Chapter 255 "Who cares if I don't care?"
Sitting in the taxi on the way back, the expression on Ji Zeqiu's face was like the unpredictable sky, sometimes covered with dark clouds, sometimes sunny and cheerful, with various emotions intertwined. Together, it’s so complicated that people can’t figure it out.
The next moment, however, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a cell phone ringing.
Ji Zeqiu took out his cell phone and answered the call casually, "Brother Zhao, what's the matter?"
"When you went home for vacation, did I tell you to stay safe?" Keep a low profile, but in the past few days, you have made another big news for me, you are really good at it!" As soon as the agent spoke, his anger could not be suppressed.
The big news in the mouth of agents usually refers to the scandal captured by the media.
Could it be that he went to the movies with his mother before and was photographed writing something random? Or is it about the fact that he secretly visited a women's clothing store to buy a dress for his mother? Or maybe he was scolding Ji Tingyang on the phone and was recorded by someone else...
"What big news?" There were so many things going on that Ji Zeqiu felt guilty for a moment and had no idea what the agent was referring to. One piece.
“You’re pretending to me?!” The manager was furious, “The photos of you beating people were taken by passers-by!”
“You said you’d do it, but you still did it? I don’t know how to disguise my appearance.” The agent rubbed the bridge of his nose, showing annoyance, “Passers-by took the photos and sold them to the media, and people from the media just contacted me and wanted to extort money. , the lion opened his mouth ”
Ji Zeqiu is currently on the rise in his career. If negative information is spread by the media, his career will definitely be hit.
Thinking of this, the agent was so angry that the sound of banging on the table came from the phone, "Tell me, is this the first time I have helped you solve these big news? ”
From Wen Li at the beginning to Shen Qingtang at the end.
Although Ji Zeqiu restrained himself a lot after meeting Lin Xu, it still didn't make him worry.
Although Ji Zeqiu is an artist under his command, he doesn't listen to him in anything, and he only cares about an old woman.
Ji Zeqiu silently endured the manager's anger and touched his nose, "What exactly is beating someone?"
"You can check WeChat yourself." The manager said angrily.
Ji Zeqiu opened WeChat, clicked on the photo and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
That was a photo of him holding Xiao Yu's collar during a picnic in the countryside. Although the fist in his hand was raised high, it did not fall in the end.
I didn’t expect that it would be seen by others as Xie Changyan said.
"I didn't hit him later." Ji Zeqiu curled his lips.
"The media and your haters won't listen to your explanation. Can't you think calmly before doing something?" The manager wished he could be next to Ji Zeqiu right now, poking his forehead and scolding him.
Think calmly.
This sentence reminded Ji Zeqiu of Xie Changyan for a moment.
It seems to be the same that day, Xie Changyan reprimanded him to calm down and think about the consequences before doing anything...
Thinking of Xie Changyan again, Ji Zeqiu frowned and his expression changed several times.
On the phone, the agent's rant continued until his throat was so dry that he coughed a few times, then he stopped.
"Come to the company tomorrow." The agent said the last sentence and hung up the phone.
Ji Zeqiu rubbed his buzzing ears and sighed.
I prayed for myself tomorrow, hoping that I wouldn’t be scolded too badly by Brother Zhao.
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The next day.
When Ji Zeqiu arrived at the company, his agent was already waiting for him in the office.
Seeing the burning anger in the agent's eyes, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.
"I communicated with people in the media last night. They offered a buyout price of 50 million, and they were not willing to let go at all." The agent took a sip of tea to calm down his anger, and looked at him with a faint look. Glancing at Ji Zeqiu, he said, "This money will be deducted from your salary."
The expression on Ji Zeqiu's face froze for a moment, "Can't these be included in our public relations expenses?" "All the public relations expenses have been paid to you in the past few years. Their department is going to complain about me. How dare you mention it?" "The agent said.
Ji Zeqiu muttered in a low voice, "But this is too much..."
He could buy as many skirts for his mother as he could with fifty million.
"This is just a warning to prevent you from making a mistake next time." The agent patted his shoulder and drew a pie, "Sooner or later, you will make back this money."
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After that, the manager warned Ji Zeqiu'er again, and only let him go until his ears were about to get calluses.
After the matter was settled, the manager's anger subsided a bit and he personally sent Ji Zeqiu back.
While riding in the elevator, the manager was still nagging him to be more peaceful while resting at home.
"Ding" sound.
The elevator dinged and opened on a certain floor.
Ji Zeqiu looked up and met the person he least wanted to see at this moment.
Xie Changyan also seemed a little surprised. He paused outside the elevator and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Will you come in or not? If not, I will close the door." Ji Zeqiu's brows and eyes were filled with irritation.
The manager's face suddenly became frightened, and he poked him with his elbow, "Why are you talking to Mr. Xie? You are risking your life. What if Mr. Xie is angry and hides you!"
"He dares!" Ji Zeqiu said angrily.
His mother loved him so much that even if she gave Xie Changyan a hundred courages, she would not dare to hide him.
Listening to their whispers, Xie Changyan chuckled and walked in, "Don't worry, I'm not so petty."
Who is he talking about being petty?
Ji Zeqiu glared at him secretly.
"Are you feeling well?" Xie Changyan glanced at him.
"I want you to take care of it." Ji Zeqiu rolled his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, the manager poked him a few times next to him.
Xie Changyan glanced at him and said, "Who cares about you if I don't care?"
Ji Zeqiu paused for a moment, thinking of the old racing car, and his expression suddenly felt awkward. He turned away his head and said, "Since you want to take care of it so much, then you can pay my public relations fee."
Xie Changyan: "What public relations fee?"
Ji Zeqiu turned away his head and said nothing, but his manager was so frightened that he told him everything.
While talking, the elevator had reached the first floor below, and Ji Zeqiu drove away without looking back.
Leave Xie Changyan and his manager in the parking lot.
The agent looked at Xie Changyan cautiously, fearing that he would be angry because of Ji Zeqiu's ignorance.
However, Xie Changyan raised the corners of his lips, but there was no trace of anger on his face.
"Don't pay the public relations fees yet. I'll make an appointment to meet with their president tonight." Xie Changyan said casually and then drove out of the parking lot.
The agent’s pupils tightened and he was surprised for a moment.
Mr. Xie never cares about artists' affairs, but this time he wants to meet with the boss of the media company because of Ji Zeqiu's affairs? !
What is the relationship between Mr. Xie and Ji Zeqiu?
(End of this chapter)