food idol

Chapter 367

Regarding Yan Chen's rather speechless confrontation motto, Wen Tang didn't want to express any emotion, but said, "Just sign her?"

Yan Chen chuckled lightly, and began to play tricks again, "Of course it's impossible, oh, by the way, wait patiently, there will be surprises."

After finishing speaking, Boss Yan hung up the phone very irresponsibly, and only Wen Tang was left staring at the mirror in the empty bathroom...

surprise?What surprise?
After returning home, Wen Tang racked his brains thinking, what surprises could there be?

Buyer, no, signer, surprise?

Uh, hey wait!
Suddenly remembering a conversation with Gu Su a long time ago, Wen Tang's eyes lit up. She almost couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone and broadcast Mu Fan's call, but she was told that it was an empty number!

Wen Tang pursed his lips slightly, turned the phone up and down a few times, and called Mu Fan's manager, Brother Biao, and this time he got through.

"Brother Biao, I'm Wen Tang, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, why is Mu Fan's number empty?"

Brother Biao didn't know what he was doing there, and his voice sounded very tired, "The company doesn't allow him to use the original number, and I'll send you a new one later," he paused, and then said, "Still Yes, I will never be Mufan's manager again, heh, more importantly, I will probably never set foot in this circle again."

Wen Tang was stunned for a moment, "What's going on?"

Brother Biao seemed to have sighed, or maybe it was just Wen Tang's illusion.

"A while ago, my mother was ill, and the sequelae were very serious, and I couldn't live without people. Oh, yes, I heard that Qihuang's people seem to be in contact with his current manager. Is it that Qihuang wants to sign him?"

Hearing what he said, Wen Tang's guess was half confirmed, but it was only half.

Wen Tang said regretfully, "I'm just guessing, but I probably heard some rumors, but his contract should still be there for a while, right?"

Although he has decided not to be an agent anymore, Brother Biao still remembers Mu Fan's matter very clearly. He said helplessly, "I'm just worried about this. His contract is at the end of June. If it ends early, the compensation alone will be enough He broke his fortune."

The two were silent for a moment, and Brother Biao said again, "I don't want this, Tang, I know that Gu Jun can be the leader of Qihuang, if it's convenient, just if, can you say something for Fanzi? In a word? He, he has not been easy these years."

Having said that, Brother Biao's voice trembled slightly.

It's not easy, it's really not easy.

Maybe Mu Fan really lacks a little bit of acting talent, not as full of aura as those genius characters, but he has been working hard, ten times and a hundred times harder than ordinary people.But they gradually discovered that what the wooden sail lacked, maybe luck.

A few times it was really difficult, very difficult, so difficult that a big man like Brother Biao felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.

Without a film contract, no one wants to find Mu Fan to act in a play. Sometimes it is hard to get a small role, and the money is not enough to pay the rent. Not to mention, it is very likely that there will be no backs left during the post-editing.

A few times he took Brother Biao out to drink together, and the two of them just squatted so blatantly in a small stall crowded with people on the street, drinking glass by glass, without being recognized by anyone.

Mu Fan seldom cried, but on two occasions, he squatted down on the ground without any image and burst into tears while drinking. It was the kind of silent crying that made people uncomfortable just looking at it.

(End of this chapter)