Sheng Chong's agent: Ye Shao is good at teasing his wife

Chapter 7 Homeless
Yang Ci called several times but no one answered, she still kept calling, and finally someone answered.

"Mr. Meng, I want to ask what's going on about my house?" Yang Ci restrained himself and asked.

"I'm Michel, Ms. Yang. That's how it is. The house you're in is allocated by the company to superstar managers. Now that you don't have any artists under your command, the company has the right to take back this house."

"I don't believe anyone would want such a dilapidated house!" Every part of the design of this house was designed by Yang Ci himself, and it took more effort for her in a wheelchair than a normal person.

And now I can only watch it gradually disintegrate.

"Actually, to be honest with you, do you still remember Ye Buhang?"

"Ye Buhang? The Ye family who bumped into me seven years ago?" Yang Ci recalled this person from his memory.

Mi Keer said: "Well, it's him. He is Mr. Meng's younger brother. He has doted on this younger brother since he was a child. He went to the prison seven years ago. Yesterday should be the day he was released from prison, but Mr. Meng did not." After receiving him, Mr. Meng took his anger out on you, and if you hadn't called the police back then, Young Master Ye would not have gone to jail."

Yang Ci laughed and said, "Ye Buhang was driving without a license, and the speed was too fast. Seeing what you said, I did something wrong? Then why did you freeze my credit card?"

"You don't have any artists now, so the company can't guarantee you, or you should find some artists as soon as possible. If the artist's level in the company reaches the third line, your credit card can be restored." Mi Keer said.

"Grandma no longer serves!" After working for Jisi Entertainment for seven years, she ended up like this. There is no need for her to stay.

Mi Keer coughed and said, "Miss Yang, the labor contract you signed with the company is for ten years. If it is not over, you need to pay 10 yuan in liquidated damages."

"Meng Papi!" Yang Ci turned off the phone after cursing, and cursed secretly, "Ye Buhang, you ruined my dream seven years ago, and you took my house seven years later, and I will cramp you if I see you , peel your skin, drink your blood!"

Ye Buhang trembled, should he leave Yang Ci as soon as possible?

"Qi Hai, it seems that I have no way to hire you, you should go back and beg, maybe I can only go begging with you." Yang Ci looked at Yang Si's villainous face, feeling unwilling and helpless.

Ye Buhang asked: "Is there anything you want to take away? Let me help you sort it out?"

"No need." Yang Ci said, "Let's go."

Ye Buhang pushed her down the elevator, the two of them were silent all the way.

Ye Buhang didn't ask until he reached the intersection of Qihai Road, "Which way should we go next?"

Yang Ci raised his head to look at Ye Buhang, if he wanted to say that his handsomeness belonged to someone who looked so good-looking at first glance, then he would secretly agree with him, if he looked at him third time, he would wish to hand over all the money in his pocket to him. Understand.

"Can you sing?" Yang Ci asked.

Ye Buhang nodded: "I took opera classes when I was young, and I know a little bit, but I can play the piano."

"Can you dance?" Yang Ci continued to ask.

"I can do ballroom dancing, not very good, but I can do tap dancing a little bit."

"Can you act?" Yang Ci asked.

Ye Buhang thought for a while, but still nodded. Zhou Kangshu called him the way of acting among officials in the prison. The expression acting among officials is much more exciting than in TV dramas.

"Only a few."

Yang Ci smiled expectantly and said: "Your appearance, your voice, your figure, not being a star is a great pity in the entertainment circle of country C! Can I be your manager?"

(End of this chapter)