Fu Shao's famous agent

As Shang Qian expected, the program team quickly called her.

The director of the program group took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said in a good voice, "Shang Qian, Mr. Shang, everything is negotiable, and you just left. Both the program group and you will be affected to some extent. Doesn't it affect it?"

"Look, we have already signed the contract before, and if you leave directly, it is considered a breach of contract. We are all friends, so why bother to tear yourself apart, you say so."

Shang Qian rolled her eyes, not in the mood to listen to him say some useless nonsense, but said firmly, "What exactly do you want to say? Just say it."

"This... hehe..."

The director paused and laughed dryly, "During the recording, I cut off your microphone. The program team was wrong about this matter. You have a lot of adults, please forgive us for once."

"Since Mr. Shang is so intolerable, we can adjust it. I hope you can cooperate with the program team and set up an upright character, so that the previous things can be rounded back."

"Our program team will also make some adjustments. Please don't say anything more about the default champion."

The director of the program group put himself in a very low profile, and his tone was a little unconvinced at the beginning, and gradually calmed down.

Shang Qian clenched the phone tightly, she didn't know why she reacted so strongly to this matter, probably because she didn't want to see these young people chasing their dreams, and see her dreams being smashed to pieces with her own eyes.

She had never really paid attention to the draft before, and even in the Fu Group before, she did some tricks by relying on the company's strong capital.

At that time, she never thought about the harm it would cause to other students.

I am sorry.

Shang Qian said something silently.

She sighed inaudibly, and asked, "Director, this shady matter is unfair to everyone. Can't we let them stand on the stage by their own strength?"

There was a slight silence on the other end of the phone.

The director couldn't help but smiled wryly. If the bosses of various companies were not putting pressure behind their backs, which program group would choose to be shady?
Variety show scripts are not uncommon, but this is a normal thing in the entertainment industry.Some of them also hated the script, but so what?

For the sake of the so-called justice, we must take the risk that food and clothing cannot be solved to support justice.How many idiots would do that?

Rather than saying that the variety show script is the show crew not being human, it is better to say that it is a big dye vat in the entertainment industry, which is too dirty.

If one day, the entertainment industry can be rectified, everything will be better.

The director sniffed, calmed down his emotions, and replied, "Shang Qian, you think things too easily. You are also in the entertainment industry. You should know what this industry is like."

"Yes, I shouldn't have hoped too much."

Shang Qian pursed her lips, "I hope to retain my right to speak in the program group. As for post-editing, as long as it's not too much, it's up to you."

This is her final bottom line and compromise.

"Okay." The director readily agreed to Shang Qian's request.

After hanging up the phone, Shang Qian rubbed the center of her brows, leaned back in the chair, with a look of exhaustion on her face.

"Boss, Linyuan is wrapping up today, and the list of gifts for the crew is ready, please take a look."

Fang Zhiqian walked in with a folder and put it on Shang Qian's desk.

After inspection, Shang Qian had no objection, and nodded lightly, "Let's prepare according to this area."

"Yes."

Fang Zhiqian put the folder away, remembering the tiredness on Shangqian's face when she came in just now, she couldn't help but asked with concern, "Boss? Are you tired? Your face looks ugly, do you want to take a rest?"

"I am fine."

Shang Qian shook his head, "Go and do your work."

Not long after Fang Zhiqian left, the door of the office was pushed open.Shang Qian was still struggling with a bunch of official duties, without raising his head, he said, "I'm really fine, go get busy."

"Huh? What am I going to do?"

The deep voice, like the strings of a cello, is plucked gently, mellow and full of magnetism.

Shang Qian looked up quickly, and saw Fu Xi walking in with a food box.She was overwhelmed with surprise, "Why are you here?"

Fu Xi opened the food box and put it on the table, with four dishes and one soup, all of which were delicious in color, fragrance, and hooked out all the gluttons in Shangqian's stomach.

"Wow, it smells so good, Fu Xi, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Fu Xi Rourou smiled, "I don't have anything to do today, thinking that you have been very busy recently, you must be very tired, so in order to reward you, I specially made it for you."

He was sitting opposite Shang Qian, with his hands folded on his chin, his deep eyes were as gentle as if they were about to drip water.

Facing Fu Xi's fiery gaze, Shang Qian couldn't resist, "Look what I'm doing, there are so many dishes, let's eat together."

Fu Xi shook his head, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed her hair behind her ears, "I'm not hungry, I'll just watch you eat."

Shang Qian's complexion was reddish, and he ate his food slowly and methodically.

There is a taste of home in this dish, which is too good.

Under Fu Xi's silent gaze, Shang Qian finished his meal, and it was rare for the young couple to have such a quiet space to be alone.

On the leather sofa, Shang Qian was leaning on Fu Xi's arms, with his arms tightly around his waist, "Fu Xi, I have something to tell you."

Fu Xi played with a strand of hair that was still shallow, and the smile on his lips continued, "Okay, what's the matter?"

Shang Qian briefly explained the news that Nangong's family came to recognize relatives, "That's how it happened. We have already experienced DNA. He is really my father."

"I just thought it was quite sudden. I never thought that one day, my biological father would come to my door."

Fu Xi knew that Shang Qian's adoptive parents had died early, and she had always lived alone, so she longed for family affection.

He hugged Shang Qian even tighter, "Has Qian Qian made a decision?"

"Ah."

Shang Qian nodded lightly, "I told him, let's go back to have dinner tonight."

"This is very good." Fu Xi stroked Shang Qian's cheek lightly, and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, "Qian Qian has another home."

Shang Qian didn't speak, but hugged Fu Xi even tighter.

Leaning in Fu Xi's arms, she fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling the breathing of the little girl in his arms gradually stabilized, Fu Xi's brows and eyes became softer and softer.He reached out to pick up the coat that was placed beside him, and gently covered Shang Qian's body.

Shang Qian didn't notice any of this, and slept soundly.

Fang Zhiqian walked in with a bunch of documents in his arms, "Boss, these are..."

"Shh..."