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

Chapter 8
Hearing Yang Ci's words, Ye Buhang staggered a little while standing on the flat ground, he is a star?

Rumor has it that the dignified young master of the Ye family has become a star, so he must not be buried to death by the old man?But he felt that the only way to help Yang Ci now was to do that, after all, he couldn't return to Ye's house for the time being, and he couldn't use Ye Shao's identity.

"But my singing is definitely not comparable to those real singers." Ye Buhang retreated.

Yang Ci grinned and said, "It's okay, you are handsome! Being handsome is the root of everything, just standing there will be attracted by your appearance, whether you sing well or dance well is not important at all. , you sign a contract with me!"

"But I don't have ID."

Yang Ci held his hand and said, "Fingerprints and DNA are enough."

Along the way, Ye Buhang was thinking about how to refuse to enter the entertainment industry, thinking that even he himself could not find a reason to refuse.

It wasn't until he entered the gate of Jisi Entertainment and Yang Ci's office that he felt that this matter was inevitable.

Yang Ci printed out the contract and handed it to Ye Buhang, "Qi Hai, take a good look to see if there are any clauses that need to be revised. Don't worry, I will mold you into a youthful idol with positive energy, and I will never agree with you. spread rumors about you."

Ye Buhang picked up the pen and signed Qi Hai's name.

The first thing Yang Ci did was log on to his Weibo account and change his accreditation, Qi Hai's manager.

"Is there a Weibo?" Yang Ci asked.

"No." Ye Buhang has never liked this kind of public platform since he was almost served by Internet mobs for eighteen generations on Weibo.

Yang Ci registered one for him and said, "Next, I will help you manage Weibo and other content."

"Thump!" There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." Yang Ci said.

The person who came in was Quanyou, a manager under Jisi Entertainment, and there was a boy group under him. They had a lot of fans in China. They belonged to third-tier artists in Jisi Entertainment, and their manager level was medium.

Quanyou looked at Yang Ci's set of pajamas and said, "Why did you come out to work in this outfit after being abandoned by Kun Jin? I heard from the legal department that you signed a new contract with an artist?"

"Why are you coming to grab me?" Yang Ci raised his eyes and asked.

Quanyou glanced at Ye Buhang, "You have the skills, this kind of goods will be a cash cow if you build them well!"

Yang Ci couldn't stand Quan's utilitarianism, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"I know you are short of money recently. Let me introduce you to someone. Qi Dong, the youngest son of the Qi family, the richest man in Linhai City, has a lot of money. He just likes to be a star. I have enough artists here, so I will give it to you. I heard that you have a credit card. Being frozen, Qidong is a good way for you to earn money now." Quan said with a face that fell into Qian's eyes.

"Qi Dong?" Yang Ci had no impression, but she knew that Quan You would never be so kind, and there was definitely something wrong with this Qi Dong.

"Qi Dong, come in." Quan You called out.

Yang Ci looked at Qi Dong's appearance and even spit out the sweet potatoes from last night. His face was full of black spots, he was fat and tight, and he was carrying a guitar on his back. It's scary, it's okay in broad daylight, but at night half my life will be gone."

Ye Buhang hurriedly pulled her along and said, "Speak well, don't you feel bad when people say you are disabled? Don't be those people who make you hate."

Yang Ci thought about it, felt that what Qi Hai said was reasonable, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm just kidding, don't be upset, can you talk about guitar?"

Qi Dongwenwen quietly took down the guitar and played it in front of him. The sound was like the sound of heaven when he opened his mouth.

This kind of dolphin sound came from a man, Yang Ci would not believe it even if he killed him, but seeing is believing.

"Qi Dong, are you willing to be my artist?" Yang Ci said sincerely this time, it was not about money, but about dreams, and this voice was enough to attract more people's attention.

(End of this chapter)