After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

As soon as I got the phone, the ringing stopped.

He fell headfirst onto the bed again.

"Get up, get up."

His friend pulled him up again.

"Go, go, go, I'll sleep a little longer."

Lu Shiqiao pried his hands apart and wrapped the quilt around himself again.

"You better be more reliable. It's been a long time since you went back. Your son doesn't want you anymore."

"He's almost an adult, he can take care of himself."

He buried his head in the quilt impatiently.

The cell phone rang again at this time.

My friend picked it up, took a look at it, and then said.

"Aren't you going to answer the phone? It's from someone called my agent."

Lu Shiqiao squirmed inside the quilt, then suddenly sat up.

He opened his bloodshot eyes, his face greasy and unshaven.

My friend was startled and before he could react, his phone was snatched away.

connected.

"Hey."

"Uh-huh."

No one knew what was said on the other end of the phone, but Lu Shiqiao kept nodding.

After hanging up the phone, he got up from the bed, put on his clothes, washed his face quickly, and was about to go out.

He's almost fifty years old, and he's still like this.

The friend looked at Lu Shiqiao's back as he hurried away and shook his head secretly.

……

Lu Shiqiao took a taxi to the downstairs of Rong Shurong Company and entered the agency as if he was familiar with the place.

He was received by Hu Yaoshu.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you asking me to come here so mysteriously? Is there any money left?"

He sat carelessly on the chair and yawned.

Hu Yaoshu was also accustomed to the attitude of this middle-aged man. He had dealt with him too many times in the past and knew that he was just an old scoundrel who was not afraid of anything.

If possible, he didn't want to have too much contact with this person, but the person he wanted to renew the contract with was too young, and many things could not be done without the help of his guardian.

He composed himself and acted professionally.

"Mr. Lu, I know you're anxious, but don't worry. I'm calling you here for good reasons."

He pulled a document from his bag and pushed it across the table.

"Your child signed an artist contract with us seven years ago. We have all had a very pleasant cooperation over the years, so we would like to extend this contract."

"You can look at the contract for the specific conditions."

Lu Shiqiao took the document and glanced at it casually. There were too many words and he felt dizzy, so he was too lazy to read any further.

"That's not right. When I came here before, your attitude was not like this. It was as if you were at a loss by signing a contract with our Qingfeng. You couldn't wait for it to expire and you were unwilling to even pay the most basic salary."

Artists and their management companies act as employees and employers, and everyone has a basic salary according to the law.

It’s just that any artist who has made a name for himself would not look down on this little money.

Lu Shiqiao is bad, but not stupid.

He comes to Rongshurong several times every month and is familiar with Lu Qingfeng's acting career.

The agency will never renew the contract of someone who has no value.

Something must have happened here that he didn't know about.

He still didn't know Lu Qingfeng's situation.

Hu Yaoshu's heart moved.

But considering the character of the man opposite, it doesn't seem surprising.

"You can go back and ask your children about this. Our company is very willing to continue cooperating with you. To show our sincerity, we will give you a substantial signing fee for this contract."

"fifty thousand."

He held out a hand.

Speaking of money, Lu Shiqiao was no longer sleepy. He sat up from his half-lying position.

"This looks like a conversation."

He silently calculated the foreign debt he owed and bargained directly.

"Eighty-eight thousand, how about that? It's an auspicious number."

Hu Yaoshu resisted the urge to roll his eyes and sighed helplessly.

"alright."

Lu Shiqiao was happy, but he also felt regretful.

He agreed so readily, which means he hasn't reached the bottom line yet. He should ask for 100,000, no, 150,000.

While thinking about all these things in my mind, I picked up the pen and was about to sign the contract.