Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Why marry me?

Now that the two of them are so popular, it is obviously not suitable for them to discuss business outside. It can only be discussed in the company or at home in a community with high privacy.

But Fu Wenzhou's studio is now surrounded by the media and fans, and Jian Cong will never go to Fu Wenzhou's house, so they can only meet at Jian Cong's house.

Jian Cong changed several clothes. The suit was too formal, the pajamas were too casual, and the sportswear was nondescript. Changing and changing directly annoyed himself.

He slammed the door of the dressing room and walked out with a dark face. Why should he change clothes to meet Fu Wenzhou?

Even if he doesn't wash his hair for three days and is dressed in rags, he has more temperament than Fu Wenzhou!

So when Fu Wenzhou and Hao Xian came to Jian Cong's house, Jian Cong was dressed in simple dark gray home clothes, his hair was loosely tied behind his head, and his temples had some natural curving arcs.

He was fresh and clean, and because of that overly bright face, he looked fierce, like a spoiled and spoiled young master, so beautiful that Hao Xian was stunned for a moment.

Jian Cong stood at the entrance with folded arms, and was about to say don't go into the house and just talk here, but Fu Wenzhou stopped him first: "Have you had breakfast?"

"No."

"I brought it for you." Fu Wenzhou naturally changed into his slippers and walked into the living room, still carrying a large cloth bag in his hand.

Jian Cong gritted his teeth, he has such a bad mouth, why do people ask and answer!

Hao Xian was taken aback by his gritted teeth, hurriedly pushed down his glasses, and asked politely: "Mr. Jian, can I go in and talk?"

"If I say no, you won't go in?" Jian Cong glanced at him, then turned and entered the room.

Hao Xian laughed dryly, why did he feel like he was speaking to his boss?

Fu Wenzhou had already walked to the restaurant, put the cloth bag in his hand on the dining table, then unzipped it and took out a food box with a cute cartoon pattern printed on it.

Jian Cong stared at the two cartoon characters for two seconds, then shifted his gaze nonchalantly, and sat down.

"I made you steamed buns and egg soup." Fu Wenzhou sat down opposite him, put the breakfast in front of him, and arranged the chopsticks and spoons, very skillfully.

For a moment, Jian Cong was in a daze.

In a daze, I felt that they were still in the crew of four years ago. Fu Wenzhou, who lived at the school at that time, still cooked the meal early in the morning, and then braved the cold wind to bring him back and forth for an hour.

For more than two months, with three meals a day, Fu Wenzhou, who had already finished the project, was still working on this work all day, and the reason was only because Jian Cong casually complained that the boxed lunch was unpalatable.

Jian Cong looked down at the soft and small white buns, but took a bite with his chopsticks.

It's a familiar taste, but it seems to taste better than four years ago.

Hao Xian became hungry after smelling it. He sat at the dining table and looked at Fu Wenzhou expectantly, "Boss, do you have my share?"

"Hmm." Fu Wenzhou took out a paper bag from under the cloth bag, which contained two fried dough sticks, and the name of the fast food restaurant was written on the paper bag.

Hao Xian looked at the sluggish fritters in his hand, and compared with the simple but full-bodied breakfast in front of Jian Cong, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't have expected it just now.

Fu Wenzhou had a regular schedule, had breakfast a long time ago, and now he just sat and watched Jian Cong eat.

Jian Cong was uncomfortable being stared at directly from the opposite side, so he raised his eyes and said, "Do you want me to eat or not?"

After a moment of silence, Fu Wenzhou silently lowered his head and picked up the phone.

The cold-faced Hades, who always said nothing, was so obedient, he directly looked at Hao Xian as a fool, and then he gloated a little.

I knew that his boss had Bai Yueguang, but I didn't expect that when facing Bai Yueguang, their boss would be so cowardly, he is a qualified wife slave reserve.

Jian Cong looked at Fu Wenzhou's drooping eyelashes, and then bowed his head to eat after two seconds.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while, and Jian Cong had such a good manner when eating that he didn't even make a sound while eating the soup, which made Hao Xiangan choke more and more as he ate fried dough sticks.

Listening to the gurgling swallowing sound, Jian Cong couldn't help but said, "There are cups and milk in the kitchen."

Hao Xian was relieved immediately, and ran to the kitchen to get a carton of milk, even a cup was useless.

He found that Jian Cong seemed easier to get along with than he had imagined, so after taking two sips of milk, he tentatively said, "Mr. Jian, we are here today to talk to you about future plans."

Jian Cong nodded, motioning for him to continue.

A big movie star suddenly officially announced his marriage. Even though most of Fu Wenzhou's fans are career fans, they can't bear the fact that his marriage partner is too "black", which will definitely cause many bad effects.

Besides, Jian Cong doesn't want to continue to give up on himself now, he wants to continue filming, so he must first know how to deal with his relationship with Fu Wenzhou.

"That's right, we will contact your company and agent as soon as possible to discuss the termination of the contract."

Hao Xian looked at Jian Cong's expression, and seeing that he didn't respond, he continued with some trepidation: "Our idea now is to let you sign a contract with our studio."

"We have evaluated your acting skills, and there is no problem at all, so if you want to continue filming, we will try our best to find suitable resources for you."

"If you want to continue to travel around the world, we will also promote you in another way, so that the public can solve all kinds of misunderstandings about you. Simply put, it is to "whitewash" your current image. "

Fu Wenzhou's studio is currently only one artist, Fu Wenzhou, but all the top resources are first passed through their hands, and it is also the place where most artists in the circle want to desperately enter.

Jian Cong was surprised by his proposal. If he hacked into their studio from the whole network, the official announcement will probably surprise everyone, and the negative impact on Fu Wenzhou will only be more, not less.

But if they can really whitewash Jian Cong, then the public's acceptance of their marriage may be higher.

only..

Jian Cong wiped his mouth and got up, and raised his chin to Fu Wenzhou: "Come with me."

Fu Wenzhou got up immediately and followed him to the living room.

"Why did you marry me?" Jian Cong cut to the point.

The color of Fu Wenzhou's pupils is black without any impurities. When he stares at people seriously, it will give people the illusion that he is very affectionate.

He looked at Jian Cong and said softly, "I just want to marry you."

Jian Cong frowned, and really wanted to ask him why you can get married if you want?Why do you break up when you want to break up?

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly.

They are married now, and they have passed the Ming Road at Jian's house, and they have been tied together in front of the public, so there is no point in questioning these.

And he cared too much as if he cared too much, Jian Cong couldn't afford to lose this man.

He looked at Fu Wenzhou in front of him, and said sarcastically, "Then when are you going to notify me of the divorce?"

Fu Wenzhou's heart stabbed, and he said in a deep voice, "There will be no divorce."

When he said this, he didn't dare to look at Jian Cong, he was afraid that he would see the distrust and rejection in his eyes again.

Jian Cong just looked at him like that, and after a long while, he said as if to pronounce a sentence: "I agreed to marry on impulse. If I have someone I like, I will definitely divorce you immediately."

Fu Wenzhou immediately clenched his fists tightly, his jaw line tensed.

"If you don't want to make it too ugly, I hope that Fu Yingdi can cooperate a little bit."

After Jian Cong finished what he wanted to say, he walked to the restaurant again, leaving Fu Wenzhou standing upright on the spot.

Jian Cong really doesn't want to divorce now, and he still needs to use this relationship to keep in touch with Fu Wenzhou until he finds out the reason for the breakup.

He clearly knew that he wanted to continue to argue with Fu Wenzhou only because he was unwilling.

Hao Xian had already finished his meal and packed up everything on the dining table.

Seeing Jian Cong come in, he immediately said, "Shengyao Entertainment has officially announced the termination of the contract with you."

Jian Cong had terminated the contract earlier, which was beyond Hao Xian's expectation.

But Jian Cong just nodded, he could even think that there might be another row on the Internet.

As soon as Shengyao Entertainment's contract termination statement came out, it was immediately turned into a trending search.

Naturally, Wang Shi and Shengyao Entertainment, who suffered a loss, could not let Jian Cong leave so easily. Not only did they imply that Jian Cong was drifting away with his "thigh" in their statement, they even bought a navy.

These sailors were full of ridicule, and even passers-by and black fans followed in the carnival.

[The contract was terminated as soon as Fu Yingdi was approached, Jian Bailian made up her mind to be a dodder? 】

[It seems that there will be no legend of Jian Bailian in the entertainment industry in the future, and the fun will be much less. 】

[Help, he won't sign Brother Fu's studio, will he? 】

【How is it possible, Fu Wenzhou is crazy and joked about his own future. 】

[Waiting for Jian Bailian to be abandoned by Brother Fu, he is the first one who dares to do this in a co-marriage. 】

The one-sided ridicule is exactly what Shengyao Entertainment wants to see, especially Wang Shi, who suffered a loss in Jian Cong's hands, and now he finally let go of his breath.

But he didn't continue to follow up. Anyway, as long as Fu Wenzhou has brains, he won't help Jian Cong get ahead.

His more important thing now is to promote his subordinate Fang Yuze. Fang Yuze is now the hottest artist in his hands. Not only has he just won a pop music award, but he has also announced his love affair with the official "Princess" of the cookie video maker.

Some time ago, he had helped the two win the filming of the romance drama "Star Moon Streamer", and now the pre-production clips and promotional photos have been sent out.

"Xingyue Liuguang?" Jian Cong took the contract and looked at it.

Hao Xian explained: "This is currently the hottest love variety show, and it is the main project of Cookie Video. The first two seasons of the show also had a very high response, and almost all the guests received a good positive bonus."

"Now the news about your marriage with your boss is too hot, and there are some not-so-good remarks and influences."

This "some" is really a euphemism.

"If you can participate in this program, let the audience see your real state of getting along, and make a wave of CP fans, which will be very good for your future development."

"And this show is a combination of live broadcast and recorded broadcast, you can be yourself completely."

Hao Xian understood that Jian Cong's previous Bailian persona was fake. The real Jian Cong was arrogant and arrogant, like a noble crane. With his character and his face, he would definitely be liked by most people.

Besides, there is no such person as Jian Cong in the current circle, and this market is almost empty, just waiting for someone to set foot in it.

Needless to say, the professional brokerage team is different from the idiot Wang Shi. Facing the future plan and the first resource contract given by the other party, Jian Cong felt that no matter from which angle he looked at it, there was no reason to refuse.

"You don't have to worry, our studio now owns an artist, and we are still a husband and wife workshop when you come..."

Jian Cong glanced at him lightly, and Fu Wenzhou also looked at him.

Hao Xian was under great pressure, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, it's a family workshop."

According to the status and resources of Fu Wenzhou's studio, it's really too modest to say it's a workshop.

Fu Wenzhou said, "In the studio, you will always have the same rights as me."

Jian Cong glanced at him, then took the pen.

Fu Wenzhou tensed up from nervousness, and stared at the tip of his pen without blinking.

Jian Cong paused on purpose, and after feeling Fu Wenzhou's stiffness, Jian Cong slowly signed, as if he had succeeded in a prank.

Looking at the flamboyant signatures on the contract, Fu Wenzhou's iceberg face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years outside the scene finally softened, and even the corners of his lips showed a little undetectable smile.

Jian Cong glanced at him, feeling weird in his heart.

"Okay." Hao Xian accepted the contract, and felt he was finally relieved, but there was a bigger challenge to press down.

But he didn't feel scared, instead his fighting spirit was aroused. He shook Jian Cong's hand excitedly and said, "Okay, then I will be your manager from now on, happy cooperation!"

"Pleasant to work with."

So half an hour after Hao Xian and Fu Wenzhou left, and when the topic of Jian Cong's termination of the contract became more popular than ever, Fu Wenzhou's studio posted two Weibo posts one after another.

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