After the former actor was forced to open for business

Fan Yue was shocked, and raised his head to look at the person beside him in disbelief, "Mr. Xia? Why are you..."

It was already evening, and the sky was dyed a warm color by the sunset glow, and the whole city was shrouded in it, as if coated with a layer of golden red light.

At this moment, Xia Jincheng's back was slightly arched, and the white shirt on his body changed color due to the light from the window.

"The manager's work needs to be handed over. Your sister has gone to the company." The man said.

It means: I came here to take care of you in person so as not to delay your signing.

Mr. Xia straightened up as he said this, his eyes skipped over the mobile phone on the table, paused for a moment, and then turned to Fan Yue.

"See?" he asked.

Fan Yue was stunned for a moment before he realized what this person meant. He didn't hide anything, but couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and said, "That photo was taken many years ago."

President Xia nodded, "Because I didn't find any photos of you after your comeback."

Fan Yue choked for a moment, it was true.

After his comeback, he was immediately busy with filming. He came out of the crew of "Yu Xin" and went to audition for "Xinghai". There was no agency, and He Qiaoqiao had no connections. He had no time to do any new photoshoots at all.

Xia Jincheng really couldn't be blamed for this matter, not to mention that most of the people posted this Weibo to make him popular, and it was too late for him to be grateful.

Thinking of this, Fan Yue smiled at the man, "It's okay, it's fine, it looks young."

Mr. Xia nodded again, "Well, I think so too."

Fan Yue: "..."

He'd better have porridge, he's hungry.

The thermos was placed on the bedside table, and Fan Yue reached out to get it, but someone grabbed it first.

Xia Jincheng's big hands covered most of the bucket, and he was holding the bottom with one hand, and twisting the lid of the thermos bucket with the other.

"I heard that you haven't eaten all the time. I asked the nanny to make ginseng porridge, and I will send you yam pork rib soup later. They are all for nourishing the stomach."

As he said this, he opened the thermos, filled a bowl for Fan Yue and handed it to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia." Fan Yue took the porridge bowl without moving for a while, the warmth from the porridge spreading through the bowl wall spread in his palm.

It turned out to be the porridge that Xia Jincheng asked his nanny to cook?So what did He Qiaoqiao take his mobile phone and tablet with him?

Fan Yue hadn't figured out how his cousin was doing so well, when he heard someone laughing in front of him: "Do you need me to feed you?"

"Ah?" He suddenly bumped into the man's smiling eyes, and his back froze instantly.

Xia Jincheng is really good-looking, especially when she smiles, her peach blossom eyes turn into crescent moons, full of youthful vigor and vitality.

It is a waste of high-quality resources to not enter the entertainment industry with such a face to benefit the audience and friends!

Fan Yue couldn't help sighing, and saw that the man had already reached out to grab his porridge bowl.

"No, no need. I can do it myself." He quickly retracted his hands, pulled the corner of his mouth towards the man, lowered his eyes and didn't look at Xia Jincheng again.

Fan Yue spooned the porridge into his mouth, but his mind had already matched Mr. Xia's appearance with the characters in "Xinghai".

With a double-faced appearance like Xia Jincheng, it is completely the best choice to play the second white-cut black male Chen Lixiao.This character has very high requirements for actors. He must have good looks and acting skills so as not to turn people into perverts.

Fan Yue would really like to give it a try if he hadn't pre-determined the popular little fresh meat He Cheng.

While he was silently expressing regret for Mr. Xia's appearance, the person involved, Mr. Xia, had already re-edited and posted Weibo, but the photo used was not the one that Fan Yue despised.

Xia Jincheng V: Looking forward to it, see you in three days @actorfanyue [picture]

The person in the picture is holding the porridge bowl and staring at someone with slightly lowered brows and eyes in a daze. The sunlight from the window shines in on his side face, softening the lines of that person's face quite comfortably.Long eyelashes, high nose bridge, delicate and small lips... He obviously didn't do anything, just a random photo of him, but it seemed that every part was hooking people's souls.

Xia Jincheng couldn't help being startled when he was filming, not to mention the netizens he saw now.

[Who is this photo, Mr. Xia took a selfie? 】

【fy? ? ? ? ? 】

[y1s1, fy's appearance is worthless]

[Fuck, is this a human?It's too bad! 】

[Everyone upstairs wake up!This is a dead boy who tricked fans into coming out publicly! 】

[It's almost done, a pure passer-by will say something fair.Celebrities are people too, and it is their freedom to like anyone.Who said that there are only male and female orientations? Didn’t there be broken sleeves in ancient times? 】

【So I'm the only one who noticed the copywriting of this Weibo... (speechless)】

……

Seeing that half of the comments on Weibo started to fall for Fan Yue, Mr. Xia couldn't help being in a good mood, and couldn't help but click on the picture and look at it carefully.

Fan Yue finished a bowl of porridge and was about to have the cheek to ask for another bowl.Although he always felt the taste was weird, he hadn't eaten for almost a day, how could a small bowl of porridge feed him.

But just as he turned his head, he saw Xia Jincheng showing some indescribable expression on the phone screen.

Fan Yue couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't dare to disturb others, so he went to serve porridge again.

The sound of the collision of the spoon and the thermos was too crisp, which forcibly pulled Mr. Xia back from his thoughts.He directly turned off the screen, stuffed the phone into his pocket, and reached out to help Fan Yue serve the porridge.

"Someone will bring you porridge on time these few days." Xia Jincheng said as he handed over the porridge bowl.

Fan Yue frowned, "No need."

After all, Xia Jincheng is just the boss of his agency, and he has no obligation to find someone to take care of his daily life. It doesn't seem so appropriate.

What's more, this has not yet been officially signed...

Xia Jincheng's tone did not allow him to refuse again, "I said, you rest at ease and leave the rest to me."

"..." Fan Yue held the porridge bowl and took another sip without saying a word.

He wondered if the "remaining things" in this person's mouth should not be trending searches and public relations, why was it said that it also included hiring a nanny to cook?

Forget it, he doesn't have the strength to argue with that person right now, so he should obediently listen to the boss' arrangement.

Thinking of this, he drank another bowl of porridge, and it was dark after he finished drinking. He wanted to sleep dizzily, but Xia Jincheng didn't stop him.

Half asleep and half awake, Fan Yue seemed to hear He Qiaoqiao's voice. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that he finally fell asleep.

Mr. Xia didn't show up for the next two days, and it was He Qiaoqiao who stayed at the hospital.

In fact, Fan Yue has nothing to take care of, just one of the elders, but he got acute gastritis from drinking too much, it's not too serious, it's almost enough to take care of it for a few days, and it's not because his legs and feet are injured and he can't live Take care of yourself.

Normally, He Qiaoqiao just brought him a meal, helped him look at the bottle, and prevented him from running around.

In fact, she felt that these three days of hospitalization were superfluous, after all, nourishing the stomach can be done at home.

But Xia is always the boss, so of course he has to listen to Mr. Xia.

Seeing that it was time to be discharged from the hospital, Fan Yue packed his things early and went through the discharge procedures.

When He Qiaoqiao arrived with his car, he was already standing at the door waiting.

As soon as he got into the car, a thick stack of scripts was stuffed into Fan Yue's hands.

"This is the script that Mr. Xia asked me to bring to you. It's all the resources that Jinyue is holding now. Take a look."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when He Qiaoqiao said this, his voice seemed more confident than before.

"Hey." Fan Yue glanced at it for a few times, and found that they are indeed very good IPs, most of which are adapted from novels on the Internet.

This kind of drama has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that it has its own popularity and book fans. The disadvantage is that it will be scolded miserably by book fans.

Fan Yue is not afraid of this, after all, it has not been a year or two since he was hacked by the whole network, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Do you like anything?" He Qiaoqiao didn't forget to ask him while driving.

Fan Yue didn't rush to answer.There are a few good ones out there, but...

"I still want to play "Xinghai"." He said.

He Qiaoqiao couldn't help laughing, "I knew it."

"What?" Fan Yue's curiosity was aroused after hearing her words obviously meant something.

He Qiaoqiao didn't mean to tell him, but said: "Let's go to the company to sign the contract live, and then you will know."

Seeing her cheating, Fan Yue didn't ask any more questions.Anyway, He Qiaoqiao has already said so, so there must be something good, he just waits for the news.

Anyway, there is nothing worse than being forced to stop acting for ten years.

Thinking of this, he flipped through the script in his hand again.

When we arrived at the downstairs of Jinyue Entertainment's office building, the doorway was already surrounded by water. There were reporters and fans. Seeing the nanny's car parked on the side of the road, they all swarmed towards this side.

Fan Yue, who hadn't faced such a scene for a long time, couldn't help being in a daze.

When he first debuted, he was also a person who would be surrounded by spotlights wherever he went.Is it finally time to go back to the past now?

Fan Yue's heart tightened, and he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

He Qiaoqiao didn't know who he was calling, and immediately after that, two teams of security personnel came out of the building and drove the reporters and fans around the nanny car, clearing a way for Fan Yue.

"Let's go, Mr. Xia and the others are already waiting." He Qiaoqiao turned around and said this to him, with rare joy and relaxation in his tone.

Fan Yue clenched the doorknob tightly, and let out a heavy breath.

"it is good."

The uproar came in as the car door was opened, and Fan Yue didn't have the heart to listen to what those people said at the moment, or whether they questioned him or abused him, nothing could stop him from going to The footsteps of a new future.

As long as he signs a contract with Jinyue Entertainment, it is equivalent to entering a new life. Even if he abandons the arrogant and ignorant self he was ten years ago, he is still Fan Yue.

"Fan Yue, I heard that you chose to come back because you owed gambling debts. Is it true?"

"Respond to the hot search incident a few days ago!"

"How did you get to know Mr. Xia from Jinyue Entertainment? Do unspoken rules really exist?"

"Fan Yue, please respond..."

"Fan Yue..."

……

The reporters of these entertainment newspapers are really noisy.Fan Yue gritted his teeth bitterly, and walked quickly.

"Is the person you like Pei Qing!"

A piercing female voice suddenly came from behind, Fan Yue's steps suddenly stopped, and he froze in place.

"Do you like Pei Qing!"

He Qiaoqiao's heart also "thumped", and he hurriedly grabbed his arm to walk into the building.

"Xiaoyue, calm down, Mr. Xia and the others have-"

Before she finished speaking, Fan Yue, who was frozen there with downcast eyes, saw a pair of long legs standing still in front of her eyes.

The next moment, Xia Jincheng's voice was cold, "No."

As he spoke, his eyes met Fan Yue, and a faint smile seemed to curl up on the corners of his lips, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is it?"