't bear to meet Shi Miao, it would be nice to meet his disciple, Zuo Baozhu. Zuo Baozhu was the reincarnation of a dragon.
Every carp spirit, no matter how insignificant, has a dream of making the leap to the Dragon Gate. Zuo Baozhu, the reincarnation of a dragon, holds a higher status in their hearts than even the seven demon kings.
After encouraging himself again and again, Jiang Muchen decided to go out for a late-night snack as a reward. Although they hadn't debuted yet, the company paid them a good salary, with 10,000 yuan deposited into their bank account every month, and they usually ate and lived at the company. This money was enough for them to go out hunting for food occasionally. Compared to other demon tribes who still had to find work, they were lucky.
His latest favorite is a grilled fish restaurant in the food court near his company. The grilled fish there is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, spicy and delicious. He can easily finish two orders by himself. Although he is also a fish, he has no objection to eating fish. In his eyes, fish without intelligence are not considered his own kind.
Besides, big fish eat small fish is a natural law.
Jiang Muchen's face was so striking that even when he was just wearing a casual sweatshirt worth over a hundred yuan, he still stood out from the crowd. Whenever he went out, he was often approached by people asking for photos. So when he heard someone ask him, "Can we share a seat?" he wasn't surprised at all and refused as usual, "No."
"I brought a bottle of fine wine, 1982 Lafite, I'll treat you."
What? 1982 Lafite?
Jiang Muchen had been taking classes for a while, so he still had some basic common sense. For example, he knew that 1982 Lafite was expensive, selling for over 100,000 yuan a bottle. Generally speaking, those who could afford it wouldn't choose to share a table with him at a roadside stall like this.
He looked at the newcomer with a more alert expression. The man was wearing a designer suit worth tens of thousands of dollars that looked out of place in this fly-in-the-mouth restaurant. "So you want to support me?"
If someone shows affection for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. He is so handsome, he must be trying to support her!
The other party was stunned for a moment by Jiang Muchen's words, and quickly waved his hands, "That's not the case. I just think you are very good-looking and you have the potential to be a big star."
Jiang Muchen nodded, "I know this without you telling me." Otherwise, how could he be chosen by Wen Yuehan to sign a contract.
The other person seemed speechless at his confidence, then pulled out his business card. "I'm Yao Shun, an agent at Baihe Entertainment. Are you interested in joining our company?" He rattled off a list of his artists to bolster his credibility, all of them well-known A- and B-list celebrities. The most famous was Xue Yingsi, whose novel-adapted TV series, starring two male leads, became a hit last year. He emphasized his own abilities, claiming that he had helped Xue Yingsi land the role. He attributed 90% of Xue Yingsi's success to him. It was all just empty talk.
"I have the confidence that I can make you a bigger star than Xue Yingsi."
Jiang Muchen understood that they were here to poach employees. He asked, "What kind of treatment can you offer me?"
Speaking of this, Yao Shun was no longer sleepy. He continued to paint a rosy picture, boasting about the money Xue Yingsi was making now. He had also done some research and found that Jiang Muchen came from an ordinary family and had not seen much of the world, so he would be easily persuaded.
The next second he heard a series of questions from Jiang Muchen.
"Can you give me the energy of merit?"
"If you don't have the Qi of Merit, you still need a spiritual weapon, right?"
"You can't possibly not even have a magical weapon, right?"
Seeing that Yao Shun couldn't say a word, Jiang Muchen showed a contemptuous expression, "You have nothing, what use are you!"
That's it, and he still wants to poach people! Does he have such a gullible face?
Yao Shun said stiffly: "But you can make a lot of money."
"No amount of money can buy the energy of merit." As an ambitious demon, Jiang Muchen still wants to make the leap to the Dragon Gate.
He shook his head. "Money can't buy me. I'm not such a vulgar person."
"Are you really not going to reconsider?" Yao Shun still refused to give up. He didn't believe that Donghua Entertainment Company would provide spiritual tools and merit energy. This must be his excuse for rejection.
Jiang Muchen ignored him. The waiter brought his two grilled fish dishes. He picked up his chopsticks and savored the meal. He ignored the agent's advice.
After finishing his meal, he picked up the Lafite. If he sold it, it could fetch hundreds of thousands of yuan, and he could eat enough grilled fish to make himself sick.
The agent's eyes widened, "Wait... why did you take the wine with you?"
Jiang Muchen argued confidently, "Didn't you say you would treat me? Were you lying to me just now?"
Yao Shun, who hadn't completely given up, couldn't admit it. He could only suppress the urge to vomit blood and said, "...Yes, I'm going to treat you."
"That's all." Jiang Muchen carried Lafite back to the company. He had said he would treat him, so one shouldn't break one's word, and certainly not try to deceive an innocent demon.
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