Male God is Chasing My Brother

Chapter 97

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The waiter didn't want to affect other customers in the restaurant. Seeing Xin Zimai's cooperation, he asked politely, "Okay sir, do you want to continue serving your meals?"

"Just keep going."

After the waiter left, the surrounding eyes gradually dissipated. This restaurant is expensive, and there are not many customers at this time. In addition, Zhou Jinchen has been sitting, and Xin Zimai is the only person who stands up. Not to Zhou Jin's face. Having managed to avoid a double-edition news in the entertainment society of "famous movie stars smashing stores in the street", Xin Zimai went to see the instigator on the opposite side, and found that the other party had already switched back to his mobile phone and was talking.

"Did that group of people hurt you?" Zhou Jinshen asked. It seemed that something was said there, so he didn't continue to ask, but asked the main question: "I invite you to dinner tonight, what do you want to eat?"

The polite waiter just brought up a plate of fried chicken breast. Seeing the man opposite, Xin Zimai raised his eyebrows: "Anything is fine, how about chicken breast?"

Xin Zimai glanced gloomily at the dinner plate decorated with refreshing side dishes, thinking, this plate of chicken breast obviously looks delicious too.

However, Zhou Jinshen, who was on the opposite side, obviously got an answer that didn't match. He looked up at Xin Zimai coldly, reported the restaurant's address to his mobile phone, and then hung up the phone.

Xin Zimai had a bad intuition, and he said first, "Jinchen, what are you going to do with those trainees?"

Zhou Jinchen glanced at him again, and said, "Send their contract to Tianxiang."

Tianxiang is a branch under the name of Jindian. This kind of company was opened by Jindian at will to test the water. It is said that it is a company, but in fact the resources are not even comparable to a more formal studio. The way they test the water is to sign people at a low price first. If they can get a response, they can sign to Jindian.

There are four or five such companies under the name of Jindian, the purpose is to recruit new people, so as not to miss the opportunity, and spend a lot of money to poach people from other companies. However, there are not many lucky|lucky ones who can become popular overnight without any background, so even though the name sounds good, it is definitely not a good opportunity to be signed to Tianxiang.

What's more, these seven people were kicked out of the official contract of Jindian. This kind of treatment is more uncomfortable than the direct termination of the contract. People who have the resources and are ready to debut are beaten back to a situation where there is no hope of getting ahead. The gap is absolutely unacceptable.

Xin Zimai didn't think it was a big deal. Dealing with the contracts of several trainees was not a big deal for him, and the other party rushed to send him a reason. He was about to call to deal with this matter, but found that his mobile phone had not been returned: "Hey Jinchen, my mobile phone is still with you."

Zhou Jinshen didn't hand over the phone directly, but in front of Xin Zimai, he turned on the screen with a flashing phone reminder.

"Whose phone is it?" Xin Zimai didn't react at first, but when he saw the notes on the screen clearly, his right hand stretched out to answer the phone retracted like an electric shock: "He, why did he call?"

Zhou Jinshen's voice was deep and elegant, but to Xin Zimai's ears it sounded like a heavy cannon exploded: "Because you just sent him a message saying that you want to have dinner with him."

In Xin Zimai's astonished expression, Zhou Jinshen also repeated: "Here, let's have a chicken breast dinner."

The melodious ring|tone was like a life-threatening urging, Zhou Jinshen put Xin Zimai's cell phone on the table, and said slowly: "An Xumo said that you can eat anything at night, except the fitness meal."

Xin Zimai had no time to care about the tone of the boss, he only had one name in his mind.

— is the one shown on the screen.

"So, this meal is for the two of you. By the way, I will create a chance for you to meet each other." Seeing the slender figure outside the restaurant, Zhou Jinshen got up with his mobile phone, leaving only one of them sitting blankly. Xin Zimai, "You don't have to thank me, enjoy your meal."

Before leaving, he added lightly: "By the way, I will not reimburse you for this meal."

When Zhou Jinshen came out, An Xumo was looking up at the signboard of the restaurant. He looked a little hesitant, as if he didn't want to go in. But when he saw Zhou Jinshen, he immediately restrained his emotions: "Brother... Senior."

The man looked down at him from above the sunglasses, as if he was not satisfied with this messy address. An Xumo knew he was wrong, so he stood obediently with his head down.

He remembered it at first, but because he had been immersed in the surprise that the other party was going to have dinner with him just now, An Xumo didn't react for a while.

Fortunately, the other party did not pursue this issue any further, and only let him get into the car. With a sigh of relief, An Xu Mo hurriedly followed, and sat upright in the back row.

When the night lights are first turned on, the deep night and gorgeous lights show a brilliant color outside the car window. There were only two people in the car, and although the atmosphere was quiet, it wasn't awkward, and it even relieved most of the pain on An Xumo's back injury.

"I will help you solve the matter of those few people just now."

A deep and magnetic male voice sounded, and An Xumo looked up, and saw the man in the front row holding the steering wheel, and the knuckles on the cuffs and wrists raised a particularly nice arc.

"Including today's dinner, it's an apology for spilling wine at the previous birthday banquet."

An Xumo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what happened last time. He never thought of blaming the other party: "No, no, I should be the one to thank..."

Zhou Jinshen didn't answer. He looked at the traffic ahead and said lightly, "You have to learn how to deal with the relationship between colleagues in the future."

"Yes." An Xumo replied in a low voice, feeling a little annoyed that he had disturbed the other party, "I will definitely pay attention next time."

He didn't want to cause trouble for Zhou Jinshen, let alone complaining, even when he heard the other party mention this matter, he felt that he had delayed his brother: "I'm sorry for disturbing you this time."

Zhou Jin frowned deeply. He looked at the back row from the rearview mirror. The boy was sitting upright, with his hands on his knees, like a child obediently obeying a lesson.

With this kind of character, how can he stay in the entertainment circle

An Xumo didn't notice Zhou Jinchen's gaze. He was thinking about another thing. After hesitating for a while, he still said, "Senior Han Ming who came to the company with my brother last time...he was also there just now. "

Zhou Jin asked deeply, "Has he bullied you too?"

An Xumo was taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "No, Senior Han Ming came with Sister Chen Li."

He pursed his lips, a little nervous: "Later when I came out, Senior Han Ming was with me, and he asked me... what is my relationship with Director Xin."

He said it was Xin Zimai, but he made it clear that he was asking about the relationship between Xu Mo and Zhou Jinshen. Zhou Jinshen glanced at the rearview mirror again, the boy's nervousness was written directly on his face: "I said I met him once before... nothing else."

An Xumo pinched the hem of his trousers uneasily, worried that these things would affect the other party. The man didn't seem to care much: "You don't need to worry about this, someone will take care of it."

Not long after he finished speaking, the two arrived at their destination. Following the waiter's instructions, he parked the car and got out of the car. An Xumo looked up, his eyes brightened obviously.

Under the guidance of the receptionist at the door, the two sat in a private room. The waiter handed over two meal cards: "Except for golden king crab, all meals in this restaurant are unlimited. The seafood area and cooking area are on the first floor, and the barbecue area is on the second floor. You can take your own meals."

Zhou Jinshen directly asked the waiter to give An Xumo all the meal cards.

"Whatever you want to eat, take it yourself."

The waiter didn't want to affect other customers in the restaurant. Seeing Xin Zimai's cooperation, he asked politely, "Okay sir, do you want to continue serving your meals?"

"Just keep going."

After the waiter left, the surrounding eyes gradually dissipated. This restaurant is expensive, and there are not many customers at this time. In addition, Zhou Jinchen has been sitting, and the only person standing up is Xin Zimai, and others are also watching. Not to Zhou Jin's face. Having managed to avoid a double-edition news in the entertainment society of "famous movie stars smashing stores in the street", Xin Zimai went to see the instigator on the opposite side, and found that the other party had already switched back to his mobile phone and was talking.

"Did that group of people hurt you?" Zhou Jinshen asked. It seemed that something was said there, so he didn't continue to ask, but asked the main question: "I invite you to dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?"

The polite waiter just brought up a plate of fried chicken breast. Seeing the man opposite, Xin Zimai raised his eyebrows: "Anything is fine, how about chicken breast?"

Xin Zimai glanced gloomily at the dinner plate decorated with refreshing side dishes, thinking, this plate of chicken breast obviously looks delicious too.

However, Zhou Jinshen, who was on the opposite side, obviously got an answer that didn't match. He looked up at Xin Zimai coldly, reported the restaurant's address to his mobile phone, and then hung up the phone.

Xin Zimai had a bad intuition, so he said first, "Jinchen, what are you going to do with those trainees?"

Zhou Jin cast another glance at him, and said, "Send their contract to Tianxiang."

Tianxiang is a branch under the name of Jindian. This kind of company was randomly opened by Jindian to test the water. It is said that it is a company, but in fact the resources are not even comparable to a more formal studio. The way they test the water is to sign people at a low price first. If they can get a response, they can sign to Jindian.

There are four or five such companies under the name of Jindian, the purpose is to recruit new people, so as not to miss the opportunity, and spend a lot of money to poach people from other companies. However, there are not many lucky|lucky ones who can become popular overnight without any background, so even though the name sounds good, it is definitely not a good opportunity to be signed to Tianxiang.

What's more, these seven people were kicked out of the official contract of Jindian. This kind of treatment is more uncomfortable than the direct termination of the contract. People who have the resources and are ready to debut are beaten back to a situation where there is no hope of getting ahead. The gap is absolutely unacceptable.

Xin Zimai didn't think it was a big deal. Dealing with the contracts of several trainees was not a big deal for him, and the other party rushed to send him a reason. He was about to call to deal with this matter, but found that his mobile phone had not been returned: "Hey Jinchen, my mobile phone is still with you."

Zhou Jinshen didn't hand over the phone directly, but in front of Xin Zimai, he turned on the screen with a flashing phone reminder.

"Whose phone is it?" Xin Zimai didn't react at first, but when he saw the notes on the screen clearly, his right hand stretched out to answer the phone retracted like an electric shock: "He, why did he call?"

Zhou Jinshen's voice was deep and elegant, but to Xin Zimai's ears it sounded like a heavy cannon exploded: "Because you just sent him a message saying that you want to have dinner with him."