Sheng Hong spoke in a leisurely manner, with a jovial tone and a somewhat kind face.
Sheng Hong's face was clearly seen.
Outside the door, the agent was about to say "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge" but suddenly stopped.
Through the rising smoke, he could see the face standing up that often appeared in entertainment and financial news.
Without exception, he and Tang Ze stopped in place. Su Di waited for a while but didn't see the two people coming in. He paused and turned sideways: "Teacher Tang?"
Tang Ze came to his senses.
He pursed his lower lip. He was calmer than his manager. He followed Su Di in and introduced himself: "Hello, Manager Sheng. I am Tang Ze."
Tang Ze stabilized his emotions. He knew his situation. Even at his peak, it would have been difficult for him to sign with Shengyu before his voice was broken, let alone now.
"I know. Miss Meng told me to sit down first." Manager Sheng enthusiastically asked Tang Ze to sit down and went directly to today's topic. He picked up a contract lying next to him: "This is our cooperation contract. If you have no objection, we will sign this contract now.”
While Tang Ze was still thinking about how to speak, Manager Sheng handed him another contract.
His hand holding the tea cup trembled, "You don't know something, my old company and I..."
"Don't worry, I know all this," Manager Sheng tapped his fingers on the table and said unhurriedly: "I have asked the lawyer to negotiate with your original company for the breach of contract fee. All of it will be paid by Shengyu. Shengyu's judicial Don’t worry, there is never a case that cannot be won. In three days, all judicial procedures will be completed. From now on, you can still sing and create whatever you want.”
As he said that, Manager Sheng glanced at the people around him. The secretary took out a pencil and handed it to Tang Ze: "Mr. Tang, if you think it's okay, just sign it. Manager Sheng has already signed this document." ”
Tangze reached out, took the pen, and turned to the first page—
"A" Class Contract.
He had always been a person who kept his emotions to himself, but now he couldn't help it.
"Sign it, sign it, Tang Ze," the manager beside him finally reacted and said tremblingly, "It's rare that Manager Sheng is optimistic about you."
The contract is very long, about thirty pages.
If it were another company, these contract brokers would definitely look for lawyers seriously, but now, this is Shengyu, this is Sheng Hong.
The leading giant in Asia’s entertainment industry—
Great entertainment!
The company has more than a dozen super first-line artists.
Among them, Yi Tong, the most intimidating one, is the first brother under Sheng Yu.
It's just that Yi Tong is almost no longer involved in the domestic film industry, and he only participates in international films.
Shengyu holds half of the resources in the entertainment industry. It can be said that as long as Shengyu stomps its feet, the entire entertainment industry will be shaken.
Not to mention the countless artists who want to develop in Shengyu, there are also countless companies and artists who want to cooperate with Shengyu.
It's just a pity that Chengyu's recent center is international. In the past six months, less than three artists have successfully signed with Chengyu.
Shengyu headquarters has three executive managers of the external development department.
Sheng Hong is one of the three giants in the entertainment industry.
One sentence can cause a storm in the entertainment industry. Why did "A Day in the Life of a Star" become so popular in the entertainment industry and abroad
In addition to Meng Fu, there is another biggest reason. Shengyu has obtained the right to live broadcast the homepage of Galaxy App!
Nowadays, Shengyu no longer plays with domestic entertainment companies. He has already played internationally, as evidenced by Yi Tong's success in the international market in the past two years.
Such a giant, Sheng Hong is still one of these three giants.
Not to mention other people, in the current entertainment industry, Yi Tong is the only artist who can be signed by Sheng Hong personally, and no one else is.
Now Sheng Hong not only personally got the contract for Tang Ze, but also got the A sign.
The agent felt like he was floating.
Tang Ze glanced at Sheng Hong, took the pen, and turned to the last page. Sure enough, it was already signed by the word "Sheng Hong".
Tangze didn't know how he signed.
By the time he reacted, the contract was already in duplicate.
"Welcome to Shengyu," Sheng Hong shook hands with him and smiled, "The company's legal department has already contacted your original company. Take a rest today and report to the company headquarters tomorrow. Someone will arrange it for you."
Sheng Hong offered a multi-million contract, and after telling Tang Ze a few details, he left.
He also has to deal with Tangze's legal issues, and most importantly, he has to explain to his superiors the reasons for signing Tangze.
He also wanted to give the company an explanation for the 60 million.
With Tang Ze's status, he was not qualified to send Secretary Sheng Hong out today. Sheng Hong came in person just for the sake of Meng Fu and Su Cheng.
The door creaked shut.
Inside the room, the two people sitting at the table slowly woke up.
Tang Ze's agent quickly picked up the document placed in front of Tang Ze. The word "Sign A" came into view, and the Chengyu logo was obvious in the lower right corner.
"It seems like it's not a dream..." Tang Ze's manager sat back in his chair and murmured.
Su Di, who was on the side, stirred the sandalwood and raised his head after hearing the words of Tang Ze's manager, "You two, calm down."
Tang Ze's manager looked at Su Di expressionlessly: "..."
Damn it, how can they stay calm? !
Shengyu, Shengxuan, and Shengyu A-sign, no matter which one of these three is a bomb for them, let alone the three together!
"I'll take you two back first." Su Di put away the sandalwood and rang the bell for someone to clean up the box.
Twenty minutes later.
Tangze and his manager returned to their dormitory again.
Su Di’s car drives away.
Tang Ze's agent took the contract and turned to Tang Ze: "Tang Ze, your fortune has come!"
The two of them walked all the way to the elevator.
"Although your voice is not good now, with Shengyu here, your resources will not be much worse. I don't care what you think. From today on, you must make money for Shengyu," the agent looked at Tang Ze , his eyes sparkled, "And Meng Fu, you must also remember how she and Sheng Yu pulled you out of the swamp today!"
If it were another company, Tang Ze might be unknown, but with Shengyu here, although Tang Ze can't hit high notes, but with Meng Fu's medicine, there will still be no problem in releasing records.
"For this A sign, if you had it five years ago, you might have been able to compete with Yi Tong..." At this point, the agent paused and did not continue.
At that time, Tang Ze's talent was beyond that of everyone at the same time. If his voice was still good and he had a background in Shengyu, his manager would not be surprised that he would be able to work side by side with Yi Tong.
But let’s not mention that now.
Tangze is now a blessing in disguise.
"Haha," the manager patted Tang Ze on the shoulder, "I can't help but travel to two days later to see what Kang Lin and the others' expressions will be like when Sheng Yuguan posts on Weibo!"
**
At this time, Meng Fu was still making spices in the study.
The kind of fragrance that Director Xu and Screenwriter Fang want is not very complicated, it is a basic spice that perfumers know well, and it does not take long to use.
The key is that Karasawa's voice uses not only spices, but also medicinal and fragrant pills.
Meng Fu was sitting on the carpet in the study room, with a simple book spread out on his lap. Most of the books were written in small seal characters, and the pages were a little yellow. In addition to the densely packed characters, there were also pictures.
"Dragon bone incense and fodan fruit have miraculous effects..." Meng Fu stopped at this page. Not far away, there were failed works she placed.
She had ideas about Tangze's throat, but this was the first time she had made these things. Dragon bone incense and Buddha's fruit couldn't be fused together. If the fusion rate couldn't reach 24%, the effect of the collision of the two medicinal materials would not be exerted.
The phone was ringing, and she pressed the speakerphone, "Grandpa."
"Fu'er, I heard from Xiao Su that you didn't go to the set today." Mr. Jiang's voice sounded less tired than before. "Come back for dinner in the evening. I'll ask the driver to pick you up. I heard from him that you haven't eaten in the past few days. Have a good sleep.”
"Nonsense," Meng Fu put down the book, picked up the beer on the side, and opened the tab with one hand without blinking: "I've been sleeping very well recently."
"You are still young, don't pay so little attention to your body..." Mr. Jiang gave a lot of detailed instructions. He was very serious with other people in the Jiang family, but he was always more wordy with Meng Fu, "My little sister sent me a private message. "Yes, remember to wait. The driver is coming."
Mr. Jiang hung up the phone with a bang and went to find his little sister.
Meng Fu: "..."
She looked at the hung up cell phone expressionlessly.
The phone vibrated again. Meng Fu looked down and saw that it was the president of the painting association. She glanced at it, replied with a word, and left it alone.
He pressed his temples, put the book on the table, and picked up the beer can on the carpet.
While thinking about Karasawa's condition, he walked outside.
The door was closed, and Zhao Fan knew that she was busy and did not come in to disturb her.
"Sister Fan, I have to go back later." Meng Fu leaned against the study door, drank the last sip of wine, and lazily raised his head to talk to Zhao Fan.
But found that Zhao Fan was not on the sofa.
She is opening the door.
Beside the door, Su Di had already lowered his head deeply. Su Cheng looked past Su Di and past Zhao Fan, looking at her lightly -
Beer can on hand.
"Brother Cheng," Meng Fu squeezed his hand and threw the beer can back, "You must listen to my sophistry."
Meng Fu: "..."
Zhao Fan: "..."
Su Di: "..."
The air fell into an eerie silence.
Zhao Fan even wanted to laugh a little.
She held back.
It looked very much like the reprimanding scene of the head teacher.
Su Cheng took a step forward. Zhao Fan and Su Di immediately turned around and made way for him. Everyone watched as he walked to the refrigerator.
The refrigerator door is opened.
The first layer is milk, the second layer is beer, and the third and fourth layers are Sudi ingredients.
Su Cheng glanced at the beer layer, and slid his slender fingertips across the row of beers in front. His voice was as warm and cool as ever, with no hint of emotion or anger, "Three cans are missing."
Sure enough, it's not good to have two perverts in the family. This is a damn memory. Meng Fu has not been back for a week, but he can still remember numbers.
Meng Fu stood and coughed, "I will definitely be able to explain this today. I just drank a can today."
Zhao Fan raised his hand and said subconsciously: "I drank a can."
The numbers don't add up.
Meng Fu looked at Su Di calmly.
Su Di was staring at the tips of his shoes, but when he sensed the death gaze, he raised his head and Zhao Fan squeezed his arm.
Su Di: "...I...I drank a can too?"
Su Cheng looked lightly at Su Di.
Su Di puffed up his chest again, this time using a positive tone, "Yes, I drank a can too."
Meng Fu slowly walked to the sofa and looked at Su Cheng silently. Originally, he was having a bad day. Unexpectedly, Su Cheng just glanced at Su Di without saying anything, and then told Meng Fu about Tang Ze. .
Not to mention Meng Fu, even Zhao Fan was surprised and breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Fu took away his cell phone, opened his address book, found Su's address, entered his circle of friends, and liked his latest post in his circle of friends.
Su Di was flattered when she saw this like in the kitchen.
Two minutes later, his phone kept vibrating.
It shows 99 unread messages—
Su Tian: What did you do
Wei Jingke: Screenshot
Wei Jingke: What did you do
Su Xuan: What did you do again?
Su Di frowned and clicked on the screenshot.
The screenshot is from his circle of friends, and the likes below have a blank avatar.
It's Su Cheng.
Su Di: "..."
It was quite sudden.
**
Jiang family.
When Meng Fu came back, she had already gone to Jiang's house for dinner. She came back today not to eat, but to check on the old man's condition.
Meng Fu calmly looked at Mr. Jiang's pulse, which returned to its previous level.
Within her expectations.
Meng Fu let go of his hand.
"I've lost weight, I've lost weight again," Mr. Jiang looked at Meng Fu and couldn't help but frown, "There's nothing wrong with young people working hard, but their health is their capital. Don't stay up late..."
He contacts Su Cheng every day, so he naturally knows that Meng Fu is currently filming on the set and is very busy.
Jiang Quan also occasionally talked to Meng Fu.
Jiang Xinchen kept his head down while eating without speaking. As for Zhenling and Jiang Xinran, they were not at home.
Finished eating.
Meng Fu was about to rush back, and she had to go to the set tomorrow.
Outside, Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran came back.
"When the list comes out tomorrow, you will definitely be among the top three in the preliminary round." Madam Tong held Jiang Xinran's hand, chatting and laughing. As soon as she came in, she saw Meng Fu and Mr. Jiang sitting at the dinner table. Madam Tong's lips dropped. News about Tong Eryu.