Things have priorities.
If he is not busy at ordinary times, Manager An may take a look at the documents handed over by Zhao Fan.
After all, Zhao Fan had once made a celebrity popular in the industry.
It's just that Zhao Fan was unlucky. After losing the potential stock in his hand, he signed a star outside the 18th line.
Now she happened to meet "Brother Qian" when he came to T City. Manager An was closely following Brother Qian, so the matter between Zhao Fan and her 18th-tier starlet was not that important.
Of course, this is because Meng Fu is 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 still be able to find time no matter how busy he is.
**
Training Camp.
When Zhao Fan came back, Meng Fu was still practicing her voice in the training room. She was on a solo stage, so she didn't need to share the parts she wanted to sing with the others in the group.
Zhao Fan avoided the camera. As soon as he opened the door, Meng Fu turned around before calling her.
Seeing Meng Fu suddenly turning around, Zhao Fan quickly put on a smile and said, "This is what you want."
She took out a box from her bag and handed it to Meng Fu, "What you want."
Meng Fu reached out and took the box. It was a little heavy. She weighed it in her hand without looking at it. She only glanced at Zhao Fan and smiled at her: "Zhao Xiaofan, why are you looking so sad? Who made you unhappy? "
Top beauties unabashedly exude their charm and captivate the imagination.
Zhao Fan almost couldn't hold it. His head was dazed for a moment before he finally realized, "It's nothing. By the way, what is the box you asked me to take?"
Meng Fu is now on the rise. Zhao Fan knows that she is working hard now, and she doesn't want to disturb Meng Fu's heart by revealing the contract.
"Oh," Meng Fu instantly suppressed the smile on his face and yawned, looking lazy and cold, "It's nothing."
This sentence is somewhat familiar.
Zhao Fan choked.
She couldn't help but fall into deep thought as she looked at Meng Fu's face that changed in just one second.
She has never seen her own artist have such good acting skills before
How about signing a web series for her after the show ends
Zhao Fan gently closed the door of the training room, but was worried again.
She looked down at the time on her phone—
Nine p.m.
Su Cheng didn't like to be disturbed at night. Zhao Fan thought carefully and decided to talk to Su Cheng about the matter if he didn't get a reply in two days.
**
Two days later.
Zhao Fan still hasn't received the notice from the company.
On the morning of the third day, she finally called Su Cheng and told him about the incident.
On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng's tone was always so tepid, slightly cold: "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 grandpa told me that the test result of your sandalwood was not 25% pure at all. I ordered it myself at home and it didn't have the same effect." "What's going on? I thought Dr. Feng had made a breakthrough, so I asked my grandfather to call her and ask her."
"I don't know." Su Cheng was not surprised at all.
"That's not right. When I was at your house, my condition did get better." Wei Jingke took a pillow and put it behind his head, puzzled.
Su Cheng raised his eyes and said, "Maybe it's not because of the sandalwood."
"Then what else?" Wei Jingke sat up and looked at Su Cheng in particular, "You, you couldn't have hidden the blues sandalwood yourself, right?"
After hearing this, Su Cheng glanced at him, his face was calm, but his eyes like ancient wells looked cold.
Wei Jingke trembled, "Pretend I didn't say anything."
After Su Cheng left, Wei Jingke couldn't help but rub his arms. Even though he was used to Su Cheng's cold, murderous gaze, he still couldn't bear it at this time.
"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: "I'm looking for Miss Meng."
Miss Meng, Miss Meng again.
Wei Jingke finally became more curious, "What does this Miss Meng have?"
Su Di didn't even think about this question: "She's good-looking, rare good-looking. The real person is far prettier than the photo."
Meng Fu's looks are something that even the haters can't do even if they want to.
"Are you good-looking?" Wei Jingke finally became interested when Su Di said he was good-looking, "Have you ever seen Miss Feng? Can anyone be prettier than her?"
Most men are visual creatures, and naturally so is Wei Jingke.
When Su Di mentioned Meng Fu before, he didn't care. After all, he had been surrounded by too many outstanding people since he was a child, including talented women, beauties, geniuses...
There was almost nothing missing, so he almost didn't listen to Su Di's words.
But Su Di's "rare good looks" finally made Wei Jingke a little more interested.
"I'll meet Miss Meng next time I have a chance." Wei Jingke thought about it, but he didn't believe there was anyone prettier than her.
**
Training Camp.
Tang Ze still carefully taught Meng Fu some of his basic skills.
Meng Fu performs on solo stage and can tutor alone.
After the tutoring, Meng Fu followed Tang Ze out. There were camera areas here except Tang Ze's lounge. After leaving the camera area, she stopped Tang Ze and said, "Teacher Tang."
"Is there anything you don't understand?" Tang Ze was really good to Meng Fu as a trainee and was very patient with her.
After all, if you are good-looking and smart, you will not be disliked anywhere.
Tang Ze has always been patient, and he was extremely patient with Meng Fu.
"Just, last time I heard you said that you had a bad voice," Meng Fu took a step forward, smiled obediently, and tied his hair into two lazy ponytails, sweet and beautiful, "I have a secret recipe from my hometown, please. Someone brought it here, you can try it.”
As she spoke, she took a black bottle to Tang Ze.
"Secret recipe?" Tang Ze was stunned. This was the first time someone had given him this in such a long time, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He originally wanted to say that he didn't need it because his throat would never get better, but when he looked at Meng Fu's His face could not express rejection, he just smiled and said: "Okay."
He took it.
Meng Fu tilted his head, "Just soak a few drops in water and drink it every day. I heard that you can see the effect after just one sip."
Staring at her with a pair of dark, sparkling eyes, Tang Ze couldn't help but tilt his head, "Then, let me give it a try."
He slowly took out the thermos cup, and after adding two drops of the green, green, and black "secret recipe", Tangze felt a little regretful. How can there be anything that can see the effect after just one sip
But Meng Fu next to him was still staring at him, so Tang Ze forced himself to drink, just to make the little girl happy.
Not far away, when he saw Tang Ze taking a black bottle and dripping it into a thermos, the manager's face suddenly changed as he wanted to drink it: "Tang Ze, what are you doing?"