Rong Chun changed his clothes and went directly to Star Map Entertainment.
"Mr. Rong! There are five or six days until the dead end. You don't have to stay up late like you did when recording the show."
Fang Yuan saw her yawning, even with makeup on, she couldn't hide her malaise, and thought she was staying up until the early hours to write songs.
For a moment, Rong Chun felt a little guilty, but she immediately threw the pot to Lin Jiashu.
She did not explain that the song was almost finished, but she was not satisfied with the finished product. To be repaired.
Rong Chun: "That won't work, the first album, you have to prepare well."
Fang Yuan advised her: "Pay attention to the combination of work and rest."
"Ah... um."
This should be given to Lin Jiashu. The enlarged font hangs on the bedside of his house.
Fang Yuan said while dealing with the company's affairs: "Mr. Rong, after you participated in the show, many partners came to look for it. First, I'll pick you up for a TV station's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala performance. Just after you handed in the song."
Rong Chun turned over this month's financial report on the sofa in the office, and looked up in confusion: "Is someone really looking for me?"
"Of course, you already have millions of Weibo followers."
"Isn't that the sailor you bought me?"
Fang Yuan was sweating: "We won't waste this money."
Rong Chun really has no real feeling of being red. In this era, data can be faked, and fans are also climbing walls every three days. Whoever dislikes you, grabs a black spot and stomps to death. She doesn't expect anyone to like her music anymore.
Fang Yuan: "There are also companies looking for you as an endorsement."
This Rong Chun was interested, and subconsciously thought it was clothes and jewelry: "Which brand?"
Fangyuan: "Smart Home."
The originally shining eyes were instantly speechless: "What?"
"It's CR Group." Fang Yuan touched his nose, "Anyway, we've been working together, and it's justifiable to ask you to be an endorser."
The concert hall project Fangyuan has been following up. The companies on both sides are quite harmonious. They are both top teams in China and work in an orderly manner with each other.
It's just that Rong Chun didn't understand what connection she had with the smart home.
Fangyuan explained: "Home theater, speakers, etc. I also want to use your "Red and White" as the theme song."
She held her chin: "this..."
Fangyuan: "Their advertisements are very beautiful. They have been endorsed by first-line movie stars. If you are not familiar with the product, you can first understand our company's intelligent system and office control switches, all of which are owned by CR Group."
"!"
Rong Chun only felt that after returning to China, his office became more and more modern, and he didn't know that CR Group had unknowingly infiltrated his life.
Fang Yuan shrugged: "No way, who is Mr. Lin's company that is currently the ceiling of the domestic smart industry. It is said that the original Shuangshuang Studio has also been in contact with CR, but you know, the relationship between you and Mr. Lin, he will not put such a high-end The endorsement was given to Yuan Shuangshuang."
"Is it so powerful?" Rong Chun was a little disgusted, and subtly felt that she had good eyesight - Lin Jiashu can make her career like this, she is also a discerning eye.
It seems that there is no need to avoid suspicion and high endorsement fees, but she did not intend to agree immediately, "Let's talk about it."
Rong Chun finished talking about work in the company and put down the financial report. Just as he was about to leave, someone knocked on the door of the office.
Fang Yuan opens the door control switch.
The people who came were Xue Huan and his agent.
Rong Chun was a little surprised. A piece of gauze was pasted on the cheekbone of his left face.
Face is the most important resource for actors. It can be said that some male stars pay more attention to face than female stars, not to mention actors who are on the rise.
Xue Huan has many female fans, and most of them are his fans.
Rong Chun pointed to his face: "How did you do it?"
It's best not to be made by Lin Jiashu, otherwise she will have to clean up the mess for him - give Xue Huan more severance pay or something.
Xue Huan gave her a quick look: "I accidentally made it while playing yesterday. I have already gone to the hospital for treatment, and the scars won't be too obvious."
The current medical beauty technology is very mature in dealing with burns, that is, several trips to the hospital are required. When filming in the future, it is inevitable to apply a few more layers of powder.
Rong Chun breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Xue Huan's agent said, "Fang Assistant, Xue Huan is here to terminate the contract today."
Rong Chun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but also felt reasonable.
Fang Yuan's reaction was similar to hers, she didn't hold back much, but only told him that the liquidated damages were not a small amount. Then have the person in charge talk to them individually.
She is not someone who doesn't pay attention to the company, but it is the tradition of Star Map Entertainment to directly agree to the artist who proposes to terminate the contract. If you are not satisfied with the liquidated damages, it is easier to see you in court.
Rong Chun walked out of the office and saw Xue Huan waiting for her.
He greeted: "Hi, Yoyo."
Seeing that he was alone, Rong Chun seemed to be waiting for her on purpose: "Aren't you going to talk about the termination of the contract?"
Xue Huan tilted his head to a certain conference room: "My agent will help me talk."
Rong Chun nodded and said, "You sent me back yesterday? Thank you."
Xue Huan's eyes were obscure: "That's right. I saw Sister Yuwei at Sister Lisa's birthday party."
Rong Chun didn't expect that he was talking about this, and when he heard the name, he instinctively narrowed his eyes: "Then?"
"Yuyou, you won't be my boss anymore, and I like you very much. I advise you not to continue to mix with her and Lin Jiashu." Xue Huan hesitated for a while, then said, "She is pregnant."
Regarding this explosive news, Rong Chun just frowned slightly, was silent for a long time, raised his chin, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his expression was indifferent: "Thank you for telling me. However, I don't need others to intervene in my affairs."
Xue Huan saw that she was not surprised, she was still aloof, she couldn't figure out what she was thinking, whether she was trying to be brave, or whether she really didn't care.
He shrugged and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "That's all I know. Goodbye. Hope you find someone worthy of you."
Rong Chun entered the garage and waited for the driver to drive the car to the ground, only to realize that it was cloudy outside.
The weather in Yunling is hot most of the time, with only brief wet and cold winters.
This reminded her that half of the past events between her and Lin Jiashu happened in the rain.
I don't know if it's for being handsome or not. He never takes an umbrella. When it rains, he always covers the rain with something at hand.
Rong Chun felt a little bit that he didn't care about his body. It is lucky to be able to live healthy to such a great age.
It was the same weather at that time, and Rong Chun met him on the way home again.
She took an umbrella and got out of the car, patted him on the shoulder, and wanted to give him a ride.
Lin Jiashu glanced at the car parked on the side of the road and firmly refused.
She used her cheating skills: "If you don't get in the car, neither will I."
Lin Jiashu didn't want to eat her: "If you get in the car, I promise to add you WeChat."
Rong Chun is also uncompromising: "Then I don't want your WeChat, do you agree to get on the bus?"
Lin Jiashu looked at her for a few seconds, not wanting to discuss conditions with her in the rain.
He only took the umbrella in her hand, clenched her wrist tightly, and shoved her into the car forcefully.
How could Rong Chun get rid of him easily, got into the car, and tightly clutched the corner of his clothes, just not letting him go.
The two stood in a stalemate amid the sound of rain. After a while, Lin Jiashu lowered his eyes and leaned over slowly, getting closer and closer to her.
Rong Chun was able to say that, suddenly seeing Lin Jiashu taking the initiative, she instantly didn't know what to do.
Stuttered in a low voice: "Sisi Sisi... the machine is still..."
Without thinking, Lin Jiashu stretched out her index finger, pushed her forehead, and closed the door with lightning speed.
But fortunately, in the end, he got on the bus under her umbrella.
**
When Rong Chun returned home, he saw the thunder and lightning breaking the dark clouds like smoke. The rain roared.
She added a layer of cardigan to herself, grabbed her phone, went out the door, and went downstairs.
He unlocked the door directly, Lin Jiashu was still at home, and he was a little surprised to see her appear.
"The First Creator" is playing on TV. Rong Chun doesn't even need to go to one side of the show by himself, he is not a person who often brushes his own clips. But Lin Jiashu prefers to put all her cuts on TV in a loop. For this, Rong Chun knew that he had also bought a member of a video website on his tablet.
"Get off work?" He brought her a glass of water.
Rong Chun lay directly under the duvet in his bedroom, as if returning to his own home: "I'm here to borrow the net. Didn't you let me?"
Lin Jiashu straightened the slippers she kicked over: "Yes, how long do you want to use it. Do you know the password?"
Rong Chun replied casually, "Yes, it's my birthday."
"Have I said that?"
Rong Chun flicked his fingers and moved his eyes up from the phone screen: "You have."
Lin Jiashu didn't have any doubts - at least he didn't seem to have any doubts, and continued his work. But he moved the computer to the coffee table in the bedroom so that he could see Rongchun when he looked up.
The thunder roared outside, and Rong Chun wrote lyrics on her mobile phone, which suddenly startled her.
Rong Chun was not very afraid of lightning, but was surprised.
The apartment is soundproofed, but the balcony of his bedroom has a half-open window. Lin Jiashu also heard the thunder, stood up, found the remote control, and closed all the windows and curtains.
The room was silent again.
Rong Chun changed the melody, but was thinking of another thing in his mind.
She was sure and certain that Lin Jiashu caused the injury on Xue Huan's face, so she had to report to her.
If it weren't for her knowing in advance that the relationship between the two was not what she thought before. She thought about it, she would definitely be very angry and disappear again.
Thinking of this, annoyed emotions prevailed in her heart - it was undeniable that she still reserved a little leeway for the relationship between them.
Rong Chun looked at him, there was no trace of bruises, and there was no skin injury last night, indicating that he did not suffer.
Lin Jiashu caught her dazed gaze. He closed the computer, put his knees on the edge of the bed, and sat next to her.
Rong Chun unconsciously ducked to the other side: "What are you doing?"
Lin Jiashu: "Aren't you afraid of thunder?"
"I'm not afraid."
His shoulder was next to hers: "Okay, I'm afraid."
"… "
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