Become famous another day.

"Of course I hope that you can shoot this movie according to your own ideas, not according to what Long Yan wants you to do--"

Chen Ziyan asked Liu Bige and Miao Yue to come out and talk about their next movie, which was the one that Lu Yanhe was going to star in.

"Even if they are commercial, spy movies don't have particularly high box office performance, right?" Chen Ziyan said. "This genre has a ceiling. It has many classics and is popular with the audience. However, it is very difficult to achieve a breakthrough at the box office."

Liu Bigo smiled.

"Zi Yan, do you want me to make it into an artistic film?"

"No, it's neither literary nor commercial." Chen Ziyan shook her head. "I hope you can stick to your authorial nature and shoot it according to your true ideas. It won't be pretentious and make it fuzzy, nor will it be like those spy war dramas on the market that make this movie according to the so-called narrative logic and commercial logic."

Liu Bige turned and looked at Miao Yue.

Miao Yue: "Why are you looking at me? You are the director."

Liu Bige asked Chen Ziyan: "Ziyan, are you so pessimistic about the box office of this movie? Are you afraid that I will mess it up?"

"No, it's precisely in my cooperation with you that I care least about the box office." Chen Ziyan shook her head, "I also hope that you will not be influenced by the people of Longyan Pictures."

Chen Ziyan actually knew that as an actor's agent, she had more or less crossed her boundaries by saying this to Liu Bige.

Therefore, she could only try her best to handle this communication like that between private friends.

"I also hope that you don't waste such a good starting point as "Late Spring"." Chen Ziyan said, "There has always been no shortage of directors for commercial films in China, and the market will support them, but directors like you who can win international awards - sorry, I'm just being cheesy, there are only a handful of them, and this cannot be cultivated by the market. This is your greatest uniqueness."

Chen Ziyan said these words without any subtlety.

Many people would be afraid that speaking like this is too direct, too worldly, and too money-oriented.

But in fact, it depends on who says it.

If an agent like Chen Ziyan talks to you about love and romance, highbrow things, no one would want to listen.

Moreover, Liu Bige himself is not a cynical academic.

There is often an impression that artists are incompatible with the secular world.

However, if you look back at the life experiences of most outstanding artists, you will find that this is not the case at all.

Chen Ziyan had dealt with Liu Bige many times, and she knew Liu Bige's character well. Liu Bige was not the kind of artist who would never talk about fame and fortune.

He's not that pretentious.

Sure enough, in response to what Chen Ziyan said, Liu Bige just nodded thoughtfully.

Miao Yue asked: "Sister Zi Yan, do you want Yan He to act in this film, an art film?"

"I do have such considerations." Chen Ziyan did not hide it. "I did not tell Yan He about this. If I told him, he would definitely ask me not to interfere with your creation. Bigo, you also know Yan He's character. He doesn't know that in this world, everyone's creation must be interfered with. No work is 100% made according to the creator's intention. My selfish motive is very simple, because the few dramas Yan He has on his hands are not all films with high artistic value, and it happens that his next movie is a collaboration with you. In particular, it happens that a combination like you is the most suitable lineup to compete for awards together. I think it's a pity not to compete for awards."

"Sister Zi Yan has a point." Liu Bige laughed. "In fact, I have the same idea as you, but I have never been able to reach an agreement with Longyan. They hope to make this spy film into a blockbuster with an all-star cast. As for my own idea, first of all, I hope to be able to decide on the actors myself, instead of stuffing a bunch of big stars in. I hate those big stars who have too many demands and always question the director's ideas. In addition, I also want to make this movie more down-to-earth. I even want to make it like a documentary, rather than something that looks like a movie at first glance. I want the style of this movie to give the audience a sense of documentary."

Chen Ziyan nodded.

Liu Bige said: "The photography style is even rougher and simpler than that of Late Spring. Here I want to use a lot of long lenses to give a panoramic presentation."

Chen Ziyan's heart surged immediately. Just by listening to Liu Bige's words, Chen Ziyan almost had an idea. This style is indeed the way of the film festival. The film that looks very exquisite at first glance is not the taste of the judges of the film festival.

Liu Bige said: "But Longyan didn't want the film to be made like this."

"Do you need me to do anything?" Chen Ziyan asked.

Liu Bige: “You need to convince them that even if it is made into a luxurious blockbuster with an all-star cast, the box office of this movie will not be that high.”

Liu Bige is not the kind of director who makes blockbuster movies.

Chen Ziyan: "I'll ask Mrs. Huang to come out for a while."
-
The film is called "Dingfeng No. 1".

After Chen Ziyan got the script, she read it carefully.

The next day, she made an appointment to meet Mrs. Huang.

It was a sunny day with a gentle breeze, and it was very comfortable.

When Huang Tai heard her purpose, he asked with a smile, "Why, is Liu Bige here to lobby you?"

Chen Ziyan smiled and said, "It's not that Liu Bige asked me to be a lobbyist, but I wanted to persuade him not to make this film in the style of a commercial spy film."

Mrs. Huang narrowed her eyes slightly.

Chen Ziyan immediately said, "Mrs. Huang, please don't misunderstand me. I have no intention of interfering with your company's projects. I am just making this suggestion from my perspective as Yan He's agent and the agent of the protagonist of this movie."

Mrs. Huang looked at Chen Ziyan and said, "If Liu Bige had followed his own ideas, the box office of this movie would have been at most 100 million, 200 million? At most 300 million. You don't object to this, right?"

"No objection." Chen Ziyan said, "But, Mrs. Huang, if it is shot like this, it will definitely not be able to win awards at international film festivals, let alone the copyright income after winning the awards. And even if it is made into a blockbuster with an all-star cast, it has no special effects and is not a subject matter that can be considered a box office hit in the current market. According to the market situation in the past five years, its upper limit is not high. Even with the combination of Liu Bige and Lu Yanhe, it will only be 600 million or 700 million."

"Is six or seven hundred million not enough?" Mrs. Huang looked at Chen Ziyan with some surprise.

She originally thought that Chen Ziyan would say something lower.

Chen Ziyan said: "Compared with the profits that Liu Bige, Miao Yue and Lu Yanhe could earn by winning international awards and then selling copyrights, whether it is short-term or long-term profits, 600 to 700 million is not enough. Many people think that art films don't make money, that's because many domestic films can only make money from the box office in theaters, but, Mrs. Huang, you have the film "Late Spring", it has been released for two or three years, it should still be earning copyright fees for you, right?"

Mrs. Huang did not comment, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

"Many movies, after they are released, cannot be sold once the TV and Internet copyrights are sold, and can only be stored in the warehouse. However, if the film wins an award, or the director of the film becomes more and more famous, his works will continue to attract attention." Chen Ziyan said, "This is the second reason I want to talk about. Liu Bige is not a director suitable for making blockbusters. I have communicated with him many times, and he is completely an author-type director. If you don't let such a director give full play to his ideas to make movies, but instead let him make movies of a certain model, it is likely to lead to counterproductive consequences."

Mrs. Huang looked at Chen Ziyan and said, "It sounds like you know Liu Bigo better than I do."

"After all, I'm an agent, and you're the boss of a film company." Chen Ziyan didn't back down because of this, and remained neither humble nor arrogant, "Mrs. Huang, Longyan is a big company with a lot of business, so it doesn't lack a director for commercial films or genre films. The industry estimates that the box office of "Burning Fire" will start at 1 billion. To be honest, "Dingfeng No. 1" will never sell for 1 billion. For directors and actors of the level of Liu Bige and Lu Yanhe, a commercial film that sells for less than 1 billion is likely to be a failure in the eyes of the market, especially with an all-star cast. Its establishment may attract everyone's attention and be popular in the market, but the movie has to be released after all."

Chen Ziyan's implication has been made very clear: the movie is released, a commercial blockbuster with an all-star cast (the banner it puts up), even if the box office finally sells for 700 or 800 million, in the eyes of the market, a movie of this level is not considered a success even with 700 or 800 million, and that will also affect the market's attitude towards Longyan, in other words, the attitude of the stock market.

Mrs. Huang said: "If the market positions Liu Bige as an art film director, then it would be a loss for us in Longyan."

"The market should position Liu Bige as a director of art films with good box office performance. For example, Late Spring sold more than 500 million yuan at the box office. How much did it cost?" Chen Ziyan said, "I believe that Faking Death will follow the same route."

"You are so persistent in wanting Dingfeng No. 1 to return to Liu Bigo's idea. Is it because of Lu Yanhe?"

"Yes." Chen Ziyan still spoke frankly, "Liu Bige is not the director I signed a contract with. To be honest, what kind of director he wants to be is not my concern. But this is a very good script. I listened to Liu Bige's ideas and felt that this film would not be worse than "Late Spring". Regardless of whether it wins an award or not, with the performance of "Late Spring" and Yan He starring in it, it will not be a problem for it to be sent to an international film festival."

"International Film Festival..." Mrs. Huang smiled, "Are you trying your best to win the Best Actor award for Lu Yanhe?"

Chen Ziyan said with a smile: "Whether he wins the Best Actor award or not, if Yan He becomes more famous internationally, it will definitely be beneficial to the "Burning Fire" series."

Mrs. Huang's eyes flickered slightly.
-
When Lu Yanhe and everyone finished preparing more than a hundred servings of barbecue, they watched everyone eat with relish, and then sent them off together, leaving only leftovers. They also had to clean up, pack up, and throw away the garbage. After they were done, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

"We haven't eaten anything yet." Peng Zhixing said with a smile, "I'll book a place and we'll have something to eat. This is our last meal."

At this time, Li Zhenzhen said: "Thank you for your hard work. Congratulations on completing our last task. Our program team has prepared a midnight snack for everyone."

"Oh my god, did the production team have a change of heart?" Li Zhibai was the first to express shock.

Others followed suit and expressed surprise.

Li Zhenzhen's face darkened and she joked, "Forget it, I won't record it anymore. Let's just end this season like this."

Everyone changed the scene with laughter.

Surprisingly, the program crew actually hired a chef to make these barbecues on the spot. Instead of packaging them up, they heated them over the charcoal fire.

The taste of these two is completely different.

In fact, this also shows that the program team likes and cares for these artists.

Otherwise, they could just do it in a perfunctory manner and just get by.

In the last segment, Li Zhenzhen said: "At the end of this season, let's play all the games again. Many of the games that have appeared in our show have now become small games that friends often play when they get together. Many viewers have been calling for us to have more such game sessions."

"So shall we play games first?"

"Let's play while we eat." Li Zhenzhen said, "The first game is turtle soup. After you finish eating, we will start playing other games."

"Okay, okay." Li Zhibai nodded, "Did you guys come up with the questions?"

"Well, let's come up with some questions." Li Zhenzhen nodded with a smile.

Lidya Su asked: “Is it scary again?”

"Ours are not that scary, they are more like brain teasers."

"That's good."

"Ask a question." Yan Liang said with a smile, then he picked up a skewer of pork belly and started eating.

Li Zhenzhen asked: "Soup noodles are, my pants are torn, and I know I am going to die soon."

Xiao Yun is still the most active one.

"Did someone stab me in the thigh with a knife?"

"No." Li Zhenzhen shook her head.

Xiao Yun asked again: "Was I killed by someone?"

Li Zhenzhen shook her head: "No."

"Ah?" Xiao Yun was stunned. "There are people who were not killed in the turtle soup?"

Lidya Su immediately followed up with a question: “Am I committing suicide?”

Li Zhenzhen shook her head: "No."

Yan Liang asked: "Did I die accidentally?"

Li Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes and no."

The group of people were confused.

Lu Yanhe was chewing on roasted corn and also frowned.

"Then what could this be?" Liu Zhiyin was very surprised, "It's not homicide, it's not suicide, and it's not accidental death."

"She said that it was and it wasn't," Lu Yanhe corrected, "because it was very similar to an accidental death, but the description was not quite accurate."

"Accident?" Peng Zhixing asked immediately, "Did he die in an accident?"

Li Zhenzhen smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Lu Yanhe hesitated for a moment and asked, "I know I'm going to die soon. Is it because I'm injured?"

"No." Li Zhenzhen shook her head.

"Not injured either?" Xiao Yun chewed beef, his cheeks bulging. "What else could it be? An accident, but no injuries. Did I die from injuries?"

Li Zhenzhen shook her head, "No."

Everyone was confused.

"This is an accident, he is not injured, and he knows he is going to die. What is going on?" Peng Zhixing was also surprised.

Lu Yanhe thought for a long time, "I know I'm going to die. Is it related to my torn pants?"

"Yes."

"The pants were torn, but I wasn't injured - and I knew I was going to die -" Li Zhibai asked, "Could it be that he was wearing fireproof or waterproof pants, and he happened to be in a very dangerous environment, and the pants were his protective gear?"

The others suddenly understood.

"Yes."

"That's okay."

"Is it a diving suit?" Xiao Yun's eyes lit up and he realized instantly, "Is he a diver? His pants are torn and leaking!"

"Oh my god, Xiao Yun, have you become smarter?"

"What do you mean by getting smarter? I've always been smarter than you!"

Just when everyone thought Xiao Yun had guessed it, Li Zhenzhen shook her head.

"No."

A group of people were stunned, "Huh?"

“It’s not this?”

"Fuck, what else could it be?"

A group of people looked at each other.

Seeing this, Li Zhenzhen gave a hint and said, "But Xiao Yun's idea is correct."

Yan Liang immediately asked, "Am I a firefighter? Am I at the fire scene?"

"No." Li Zhenzhen also shook her head.

"What else is going on?" Everyone fell into deep thought.

Lu Yanhe raised his hand.

"Am I an astronaut? When I was walking in outer space, I found that my pants were torn? So, the air pressure in the space suit was gone, and the oxygen was gone?"

Li Zhenzhen smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Eh..." Xiao Yun immediately expressed his disgust, "This turtle soup is too boring."

"Turtle soup that's not scary isn't very fun either," said Liu Zhiyin.

"Don't you always think it's too scary and too horrible and don't dare to play horror books?" Li Zhibai looked at them with disdain.

"Who wouldn't dare?" Xiao Yun said, "Then you come up with one now!"

Li Zhibai immediately looked at Li Zhenzhen.

"Sister Zhenzhen, bring me the scariest one!"

Li Zhenzhen said: "We can't show the scariest things, we have to be careful about the scale of the show."

Lu Yanhe suddenly remembered a turtle soup he had seen before, so he said, "Then I'll make a noodle soup, and you guys guess it."

"Come on, come on."

Lu Yanhe said: "A girl checked into a cheap hotel. The room was very simple. There was only a picture, a bed, and a table. There was no light in the room. There were no windows. There was only a candle for lighting. She was very tired, but slept very restlessly. When she woke up the next day, she looked at the room and ran out in fear."

“Such long noodles.”

"Yeah." Lu Yanhe nodded.

"Did the girl find the body?" This was Xiao Yun's first question.

Lu Yanhe shook his head, "No."

"Is there anyone dead in this story?" asked Peng Zhixing.

"No."

"Is the girl afraid because of another person?" Yan Liang asked.

"Yes."

Liu Zhiyin had already started hugging her arms. "Is there another person in the room?" she asked.

"No." Lu Yanhe shook his head.

"Ah? She's scared because of another person, but there's no one else in the room?" Xiao Yun frowned, and suddenly thought of something. The hairs on his body stood up. "Could it be that she found someone peeping at her?"

Lu Yanhe hesitated for a moment and answered, "Yes and no."

"Yes and no?" Li Zhibai asked immediately, "So this person is outside the room?"

"Yes."

"Peeping is both yes and no..." Peng Zhixing suddenly realized something, "Oh my god!"

"Did you guess it?" Xiao Yun was startled by his "Oh my god!" and asked.

Peng Zhixing asked: "The girl found a hole in the wall and someone was watching her from the other side?"

Several girls exclaimed at the same time.

"No." Lu Yanhe shook his head.

"No, I'm really going to be scared." Su Xiao hugged Xiao Yun's arm, "Why do you have to show off with Li Zhibai?"

Xiao Yun stiffened his neck and said, "I'm not afraid."

Li Zhibai: "..."

Anyone could see that Xiao Yun was actually a little scared.

"Just a friendly reminder, don't forget, the clues to the turtle soup will definitely appear on the surface of the soup." Lu Yanhe said, "Like the hole in the wall, if that's really the reason for her fear, it will definitely be reflected on the surface of the soup."

"Noodle soup?" Peng Zhixing was the one who had played with turtle soup the longest among them, and he immediately began to think about noodle soup.

Hotel, room, portrait, bed, table...

Candles, no windows...

I woke up the next day and realized...

"Damn..." Peng Zhixing's face turned pale.

"What have you thought of now?" Xiao Yun asked.

Peng Zhixing seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

"I think if this is the answer, no one will be able to sleep well tonight."

Liu Zhiyin immediately moved closer to Song Linxin.

Lu Yanhe kept smiling.

Yan Liang was also startled.

"I thought about it too."

"Who speaks first?" Lu Yanhe asked.

Yan Liang: "Brother Zhixing, please speak first."

Peng Zhixing took a deep breath and said, "The portrait in the room is not actually a portrait, but a person standing outside the window. It's just that the window frame was decorated to look like a picture frame, so the girl mistook it for a picture frame on a night with only candlelight. When she woke up the next day, she found that there was a window in the room, and then she realized that someone had been standing outside the window watching her all night."

“Ah————” Su Xiao couldn’t bear it anymore at this moment. He covered his ears and began to stomp the ground.

Not to mention the girl, Qin Zhibai's face turned pale.

He was not very courageous to begin with.

Lu Yanhe nodded and said, "Yes."

"Damn it!" Li Zhibai touched his right arm with his left hand, "Old Lu, where did you get this underworld turtle soup from? It's so creepy!"

Lu Yanhe smiled and said, "I saw it somewhere else. It's really scary when you think about it carefully."

"No, the turtle soup ends here." Liu Zhiyin made a cross with both hands, "My heart can't take it anymore, let's talk about it next season, I won't play this season anymore."

Everyone nodded in unison.
-
Two hours later.

Chen Ziyan stopped her car and came to the back of the crew. She glanced at the artists who were eating and chatting in front and whispered to the people around her: "The recording hasn't ended yet?"

It's already midnight.

"Not yet." The staff member recognized Chen Ziyan and said, "Everyone had a great time playing games. It just ended. There is still one last part."

"What part?"

"Everyone has written a letter to each other and will start reading it to each other soon."

Chen Ziyan understood this design in seconds——

Li Zhenzhen has indeed become a veteran. At the end of the fifth season, she created a tear-jerking scene that moved all the old fans and allowed everyone to deepen their feelings for the show through such an emotional connection.

When this segment started, even though everyone knew that this segment was made to move people, Chen Ziyan found that many people in the crew still had tears in their eyes.

Many of them have been working on this program since the first or second season. They have been with the artists and have been spending four or five years together day and night. It is impossible not to be moved at this moment.

The artists' eyes turned red one after another.

So is Lu Yanhe.

It was not until the end that Lu Yanhe read the letter.

Lu Yanhe took a deep breath and picked up the letter he had written.

“I started reading.”

Everyone looked at him.

"Li Zhibai, you are really an idiot."

Li Zhibai was stunned, and the touching atmosphere before him disappeared.

"Yan Liang, don't follow Li Zhibai and learn bad things."

Yan Liang looked at Lu Yanhe in disbelief.

"Sister Zhiyin, you won't look good if you become skinny as a skeleton."

Liu Zhiyin still had tears in the corners of her eyes, and at this moment she was so angry that she laughed, and her tears fell out directly because of this laugh.

"Lin Xin, you rarely sing the songs you wrote. Your fans will be disappointed."

Song Linxin widened her eyes in shock.

“Su Xiao, learn one-third of Xiao Yun’s thick skin, you will be happier.”

Su Xiao was stunned, and Xiao Yun glared at him.

"Just tell Lidya Su what you want to say, and why do you want to attack me personally?"

Lu Yanhe smiled and continued, "Xiao Yun, don't keep fighting with yourself."

Xiao Yun rolled his eyes, then lowered his head and smiled.

"Brother Zhixing, there is always work to do and always venues to host. Life is just as important."

Peng Zhixing laughed: "You are a guy who shoots three or four movies a year, what qualifications do you have to tell me this!"

Lu Yanhe smiled, "Let's encourage each other. I want to encourage you all with what I said."

He looked at Qin Zhibai, "Finally, Zhibai, what I want to say is, don't forget, you are a rich second-generation, you can live your life truly and freely, but you chose to be a singer. Your original intention is more important than anything else, because you are the one who least needs to force yourself."

Everyone was stunned, because they realized that Lu Yanhe's words to Qin Zhibai seemed to be the only one that was targeted. However, no one knew what Lu Yanhe was targeting. But Qin Zhibai knew it, and he smiled and nodded, making an OK gesture.

Li Zhenzhen stood up with a smile, ready to shout "Filming is complete".

Lu Yanhe suddenly said: "Wait a moment."

Li Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and looked at Lu Yanhe in confusion.

Lu Yanhe said: "Knowing that there will be such a segment at the end of this season, we all discussed it together. On behalf of all our artists, I also have some words to say to the crew who have been with us all the time."

The crew looked at them in surprise.

"In fact, we wrote these words together. They are what each of us thinks."

"Producing a program is not much easier than producing a TV series, especially for you in the crew."

"In everyone's mind, a show is not art. So, even if we are using 100% of our concentration and energy to make this show, even if you work very hard, much harder than us. However, this show cannot give you honor and fame in different positions like a film or TV series."

"The TV series have awards for Best Cinematography, Best Screenplay, Best Costume, and Best Editing... It's a pity that variety shows don't divide the awards so finely. Otherwise, we believe that everyone of you would have won your award."

"But in our hearts, you are all the best photographers, best PDs, and best directors." Lu Yanhe said, "So, please allow us to present you with the Best Filming Crew Award now—"

The crew members all showed expressions of disbelief and surprise.

At this moment, the crew discovered that the agents who came to pick up the artists, who had just been standing behind them, suddenly walked up to the artists and handed the bags in their hands to them.

It was only at this time that they discovered that the bags in the agents' hands were all the same.

"We have a total of 82 crew members, so we customized 82 gold medals to thank everyone for their efforts. Thank you for leading us from four years ago to now. The fifth year has begun."

The artists took the bag and took the gold medal out of it.

Someone asked in surprise: "Is this pure gold?"

"Of course." Lu Yanhe nodded.

The crew collectively cheered and applauded.

For a moment, the laughter and joy in the studio were like the steam coming out of a steam locomotive, rumbling and rumbling.

Seeing everyone so happy, Lu Yanhe and the others were also very happy.

Li Zhenzhen covered her mouth excitedly.

Of course, she was not happy about the gold medal. She did not expect that the artists were so thoughtful and prepared such a surprise for them.
-
When it ended, it was already past two in the morning.

"It's so late again." Lu Yanhe yawned and asked, "Sister Zi Yan, why don't you sleep here for a night before leaving?"

Chen Ziyan nodded, "Of course, I drove here. It's this late, I won't drive at night."

"Have you booked a room?"

"Qingqing has booked it for me." Chen Ziyan said, "You can take my car back tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

"it is good."

Lu Yanhe returned to the hotel and slept until dawn. At ten o'clock, the alarm clock rang on time.

He tossed around in bed twice and sat up dazed.

Staying up late still feels bad.

Ten minutes later, Wang Biao came knocking on the door.

"Little Brother Lu, are you awake?"

"Awake." Lu Yanhe said in the bathroom.

Wang Biao swiped the room card and came in.

"I've put the coffee on the table for you." Wang Biao said, "I'll pack your things first."

"Well, that's troublesome." Lu Yanhe brushed his teeth with sleepy eyes, his voice unclear.

"Brother Lu, will Wan Qingqing and Song Jiang no longer be your assistants from now on?" Wang Biao asked.

"Yeah? Really?" Lu Yanhe rinsed his mouth and spit out all the toothpaste foam before saying, "I don't know. Sister Zi Yan hasn't told me yet. But at that time, Sister Zi Yan put them next to me because she wanted to train them. She had other plans."

Wang Biao: “Is that so?”

Lu Yanhe thought of something and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I heard Wan Qingqing say that she might leave in a month. I thought she was going to resign at first, but later I found out that she had other arrangements." Wang Biao said, "Brother Lu, I also want to be promoted."

Lu Yanhe laughed.

"What kind of promotion do you want?"

Wang Biao said: "It doesn't matter what position I get promoted to. Others are making progress, and I don't want to stay where I am."

Wang Biao's voice sounded a little muffled.

Lu Yanhe came out of the bathroom and asked, "So, my executive agent, are you satisfied with the promotion to this position?"

Wang Biao turned around in disbelief and looked at Lu Yanhe in disbelief. Then, he raised his voice in disbelief and said loudly, "Really?"

Lu Yanhe said, "Actually, Sister Zi Yan has already mentioned this to me a long time ago. So, haven't you noticed that Sister Zi Yan has been consciously asking you to take over some of my brokerage business over the past six months?"

Wang Biao blushed and said embarrassedly, "I thought she was just too busy and couldn't handle it."

Lu Yanhe: "...from now on you will be the person who specifically carries out my management work. Do your best. Half of my career will be handed over to you."

Wang Biao was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and said excitedly: "I will!"

Lu Yanhe couldn't quite remember when he first met Wang Biao.

When he first met Wang Biao, he was not even an adult yet, only sixteen years old.

"Brother Lu, thank you." After being excited, Wang Biao felt a little embarrassed and put away his excitement.

"You work very hard and are very dedicated. I feel very confident that you will be in charge of this job." Lu Yanhe said, "Also, you have done a great job in leading Wan Qingqing and Song Jiang. I will also let you lead the rest of the group."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you!" Wang Biao said, patting his chest.
-
Two hours later, after breakfast and lunch, they set out on their journey back to Yuming.

Zou Dong drove in front with Wang Biao and others, while Lu Yanhe followed behind in Chen Ziyan's car.

After Chen Ziyan knew that Lu Yanhe had told Wang Biao about the executive agent, she smiled and asked, "Is he overjoyed?"

"Yes, very excited."

"A person who is less than 20 years old has become the executive agent of a top domestic star. In the agent circle, this is something that people dare not even think about."

"Wang Biao is now fully capable of handling this position." Lu Yanhe said, "Besides, Sister Zi Yan, you also recognize him, don't you?"

"Yeah." Chen Ziyan nodded, "Do you know what my favorite thing about him is?"

"I don't know what you focus on, willingness to endure hardship or being very studious?"

"Neither." Chen Ziyan said, "I like his big heart the most."

Lu Yanhe was stunned and didn't react.

"Big heart?"

Chen Ziyan: "He has been by your side, and has experienced so many people and things. Do you think he has ever been scared?" (End of this chapter)