The God of Trade in Two Worlds

The fact that the No. [-] pick volunteered to be in the entertainment industry has aroused some doubts. Inexplicably, there is a sense of sight like a bear breaking a stick and dropping one by one. Most people see jokes, but there is nothing wrong with this guy. He is really good-looking.Not to mention being a star is more than enough, even if you can't become a real big name, acting in an idol drama is enough.Especially coupled with the recent publicity, if the company that signed the contract takes advantage of the fame that the two schools are competing for to make a hype while the iron is hot, it is very likely to become popular.

While scrolling through the comments, Tang Xia glanced at the flat-faced roommate next to him who was talking to the manager from time to time. No matter what others thought, he believed him anyway. Even if he got involved in the entertainment industry in the future, Li Cheng would definitely make a name for himself .

"...Recently, you have become popular in the online media, and the company has upgraded your contract status to B-level treatment. However, due to the many positive and negative comments, it is difficult to carry out other activities during this period, so you should avoid going out before military training. , Don’t reveal too much information when you meet a reporter, wait for the movie to be released..."

"Okay, I see, I will try my best not to leave the dormitory these two days."

"...Also, there is an assistant assigned to the B-level treatment. You have a suitable person who can let him come to the company to sign a contract..." The assistant is equivalent to assisting in the management. Generally, the assistants around the artist are authorized to manage more , Such as organizing the itinerary, accompanying wine at banquets, handling daily necessities, and even preventing paparazzi from brushing news.

Tang Xia patted his chest with his ears upright and mouth-shaped, Li Cheng immediately understood, and said to the phone: "Sister Song, I do have someone here..."

Song Jia was a little confused when she saw Tang Xia. Although I heard that Li Cheng's hair was young, it was probably a boy. However, when they first met, they didn't expect such a big difference in body size. The key is whose assistant is so hearty and fat. It's like a sumo wrestler... Is this still taking care of artists?

Shouldn't they all be dexterous and intelligent, and don't they need assistants to set off the artist and make a contrast between the two...

Although when the two stood together, I, who was more affected by the senses, seemed to have a better impression of Li Cheng, cough cough cough cough.

Surprised.

Out of consideration for Li Cheng, Song Jia still signed Tang Xia, and carefully instructed a few precautions before preparing to leave. When she walked to the door of the male dormitory, Song Jia turned around again, looked at the dormitory, and hesitated For a moment, "Are you sure you don't want to move off-campus?"

It is indeed more convenient to live off-campus and do things, Li Cheng thought for a while, "Let's see."

"You live with him, then Mr. Shen..." Song Jia has already confirmed the relationship between the two. Li Cheng and Tang Xia live in the same dormitory. Are you sure Mr. Shen won't breathe fire?

She can't guarantee it.

From the first time she saw that person in the United States, she understood that a person with a golden sword cannot be judged by common sense.

Song Jia wanted to stop talking, but Li Cheng already realized what she was going to say, so she couldn't help but lowered her head and turned to the phone, glanced at the string of 139x2222222 new numbers, and suddenly felt a bit of a headache, it was obviously unrealistic for that person to stay in Nanjiang obediently, but "Idle people come to disturb" there is no news over there, and it is also not feasible to send people back to the continent, why not call to appease them?

Thinking of this, it was midnight, and Tang Xia was sleeping on the other side, snoring, and there was a small white bubble on the tip of his nose, which fluctuated with his breathing.Li Cheng opened his eyes in the dark, turned over, and sighed again.never mind.Then I sat up straight and texted good night.

In the top-floor suite of Knowlton Hotel, the most upscale Knowlton Hotel in Yong'an City, Nanjiang Province, a stern-faced Shen You was sitting in a temporary conference room, facing four or five foreign youths and three Chinese middle-aged men, and took out a light gray mobile phone from his side. The room full of softness and murderous aura suddenly fell silent.

The strong man who was speaking for a while didn't know whether to continue, and swallowed the following words into his throat.

What the hell is it that makes the boss show such a ghostly expression!

Scared these subordinates to death, okay?

Mrs. FROM: Are you asleep?Be careful yourself, pay attention to not murdering and arson in China, love the party and the people, don't violate the law, and there is nothing else to say... Good night.

The small mobile phone is still useful, at least in the middle of the night, you can still receive care from afar, Shen You fished the small mobile phone Li Cheng gave him and thought to himself.He not only put a mobile phone case on the small mobile phone, but also protected it personally, and finally let him receive the message immediately.

There was a little smile on the man's stern face, and when he was about to reply, he had a lot of things to say in his heart, and he didn't know which key to press, and suddenly he shook his hand to clear it, and then shook again...

FROM Uncle Shen: o (*////▽////*) q convex! !

What the hell is this! ! !

Sensually being slapped in the face, Uncle Shen gritted his teeth while staring at the emoji that had been sent. Li Cheng must not let Li Cheng find out about such an embarrassing thing... He clicked on the small emoji box that was sent, and clicked to delete.

Yes/No Delete message records.

This should be deleted!

Shen You secretly thought, and then clicked "Yes."

Looking at the restored blank page, the man who consciously deleted the black history thought about the inappropriateness of a bunch of words he typed just now, unable to vividly express his dissatisfaction with the abandonment, and after thinking for a long time, he finally sent another Gao Da Shang Reply - "Huh."

The next day, Li Cheng got up at six in the morning in a daze. When checking the time, she habitually clicked on the text message sent by Uncle Shen. The innocent little expression was coquettishly displayed on the screen. The short-haired boy couldn't help but startled. One pump.

FROM Uncle Shen: o(*////▽////*) qFROM Uncle Shen: Hmph, this is schizophrenia.

I really can't imagine what it would be like to have such a shy and arrogant expression... Li Cheng took a screenshot of the picture, and saved it to the album with the strong emotion in his eyes.