The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

"What do you mean?"

"Zhou Chuxun, for a long time before this, you actually had the idea of ​​taking everything of the Zhou family for yourself many times, right?"

"I do not have."

His voice was dry, and there was an imperceptible panic in his tone.

Zhou Yifan stared at him closely, thinking that when he said these words, he might not even believe him.

Smiling indifferently, Zhou Yifan said word by word: "It's nothing, I just need to know."

After saying this, he left Zhou Chu, who was in a daze, to go back to his room.

Although Zhou Chuxun made himself miserable in his previous life, the two of them didn't have much contact at that time.

After observing for a period of time, Zhou Yifan found that Zhou Chuxun was different from what he had imagined.

He probably has that kind of personality, good times will make him more confident, and the more he fights, the more courageous he will be. However, once the development of things exceeds his expectations, he will become panicked and lose his mind.

In such a situation, Zhou Yifan deliberately let people leak the fact that he found Xia Linlin.

With Zhou Chuxun's terrifying obsession with things like money and fame, coupled with his overly delicate nerves, when he enters the desperate situation he imagined, he will force himself to do something beyond usual thing.

What Zhou Yifan did now was just paving the way for him.

Thinking of the look in Zhou Chuxun's eyes when he looked at him just now, the corner of Zhou Yifan's mouth gradually raised into a sneer, thinking that soon, he would let Zhou Chuxun experience the feeling of despair in his previous life.

When Lan Yu's recruitment campaign started, Ling Feng, who was highly praised for the food advertisement, received many advertisement proposals one after another.

Looking at the stack of documents handed over by his assistant, Zhou Yifan saw Ke Zhenyu's name again.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, and he still didn't have a good impression of him, but out of respect for Ling Feng, Zhou Yifan still told him about it.

After receiving the reward for his first advertisement, Ling Feng had already moved to an apartment that he thought was good.

The apartment is located near Lan Yu, although the surrounding transportation is convenient and the facilities inside are not bad, but subconsciously, Zhou Yifan feels that the purpose of moving here is just to take care of him nearby.

Ling Feng rented an elevator apartment, three bedrooms and two living rooms, clean and tidy, Zhou Yifan said while putting books in the bookcase, "Ling Feng, don't you want to have your own recording studio?"

Seeing Ling Feng who was cleaning and looking at him blankly, Zhou Yifan smiled and said, "I mean a simple recording studio with computers, keyboards, and good soundproofing measures. Think about it, you have three rooms. One bedroom, one used as a study, and one left?"

Ling Feng probably never thought of this question before. After hearing what Zhou Yifan said, he clenched the broom in his hand and closed his eyes, and said unconsciously, "That's...Xiaofan, why didn't I think of this at the beginning?"

Zhou Yifan smiled even more, and said, "Then do you want to own such a recording studio? Can you make music at home without going out?"

"I do! Of course I do!"

Ling Feng's excited expression changed back to Zhou Yifan's distressed expression, and after he turned around and put the last book in his hand on it, he said, "It probably needs a lot of money."

"Xiaofan, didn't you just say that many manufacturers approached me as endorsements?"

"Using advertising remuneration for a recording studio of your own?" Seeing Ling Feng nodding, Zhou Yifan smiled again, and said in agreement: "This method is very good."

"And those advertising plans? Did you bring them over?"

"It seems that there are several copies in the bag."

"That's great! Xiaofan, let's decide the commercial I'm going to shoot next, shall we?"

Ling Feng's emotions were too agitated, and he seemed to have forgotten that Zhou Yifan forced him to rent this three-bedroom, two-living apartment that he thought was very unnecessary.

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room, seeing Ling Feng focusing on selecting the advertisements in his hand, the corners of Zhou Yifan's mouth began to rise uncontrollably.

He thinks that his IQ is relatively low, but after experiencing so many things, he finds that his EQ has been greatly improved.

In the process of interacting with people, EQ is often more important than IQ, this is what Zhou Yifan feels most proud of now.

"You don't want to accept this company's endorsement?" After thinking for a while, Zhou Yifan said, "Do you still remember Ke Zhenyu? He started this company."

"Yes, but I really hate that aspect of it."

Ke Zhenyu opened a financial holding company. In fact, when you think about it carefully, Lingfeng's image is very in line with the lofty feeling that this type of company gives people.

Seeing Ling Feng's disgust directly on his face, Zhou Yifan couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"I used to study architecture."

"But that company is financial..."

"Almost, it's all about numbers."

Seeing Ling Feng's face as a matter of course, he was silent for a moment before Zhou Yifan said, "Since you hate your major so much, why do you keep your textbooks so well?"

More than half of the books he put in the bookcase just now are professional books from Lingfeng University.

"I have studied for five years. Besides, these professional books are so expensive. At that time, it was all my parents' money."

Zhou Yifan...

Ling Feng’s personality is a bit like a child’s. He chose two advertisements for himself. One is a drink endorsement because he usually likes to drink it very much, and the other is a toothpaste advertisement because he has been using it since he was a little over ten years old. , has an indescribable intimacy with it.

Fortunately, the rewards for these two advertisements are very high, and he can get a lot of commission from them. After thinking about it, Zhou Yifan didn't say anything to Ling Feng.

Regardless of past life or present, he thinks that Ling Feng will never have the self-awareness he should have as an artist, and he will always regard money as dung.

So... you can only rely on yourself...

As Ling Feng's exclusive manager, coupled with his personality, Zhou Yifan felt that he had to go with him when Ling Feng was filming commercials.

It's a pity that there was a conflict between his schedule and Lan Yu's time to recruit new recruits. After careful consideration, Zhou Yifan had no choice but to find an additional assistant for him.

According to his future plans and goals, such a development trend is unavoidable. After thinking about it this way, Zhou Yifan's guilt towards Ling Feng finally weakened a little.

Today's Zhou Yifan has an advantage over his peers because he has the memory of his previous life.

This makes him unique and forward-looking.

The recruitment process of Lan Yu's newcomers can be called painful, because there are too many wonderful things gathered in it.

Such strange things are very common in any talent show, and sometimes Zhou Yifan watched these people's performances and thought they were from outer space.

But fortunately, he still picked a few good artists for Lan Yu.

According to my memory, these people all have a certain talent for acting, and they will make great achievements in the future.

With this kind of cognition, Zhou Yifan's conditions for them to sign the contract became more stringent.

The signing period ranges from eight to ten years. Even if one day they have a heart-to-heart switch or start their own business, he or Lan Yu can still get a lot of compensation.

In business talk business, gradually, Zhou Yifan found himself becoming a professional manager.

When the recruitment activity was in full swing, Zhou Yifan received a call from Ke Zhenyu very suddenly.

"What? You deliberately prevented Ling Feng from accepting our company's endorsement?"

There was a sense of familiarity in Ke Zhenyu's tone, as if the two had known each other for many years, no matter what they said, they didn't need too many scruples.

Zhou Yifan actually held grudges very much. Thinking of Ke Zhenyu's previous life, he would not save him. He thought that in this life, no matter what Ke Zhenyu said or did to him, he would never forgive him.

He sneered and said, "I seriously asked Ling Feng for his opinion at the time, but he himself didn't want to accept it."

"why?"

"The type of your company is very similar to his major. By the way, he hates his major."

At the end of the story, Zhou Yifan's tone gave people a feeling of gloating. Ke Zhenyu put out the cigarette in his hand with a smile and said, "Zhou Yifan, when are you free?"

Ke Zhenyu's inexplicable words made Zhou Yifan stunned for a moment, and then he said, "What do you mean?"

"Dinning, I seem to have a little interest in you." After a pause, Ke Zhenyu said again: "It's like the way a man treats a woman."

"Ke Zhenyu, why don't you fucking die?!"

After saying this, Zhou Yifan ruthlessly hung up the phone in his hand.

Seeing everyone in the draft hall looking at him one after another, Zhou Yifan bowed his head in embarrassment, and at the same time, his dislike for Ke Zhenyu increased to a higher level.

The weather is getting colder, and the coldness can be felt directly through one's own skin.

When Zhou Yifan got home, he heard Zhou Yunjin coughing again from his room.

He hadn't seen Zhou Yunjin's dominance in the entertainment industry before, but if he traded his health for such a reputation, Zhou Yifan only felt that the gain outweighed the loss.

After hesitating for a moment, he tapped on Zhou Yunjin's door.

"Come in."

Zhou Yunjin, who was lying on the bed reading a book, looked no different from those healthy people, but when he looked up and saw himself, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Surprised and then pleasantly surprised, he called Xiaofan in a low voice, put the book in his hand aside, patted the bed and said, "Come and sit."

His eyes were still as gentle as drowning, Zhou Yifan walked up to him and sat down, and said awkwardly, "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

"Ok?"

"I'm coughing like this, why don't you go to the hospital?!"

Hearing the annoyance in Zhou Yifan's tone, the corners of Zhou Yunjin's mouth slowly rose, and said, "I hate hospitals."

Zhou Yunjin who said such words was full of childishness, Zhou Yifan gave him a supercilious look, and then took out some things from his bag.

Cough syrup and licorice tablets, which he bought on the way back from the company.

"Even if you don't want to go to the hospital, you should take medicine!"

After taking the medicine that Zhou Yifan handed over, the smile on Zhou Yunjin's face became brighter unconsciously.

"You bought it for me?"

Zhou Yifan met his fox eyes and felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, and then he said: "Aren't you talking nonsense?!"

"Thank you." After speaking, Zhou Yunjin looked down at the medicine in his hand and said, "I will take it."

"It's better that you can eat!"

After speaking, Zhou Yifan got up.

Looking at his back, Zhou Yunjin regretted for no reason, thinking that she should have threatened him with taking medicine just now to kiss herself again.