Chen Yifan wanted to devote himself to music, of course, his courage is commendable, but the positions of the two sides are different, so naturally they look at issues differently. Zhang Jianian knew that at Chen Yifan's age, there were always some young and vigorous ideals. Even if he smashed his head and broke his blood, he had to make a foray. But from the company's point of view, the return on income that an artist can bring is more important.
After all, Chenxing Film and Television also has to rely on profits to survive, and cannot just realize the socialist Chinese dream for everyone.
Zhang Jianian thought about it and asked, "If you really want to devote yourself to the road of music, how would you like to plan your future?"
Chen Yifan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "I will train hard and strive to give a better stage..."
Zhang Jianian calmly said: "What if you don't have a chance to be on the stage at all? As far as I know, there are very few music programs suitable for you in China, and your singing level is not as good as that of a professional singer. The stage created by the trainees is basically nothing."
The foreign trainee system is more mature and has a complete corresponding industrial chain. At present, in addition to appropriating the title of "trainee" in China, other supporting facilities have not kept up.
Chen Yifan said: "I will work hard in music and become a professional singer as soon as possible..."
Zhang Jianian shook his head and said cruelly: "When you are negotiating with people, it is useless to just say that you work hard. What the other party wants to know is how you work hard and when you will achieve your goals."
"What's your current level? What training methods do you use to improve your competitiveness? How do you ensure your exposure? How is your progress at each stage? Can you use music to support your life?" Zhang Jianian is like a precise robot, constantly throwing questions .
Chen Yifan was at a loss under his questioning, he looked at Xia Xiaoxiao uneasy, and cast his eyes for help.
"If you haven't thought about these things now, I don't recommend you give up acting too early." Zhang Jianian saw the swaying look on his face, and concluded without hesitation.
Xia Xiaoxiao listened to the conversation between the two, with a disapproving look on her face, she whispered: "Chief assistant..."
Zhang Jianian looked at Xia Xiaoxiao, thinking that she was going to speak for Chen Yifan, but she lowered her voice and reminded seriously: "Mr. Chu is asleep, let's go out and talk."
Zhang Jianian: "..."
Zhang Jianian turned his head and saw that the big boss was leaning on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and taking a nap, as if he had fallen asleep. She leaned back in her chair, her head turned to one side, breathing well-proportioned, and seemed to be sleeping soundly, oblivious to the conversation of the others.
Zhang Jianian: You pulled me out of the house, and then performed online to sleep
Although Zhang Jianian murmured inwardly, he dutifully checked the temperature of the air conditioner, grabbed the spare blanket in the office, and carefully covered her. He looked at Chen Yifan and said softly, "Let's go out and talk."
Chen Yifan didn't expect that his interview journey would be so bumpy, and he finally changed the object of the conversation. Even though Mr. Zhang's action of helping cover the blanket was creepy, he fired at him for a while.
The three moved to the outside of the office, but Xia Xiaoxiao couldn't talk at all, watching Assistant Zhang educate the children.
Zhang Jianian said slowly: "I understand your music dream, but more importantly, I want to see your hard work and achievements. If you are only temporarily good at this aspect, and want to escape other difficulties, blindly Choosing to be a singer, I don't recommend it."
Chen Yifan murmured weakly: "But that's not what dreams are like, you have to put your life into it..."
"Some people are born to chase their dreams, but some people need to be qualified to chase their dreams first." Zhang Jianian pointed out cruelly, "Unfortunately, you are still the latter now."
Not every bird is born with wings that can fight the sky, at least the current Chen Yifan is still fledgling.
Chen Yifan was still young and frivolous. He was a little unconvinced and tried to argue: "I have achieved some results and attracted many fans..."
"If there is no exposure of the show, can you guarantee your current results? If other trainees appeared on "The Sound of the Dream", do you believe that you are better than them?" Zhang Jianian said calmly, "Actually, you should know, There are many people who envy you."
Chen Yifan was speechless, and suddenly lost his confidence. If it wasn't for President Chu's hand-picked, he might still be unknown in the practice room, and what President Zhang said was not a lie.
"Perhaps you will think that I am speaking for the company and tying your dreams with opportunities and morality, but many people are not born free." Zhang Jianian lowered his eyes, he seemed to recall the past, and said meaningfully, "The gifts from fate are all It's a price tag, and what you've got, you're bound to pay for it."
Since Chen Yifan obtained resources one step ahead of others, of course he had to make concessions because of this. In Zhang Jianian's view, the million-dollar debt is more like a joke, but it's just a joke from President Chu. Outsiders are even willing to post millions of dollars for the packaging and marketing of Chenxing Film and Television. How can opportunities and resources be quantified with money
What Chen Yifan owes is a debt of favor, and favor and opportunity are the most difficult to repay. Zhang Jianian has experienced it for a long time.
Chen Yifan did not expect that Assistant Zhang would be so frank, and there was an inexplicable sense of resonance inside and outside the words. He seemed to understand, but he looked at the other party's Rumo eyes, caught something in the dark, and finally said hesitantly: "... So are you qualified to chase your dreams now?"
Zhang Jianian's eyes were like a deep pool, he was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "No."
He owes far more debt than Chen Yifan.
Chen Yifan's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
Zhang Jianian said calmly: "Of course, this is just my personal opinion. You can wait until tomorrow to discuss it with President Chu. But I hope you already have the exact answer in your mind when you interview, don't be like tonight, you can't answer anything. ."
Chen Yifan: "...Okay."
Chen Yifan felt that Mr. Zhang could not wait to write directly on his face, "I have some knowledge in my heart, don't waste the boss's time".
Xia Xiaoxiao witnessed the whole conversation, and saw that Chen Yifan was a little relieved, and couldn't help but look relieved. She tentatively said: "Chief assistant, then I'll wake up President Chu? Then call a car?"
It's too late, the company has no other work for the time being, so it's better to send President Chu back to rest.
"Let's go first, it's very late now." Zhang Jianian glanced at the time and explained, "I drove here. When President Chu wakes up, I will send her back."
"Okay." Xia Xiaoxiao got the answer, and immediately agreed with confidence, like a scumbag who learned from the gods in the workplace.
Chen Yifan was puzzled: If President Chu has not woken up, what should we do
Xia Xiaoxiao and Chen Yifan left first, Zhang Jianian quietly walked into the office, and saw that someone had shrunk into the blanket and was sleeping soundly, like a curled up cat. She calmed down, her face didn't have the lazy look on her face when she usually spoke, and she looked much more well-behaved.
Zhang Jianian knew that President Chu had been sleeping too little recently, so he didn't disturb him immediately, and simply asked her to rest for a while. During the preparation of "Rouge Bone", Mr. Chu was in Yinda Investment Office in the morning, and transferred to Chenxing Film and Television to handle affairs at noon or in the afternoon.
If you want to discuss the plot, it is common for everyone to get to three or four in the morning. This is the state of the project.
Zhang Jianian sat on the side boredly, staring silently at her sleeping face, waiting for President Chu to wake up. When he saw the screen of the mobile phone next to him suddenly light up, he found that "alan" sent a few more messages.
Zhang Jianian wants to complain: These big bosses don't like to sleep, do they cultivate immortals every night
Zhang Jianian unlocked the screen and saw the other party's first few messages.
alan: What did you think about what I told you last time
alan: This is our common ideal in school. I sincerely hope you can join us.
These two messages were received by Zhang Jianian before he delivered the food, and he did not reply. Nan Yandong couldn't hold his breath, so he sent a few more messages one after another.
alan: I know you are grateful for Uncle Chu's help, but your dedication to Qi Sheng over the years is enough to repay this kindness, and he won't blame you. If you think it's inappropriate, I'm willing to come forward to communicate with Uncle Chu, I believe he will understand.
Zhang Jianian still didn't reply. At that time, he was talking to Chen Yifan and didn't notice the phone. Nan Yandong probably felt that Zhang Jianian was escaping the problem, so he simply opened the skylight to speak brightly, and sent a new message.
alan: Jia Nian, I think it is necessary for you to understand that the object of your gratitude is Uncle Chu, not her. In fact, in actual implementation, you may be confused yourself. If you want to repay your kindness, maybe you should stay in Qisheng instead of Yinda.
alan: If you change your mind, or have any ideas you want to communicate, you can contact me at any time.
Looking at the new information, Zhang Jianian couldn't help but fall into contemplation. In fact, he knew his situation better than anyone else.
After all, they are both born lucky, and they are not the same.
"How long have I slept?" Chu Chu rubbed her eyes sleepily, not expecting that she would fall asleep so deeply, she sat up straight and asked.
Zhang Jianian suddenly heard her voice, and for some reason, his heart skipped a beat. Guiltily, he covered his phone and said sternly, "You slept for less than an hour."
Chu Chu stared at him silently, Zhang Jianian forced his composure and suggested, "I'll take you back now?"
"Are you hiding something from me?" After Chu Chu woke up, her thoughts were particularly clear. She seemed to find something strange on his calm face, and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
Zhang Jianian thought, as expected, the monarchs of ancient and modern China and foreign countries are suspicious and keen, and the sixth sense is simply a gifted skill.
He pretended not to understand and said gently, "What did you say?"
Chu Chu stood up from the chair, threw the blanket aside and gave a full smirk: "Can I look at your cell phone?"
Zhang Jianian struggled weakly: "...Can I refuse you?"
Chu Chu raised her eyebrows and stared at him silently.
The strong desire to survive immediately urged Zhang Jianian to hand over his mobile phone, and he respectfully said, "Please take a look."
After Zhang Jianian handed over his mobile phone, he wanted to be an inconspicuous background board and dared not withstand the next storm.
Chu Chu read it at a glance, and then sneered: "Oh, the wifi in the hospital is good, and the information needs to be sent five or six at a time."
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