I want to make headlines

Chapter 153 The Studio

Wang Jing tactfully lowered her stance, Gan Jing naturally couldn't really blame others for leaving him alone for so long.

Besides, it was only a verbal agreement at the beginning, there was no black and white, and the status of a major Hong Kong director was placed there. Can Gan Jing point a gun at him and make him praise himself?
The two made an appointment at noon tomorrow to chat about the gambling movie that Wang Jing had mentioned before.

In this way, I will see Wang Jing at noon tomorrow and Chen Huihong in the evening...the schedule is quite full, and I feel a bit like a celebrity—at least in terms of the itinerary.

It was already noon after Gan Jing finished arranging the itinerary. He went downstairs to buy a takeaway and had a makeshift meal. He thought about calling Zhou Xun later to see if she had time for dinner in the evening.

One is to thank others for their righteous words, and the other is to find out the details of Chen Huihong whom she introduced.

Just now he called and asked the deputy director Chu Nian, who he had a good relationship with, but Chu Nian didn't have much impression of the name, and only said that he was asking for Gan Jing.

Gan Jing hung up the phone, and after a second thought, the Lord is here, so he might as well ask her.

The call to Zhou Xun went unanswered again, but it was called back at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"What's the matter? I'm busy."

"Dinner appointment? Yes, see you in the evening."

Zhou Xun acted neatly, and the two settled down for dinner without saying a few words.

Gan Jing was a bit dazed and fresh. In fact, until now he had not had much contact with this domestic first-line actress, but only a few times.

But Zhou Xun's straightforwardness is still very impressive, just like her voice - people who like it like it, saying it has texture, and those who don't like it say it's a male duck voice.

In the evening, Gan Jing, wearing sunglasses, led his golden retriever into a taxi and went straight to the appointed place.

The dinner was at the club that Zhou Xun had booked, and according to her, it was a reliable place, so Gan Jing would be more obedient than respectful.

At seven o'clock, Gan Jing arrived at the place and found that there was still no one paying attention to him, so he went in for a stroll and waited outside the clubhouse with his golden retriever.

Long time no see, to show respect to others, Gan Jing felt that he was still very polite.

At a quarter past seven, the nanny car slowed down and came to a slow stop.

The car door opened, Gan Jing took a step forward, Zhou Xun got out of the car, the two of them were about to greet each other when suddenly a flashing light went on, and then two reporters rushed out of nowhere.

The male reporter almost put the microphone into Gan Jing's mouth, while the other pointed the camera at Gan Jing and Zhou Xun.

"Gan Jing, are you dating Zhou Xun?"

"Zhou Xun, are you dating Zai Gan Jing? Is Gan Jing's intervention in your breakup with Li Daqi?"

The male reporter didn't give his name, and asked balabala quickly.

"We are friends, just eating, just eating." Gan Jing frowned, feeling that the question was not very friendly, and walked inside while protecting Zhou Xun.

The male reporter followed closely, and continued to ask: "You and Li Daqi broke up only two months ago, are you dating Gan Jing now?"

Gan Jing turned his head and said word by word: "Can't you understand? We are just friends."

"When did you meet?" The male reporter was unmoved.

"Which media are you from?" Gan Jing asked.

"The Sun." There was a weird smile on the corner of the reporter's mouth. At this moment, the provocation between his brows and eyes was completely exposed, and he seemed eager to try because he was afraid that Gan Jing would not lose his temper.

Isn't the Sun newspaper the most ruthless tabloid among the newspapers I've seen that blackmailed me?
Gan Jing smiled instead of anger: "Yo, I finally met a real person, isn't that the only virtue in your Sun newspaper?"

"Mr. Gan Jing, please don't slander our newspaper." The reporter said righteously, "When it comes to the word virtue, people who don't respect their predecessors and domineering people on the set need to pay more attention."

Domineering your sister, debauching your sister...

Gan Jing really didn't expect to be able to use this word to describe himself, he is really a good boy, even the sexy and beautiful American stewardess was rejected, how can he not be slutty?
Seeing the sarcasm on the reporter's face became more and more obvious, Zhou Xun suddenly said from the side: "The clown, don't pay attention to him."

"Young Master Zhou, please pay attention to your words." The reporter said loudly.

He followed the filming all the way, but this time he stood on the moral high ground and gave advice wantonly, which really made people have the urge to rush up and kick his feet.

Gan Jing was annoyed and wanted to turn around and punch him, but suddenly he had a solution in his heart.

"Go, go in." He whispered to Zhou Xun, and then did not respond to the reporter's provocation.

When the figures of the two disappeared into the clubhouse, the provocative reporter asked another companion: "Did you take pictures of it? He didn't do anything? He's more self-cultivated than I thought."

"Haha, it's okay, once a stranger, twice acquaintance, don't be in a hurry. It's not bad to take pictures of the two of them this time, some of them are written."

The two reporters were chatting happily and were about to end when suddenly a yellow figure jumped out from the door of the clubhouse and went straight to the provocative male reporter.

It is said that a dog that bites does not bark, and the dog has perfectly implemented this cognition.

"Aww!!!"

This was the scream from the male reporter. He clutched his butt and fell to the ground, howling.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?!" The companion was taken aback, turned around and hurriedly supported the male reporter, turned to look for the murderer but found nothing.

"My butt, my butt!" The male reporter touched the back with one hand and felt wet, but saw blood.

……

"Twolegs, don't let me bite in the future!"

In the private room, Gouzi completed the task Gan Jing gave him, walked back silently, and complained in his heart, "Especially don't let me bite other people's butts!"

Gan Jing patted the dog's head, promised that there would be big chicken legs, and allowed it to stay up late at night to watch TV, and finally calmed the golden retriever down.

"You dog... Interesting." Zhou Xun was surprised, and felt relieved, "It's really well raised."

"Hey, it's a trivial matter. If he didn't say that he is from the Sun, I wouldn't plan to mess with him. My good fellow, this newspaper is slandering me to death!" Gan Jing complained, "If it wasn't for my The name, if it didn’t mention the scenes I’ve filmed, I wouldn’t even know it was about me.”

Zhou Xun shook his head: "Your relationship with the media is really bad."

"So I need an agent. The handling of this aspect is an important aspect. Brother Xun, are you right?" Gan Jing laughed.

Zhou Xun knew what Gan Jing meant, and without waiting for him to ask, he said directly: "Old Chen and I are good friends. He is the vice president of Asia-Pacific New Media of EMI Records in Hong Kong. He has acted in many movies and also worked as a screenwriter. Quite senior."

Hong Kong record company?Been in a movie?Ever worked as a screenwriter?

This guy has a lot of experience, but... I need an agent who focuses on the mainland.

Gan Jing expressed her thoughts and got the news that Zhou Xun had revealed before—she planned to set up her own studio, and would invite Chen Huihong to be the agent of Zhou Xun's studio.

In other words, for this dinner, Zhou Xun also wanted to invite Gan Jing to join his studio.

　Thank you Can Fly Without Wings, Ah Jia, and xx not oo for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)