The first top lady

“You haven’t signed with any company?”

This was the question Song Yixuan asked Bai Xuchen after arriving on the set, with the emphasis on the word "any".

Bai Xuchen was slightly stunned, "Ah, yes." He felt more embarrassed and ashamed.

He is just a nobody, and no one knows when he will be able to make it.

when?

Isn't it now?

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

"Where are you going?" Bai Xuchen was pulled up by Song Yixuan while he was in a daze.

"Sign the boss."

Others are signing artists with companies, but Song Yixuan is taking Bai Xuchen to sign with the boss.

Doesn’t the great President Huo have any respect?

Before Bai Xuchen could recover, Song Yixuan had already brought him downstairs of Yuanyi Building.

He is such a harmless little white rabbit. He leaves when Song Yixuan tells him to.

It may also be because Song Yixuan has such a kind, gentle and convincing sister face.

"This... Yuan Yi?" Bai Xuchen looked at Song Yixuan in disbelief. He felt that Song Yixuan might not have lied to him. After all, she gave her real name. But he still declined politely, "Sister Xuan, thank you for your help."

What he was thinking was that for Song Yixuan to introduce him to Yuanyi, it must have cost a lot of manpower and material resources, maybe even financial resources. This was simply too much trouble for Song Yixuan.

They were just nodding acquaintances and had known each other for only a short time. How could he have deserved to make Song Yixuan spend so much money?

"You talk too much nonsense!" Song Yixuan stepped onto the stairs, turned around and threatened: "Come here, or I'll have them ban you."

Bai Xuchen wanted to cry but had no tears. He thought: I haven't even made my official debut yet, and they're going to ban me? Since I'm going to "die", I might as well take a gamble.

So, he plucked up the courage to follow Song Yixuan.

The company receptionist accidentally glanced at the main entrance, and the half-figure that came into view was Song Yixuan. Her pupils dilated unconsciously, and countless voices in her mind told her: Miss Song is here, Miss Song is here...

He came to his senses immediately, picked up the phone with trembling hands and dialed, "Level 1 alert, Miss Song is here again, she's at the door..."

Then, he put down the phone and instantly switched to service mode, with a standard smile on his face. He put his left hand on his waist, pointed with his right hand, bowed slightly, and said politely: "Welcome, Miss Song! Miss Song, take care!"

From the lobby to the elevator to the office floor, the staff passing by would respectfully address Song Yixuan as "Miss Song". Bai Xuchen followed Song Yixuan obediently and felt that she suddenly had a bit more mystery.

Song Yixuan is just an ordinary actor, why does he receive such great respect?

He didn't understand for the time being, but when he looked at Song Yixuan again, he was filled with awe.

But Yuanyi’s employees knew the reason very well. After all, this was someone that even Huo Beiting didn’t dare to provoke easily.

Huo Beiting was just about to go out to do something when he bumped into Song Yixuan at the elevator entrance.

Could it be that he knew Song Yixuan was coming and wanted to escape early?

"Are you going to..." Song Yixuan asked casually, but he already had the answer in his heart.

Huo Beiting is going to the Criminal Investigation Bureau to report the case.

"Get down to business."

"He can't run away, do my job first."

"He" refers to Cho Sun Hyuk.

Huo Beiting: "..."

Forget it, since I have accepted her favor, I will just listen to what she wants to do first.

So he turned around and went back to the office. However, just as he sat down, Zhou Mian knocked on the door and came in, holding two large bags of snacks.

"Ahahaha, Miss Song, you're here again?" But why did he find the young man next to Song Yixuan a little unfamiliar? "Mr. Guan is not here?"

Could it be that someone has been replaced?

Miss Song is really amazing. The men around her are all different, and most importantly, none of them are ugly.

"What are you thinking about?" Why did Huo Beiting feel that his assistant wanted to change his boss? He had never been so attentive to him before. "Nothing to do?"

"Oh, yes, yes, I suddenly remembered that I still have a report to write." He put down the snacks and left immediately.

One minute later...

Huo Beiting was speechless: "Just to get me to sign him?"

Song Yixuan said as a matter of course: "If one leaves, I will give you another one."

Song Yishen asked to leave Yuanyi on his own initiative, and it was because of her that he left, so it was reasonable for her to find someone to replace Huo Beiting.

"That's a general." How could a "soldier" make up for the loss of a "general"?

"How do you know he has no talent for a general?"

Bai Xuchen sat there straight, not daring to breathe loudly: Who am I? Where am I? Are they talking about me?

Huo Beiting narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you arrange for him to take my place?" "Talent?" Why not handsome talent?

However, he suddenly changed his mind, "Forget it, I'll let Zhou Mian talk to him in detail." He couldn't beat Song Yixuan anyway, the result would be the same.

He remembered that when he first went to the set, Song Yixuan asked him to sign this person.

So persistent!

Bai Xuchen was terrified in the previous second, and was confused by Huo Beiting's decision in the next second.

Do you agree?

Is the CEO's train of thought so weird?

However, according to his observation, Mr. Huo seemed to be quite afraid of Song Yixuan.

Soon, Zhou Mian came in again, this time holding the signed contract and Yuanyi's brochure.

"There are also brochures?" Why did Bai Xuchen feel that Zhou Mian, who was telling him about the corporate culture and benefits, looked like someone involved in a pyramid scheme?

Huo Beiting signed the contract first and left. Song Yixuan sat on the sofa, enjoying the delicious snacks and basking in the sunshine, feeling so comfortable.

After the brochure introduction, the contract negotiation began. The terms in the contract were quite favorable to his development, so there shouldn't be any traps, right?

Wait, there are actually five social insurances and two housing funds?

No wonder so many artists want to join Yuan Yi.

He should be able to sign with confidence since he trusts Song Yixuan anyway.

Finally, he signed the contract decisively and asked Zhou Mian in a low voice: "Is your president so easy to talk to?" He didn't even say much, let alone make things difficult for him, and just signed the contract directly.

"You're lucky. You have Miss Song's support. By the way, you're "our president". We'll be a family from now on." Zhou Mian straightened his clothes and said solemnly, "Welcome to join Yuanyi!"

"Thank you, Brother Mian!" Of course, I have to thank Song Yixuan more.

"Mr. Huo is not here. We may have to wait for Mr. Huo to come back to discuss the arrangements for the agent and assistant." Zhou Mian was tired. Mr. Huo left without making any arrangements. Did he leave everything to him?

"Well, I heard that the role of Yuwen Cheng is vacant. I'll go with you to see what's going on. This drama is about to be a big hit. The character of Yuwen Cheng is both good and evil. If he plays the role well, he will be highly recognized..."

Zhou Mian is an agent who changed his career. Although he has not been doing this for many years, his connections are still there. Moreover, he has Yuan Yi's support, which makes him even more powerful. He is still very confident that he can get this role.

But he didn't know that Bai Xuchen had already got the role from Liang Lisen with his own abilities.

Zhou Mian asked someone to look up Bai Xuchen's information and learn more about him on the way to the set.

"Is this all my information as an extra?" Bai Xuchen was shocked and couldn't help but admire Yuan Yi's search ability. He could even collect such complete information about an unnamed extra, and it was also illustrated with pictures and texts.

Zhou Mian explained: "In the past two years, the company has upgraded its system, added image search functions, and expanded its database. For uncredited actors, all the works he has appeared in can be found with just one photo."

However, this is not the main function of this system. Huo Beiting wants to find someone to develop a new system that integrates information collection, automatic identification, functional analysis, timely feedback, and precise response. It will be used to help the company's artists formulate personal development plans, publicity and marketing, control comments and public relations, etc.

Now he just hasn't found anyone qualified for the job. Although the current system has been upgraded, it is still at the stage of information collection and automatic identification.

Bai Xuchen glanced twice again, his eyes fell on the two lines: "In the third grade of elementary school, I climbed over the wall out of school to buy a roasted sweet potato. In the fourth grade, I only got 5 points in the Moral Education and Social Studies exam because I had a stomachache at the beginning of the exam, so I stayed in the toilet for forty-three minutes..."

Wasn't it agreed that only the movies and TV shows he had appeared in could be searched? Why were all those embarrassing moments that he had almost forgotten written down so clearly?

Just write it, why put a question mark at the end? Are you doubting what he did in those 40 minutes? He swore that he was really going to the toilet.

Well, I know you don't believe me. Actually, after he went to the toilet, he climbed over the wall and went out again.

His second grandmother's cousin was getting married that day, and he was in a hurry to attend the banquet. If he went too late, he would not be able to grab anything.

His test scores were so low, you wouldn't suspect that he has real character issues, right?

If the system could speak, it would definitely say: That punctuation mark is simply wrong, after all, I am not perfect enough. However, since you have confessed it honestly, I will complete it for you. By the way, it is not forty minutes, but forty-three minutes, bold bold bold.