Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

Inside the room, Song Tinglu was a well-known agent after all. After coughing twice, she regained her intellectual appearance, as if the person who had just quarreled with Jiang Yan was not her.

"Mr. Chi, you have a good eye. Our Jia Mang is no worse than the Red Fox."

When Song Tinglu is serious, she looks extremely capable and confident. It can be seen that her recent illness has not had any negative impact on her.

Wearing high-heeled pointed shoes, Song Tinglu walked around Chi Jibai on the creaking wooden floor, "thump thump", exclaiming in amazement.

He does have a good image. I heard that he is now just an 18th-tier horror film actor, which is such a waste.

What a shame, if he had joined a boy band talent show, he might have become popular.

Song Tinglu actually didn't know which senior executive specifically asked to recruit Chi Jibai, but she was notified individually, so she did as she was told.

Originally, she was worried that he might be a cynical second-generation rich kid, or an arrogant and rude junior, but when she saw Chi Jibai, Song Tinglu's expression obviously eased a lot.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. This is the contract agreement. After you check it and see if there are any problems, you can officially join Jiamang. I'm your agent and will arrange acting lessons for you."

Stretching out two fingers, Song Tinglu pushed the contract on the table in front of Chi Jibai.

Chi Jibai took a quick glance at the signed contract.

He actually didn't understand what a contract was and had no experience. He just took a quick look and then signed his name.

Seeing this, Song Tinglu raised his eyebrows.

"From now on, all documents you want to sign must go through my hands."

Chi Jibai had no objection to this. Song Tinglu took out another piece of paper from her bag, on which was recorded Chi Jibai's training time.

Unexpectedly, there was another key.

"The person who gave me the key said you should know where this key belongs to."

After Song Tinglu said this, her mood became more complicated.

Chi Jibai certainly doesn't look like the kind of person who would use backdoors, but why do the higher-ups take such good care of him and even give him a house?

Just a thought flashed through her mind and was extinguished by Song Tinglu. She was now following orders from her superiors. As for why Jia Mang wanted to praise Chi Jibai, what did it have to do with her?

Just take good care of him.

But it only said that Chi Jibai would be given acting classes, and did not force a script into his head. I really can't understand it.

On the other hand, Chi Jibai had already finished reading the itinerary given by Song Tinglu. In addition to acting classes, there were also physical training, body shape classes, and music classes. The whole day was packed.

But it’s obvious that these all require training with other actors under Jiamang.

Thinking of those vague glances, Chi Jibai frowned slightly, but Song Tinglu just thought that he thought the itinerary was too slow.

"As an actor, you have to work ten times harder to get the applause you deserve. There are many people who have remained unknown in the entertainment industry for more than ten years and are still third-rate stars."

After some persuasion, Song Tinglu took out another stack of prepared materials.

"You should also know about the movie 'Blue Light' that Director Zheng is going to shoot. These are the materials I have collected. You can take a look and see which role you like and try to get a chance to appear in front of Director Zheng."

Chi Jibai certainly knew about "Blue Light". After all, when he was on the set of the last horror film, he always heard people discussing it. Many well-known young actors would rather go there and play a small supporting role with only a few lines.

Chi Jibai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a while, he finally nodded in silence.

Song Tinglu's eyes were direct and sharp, which made him feel uncomfortable.

After officially signing the contract with Jiamang, Chi Jibai will have to move out of this old and dilapidated building, but today Song Tinglu wants to take Chi Jibai to adapt to Jiamang first.

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Shen family.

"How dare you come back? Do you know how worried your grandfather was when you suddenly ran away?"

As soon as Shen Yuzhi stepped into the door with his left foot, he was greeted with a barrage of scolding from Shen Boyan.

The family dinner was originally scheduled for yesterday, but "Shen Yuzhi" was not feeling well, so Mr. Shen, who always kept his word, postponed the date, and the others did not dare to resist.

"Yes, Xiaoyu, you said you are not young anymore, why are you not as sensible as your brother?"

On the other side, Shen Anshan also started to join in the conversation. He lifted up the coat on his legs, with a cigarette butt tucked between his fingers, looking like a master, which was out of place with the luxurious and modern decoration around him.

Shen Anshan looked at Shen Yuzhi with a smile.

Shen Anshan is Shen Wenshi's younger brother, and Shen Yuzhi has to call him "Second Grandpa".

Shen Haoyan was also present, but he didn't say a word. He just stood in the corner and watched Shen Yuzhi silently. He didn't come out to smooth things over as usual.

He wanted to see how long he could keep the "gentle" mask he put on last time.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuzhi ignored them completely. He just took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper beside him, then strode towards Shen Wenshi's house.

"Shen Yuzhi! I'm your father! After being away for seven years, am I going to rebel against you?"

Shen Boyan was ignored by Shen Yuzhi in front of everyone else, so he was of course angry. However, when Shen Yuzhi heard this, he stopped walking up the stairs.

He turned his head slightly and looked down at Shen Boyan, his light golden eyes full of contempt, and then he sneered.

"The Shen family is what it is today with the help of my mother. Who are you?"

After saying such disrespectful words, even the housekeeper next to him almost dropped the clothes he had just folded.

Everything was fine yesterday! Why are you doing this again today?

Will it recover once the illness is healed?

Shen Boyan was stunned by the scolding. Before he could react and get angry, the housekeeper took a few quick steps and pushed Shen Yuzhi to the door of Shen Wenshi's room to prevent the two from fighting.

Behind him, Shen Boyan was so angry that his face turned red and veins bulged. He picked up anything at hand and threw it around.

"You bastard! Are you a rebel? I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

As if his heart was touched, Shen Boyan was so angry that he wanted to hit Shen Yuzhi.

A few decades ago, the Shen family was indeed not as prosperous as it is now, but Shen Boyan married the eldest daughter of the Ye family. With the help of the Ye family, the Shen family became prosperous and rose step by step, and they were involved in various fields.

The only daughter of the Ye family is beautiful and gentle, and Shen Boyan was also a handsome man when he was young. The two did not get married out of family arrangement, but because they were in love with each other. They were praised by the media as a perfect match made in heaven.

Unfortunately, Shen Yuzhi’s mother didn’t realize at that time that Shen Boyan was just a useless guy with nothing in him!

The Shen family has been a single-son family from generation to generation. Shen Yuzhi's mother was in poor health and had been ill since giving birth to Shen Yu. Shen Boyan actually dared to find a mistress at that time, and even dared to bring his mistress home shortly after his wife passed away.

Just crazy!

Therefore, Shen Yuzhi has ignored Shen Boyan's existence for many years and even made rude remarks to him.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for seven years, but when Shen Boyan met Shen Yuzhi, who had the soul of Chi Jibai, he thought he had become much gentler. Who would have thought that he had become so powerful now!

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When I write about hardship in life, I get a lot of ideas, but when I write about prosperity, I get stuck... (The author who has never experienced prosperity falls into deep thought)