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Chu Qiu blankly followed Zhang Dali and Zhou Yixing to finish the meal, and ran to Qi Tianrui's office to get the signature board.

Qi Tianrui looked behind Chu Qiu and asked him, "Where is Dali?"

Chu Qiu carefully wrapped the signature board, and replied, "Meeting."

Zhang Dali sent Chu Qiu to Qi Tianrui's office not far away, and was hurriedly dragged to the meeting, and told Chu Qiu's route before leaving.

Chu Qiu was very familiar with the structure of Fenghuang Entertainment, and came very smoothly without any surprises.

Qi Tianrui felt that this was simply a godsend opportunity: "I will send you back."

Chu Qiu paused and looked up at Mr. Qi who had already stood up.

"Brother Qi..." he yelled uneasily, a little embarrassed, "Brother Dali asked Zhou Yixing to give me away."

Qi Tianrui was taken aback.

"Zhou Yixing?"

Chu Qiu thought for a while, and explained, "Let's eat together."

Chu Qiu obediently touched Zhou Yixing's head, Zhou Yixing happily gave him a whole bag of white rabbit toffee, and by the way, he had dinner with Zhang Dali.

Zhang Dali was taken away for a meeting, and before leaving, he asked Zhou Yixing to send Chu Qiu back.

Qi Tianrui wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

I really misunderstood you Vigorously.

Qi Tianrui thought blankly.

You are a professional pig teammate who is dragging his feet.

Mr. Qi nodded reservedly and waved his hand: "Be careful."

Chu Qiu wrapped the signature board and smiled at Qi Tianrui. After thanking him, he turned around and pushed open the office door.

"Wait!" Qi Tianrui shouted to Chu Qiu, opened his wallet, drew a credit card from a pile of cards, and handed it to Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu was taken aback, took two steps back, and stared at Qi Tianrui.

Mr. Qi was a little helpless.

In fact, he wanted to domineeringly say to Chu Qiu "just brush it", but Qi Tianrui knew very well that Chu Qiu would never accept such an unprovoked gift.

Mr. Qi sighed softly in his heart, met Chu Qiu's gaze, and said calmly: "The account is calculated in your future income. Your aunt's illness is more important."

Chu Qiu looked down at the card in Qi Tianrui's hand, and then at Qi Tianrui, who had a calm face. After a daze, he recovered and reached out to take the card.

Holding the card and signature board, he stood at the door of the office helplessly, opened his mouth to say something, but his voice disappeared under Qi Tianrui's gaze.

Finally, Chu Qiu sniffed and whimpered slightly.

"…thanks."

He seems to have been grateful these days.

Thank Qi Tianrui, thank Zhang Dali, and thank God for allowing him to do it again.

Chu Qiu's breath was a little unstable, with a little dumb cry.

He repeated: "Thank you."

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu, who was muffled with his head drooping, and when he heard the crying, he was instantly at a loss.

After a long time, he raised his hand and fell on Chu Qiu's shoulder.

The wide palm patted Chu Qiu's shoulder: "It will be fine."

Chu Qiu sniffed and nodded.

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu's red eyes and stretched out his hand to rub it, but Chu Qiu himself took the lead.

Mr. Qi calmly retracted his hand halfway up, and his voice softened: "Go back, be careful on the road."

Chu Qiu responded, rubbed his eyes and walked out of Qi Tianrui's office. When he left, he carefully closed the door.

The "click" sound when the lock closed was extremely soft, but Qi Tianrui took a deep breath following the sound, picked up the phone and called Zhang Dali.

As a friend, there is no tacit understanding!

Zhang Dali, how did you become a kid!

Qi Tianrui sat back on the chair and thought angrily while looking at the documents on the table.

And Zhou Yixing!

Believe it or not, I will deduct your salary!

Zhou Yixing didn't know Qi Tianrui's sinister intentions. He sat at the top of the stairs and waited for Chu Qiu without an image. He also felt a little bit of excitement peeking into Qi Tianrui's little secret.

He heard the footsteps, looked back and saw Chu Qiu coming, stood up and patted his pants.

"Is it about to sign a contract?" Zhou Yixing sat in the driver's seat and turned to look at Chu Qiu who was buckling his seat belt.

Chu Qiu paused, nodded, and reported the address of the dormitory.

"I don't like to talk so much, it will be very hard to run publicity in the future." Zhou Yixing started the car and said casually, "It is better to exercise."

Chu Qiu fastened his seat belt and looked up at Zhou Yixing in the driver's seat.

They were not familiar with each other, Chu Qiu didn't know what should be said, so he just held the signature board and looked at Zhou Yixing eagerly.

Zhou Yixing's personality does not conflict with the external image, he is cheerful and talkative, generous and frank, and just like his brother, he can't stop talking.

When the crew runs publicity, they like to bring this kind of eloquent and discerning people. Chu Qiu has always been envious of people with this kind of personality.

Zhou Yixing had a very good impression of Chu Qiu. He probably saw more of those newcomers who got high-level blue eyes and couldn't wait for their tails to rise to the sky. For the newcomers who asked and answered Chu Qiu's question and answer, they were not much and well-behaved, even if they weren't from Qi Tianrui. Relationship, he was very willing to help when he encountered it.

The car stopped downstairs in Chu Qiu's dormitory. Zhou Yixing glanced at Chu Qiu who was unbuckling the seat belt from the rearview mirror, paused, and called him.

Chu Qiu raised his head after hearing the sound.

Zhou Yixing waved to him: "Lean your head closer."

Chu Qiu looked at Zhou Yixing for two seconds, and moved forward slightly.

"Tomorrow I have a very important audition." Zhou Yixing reached out and touched Chu Qiu's head with a pious expression, "Luck."

Today, Chu Qiu, who was slapped with his head several times, was silent for a while, and finally whispered a blessing, "The audition went well."

This is the first time that Chu Qiu has spoken apart from reporting his address on the road.

"The voice is so nice, it's a pity not to say more." Zhou Yixing sighed with such emotion, retracted his hand, watched Chu Qiu enter the dormitory, and drove away.

Zhang Dali's movements were quick, and after three days passed, he informed Chu Qiu that he could move to the new dormitory.

Although Chu Qiu said that he did not need help when moving, Zhang Dali ran to pick up Chu Qiu on the same day because of the mentality of the old mother trained by Qi Tianrui.

When Zhang Dali arrived, Chu Qiu had just bundled up the quilt, only a few bits and pieces of books and materials had not been packed.

Zhang Dalibang had a big waist, just like a robbery. When Chu Qiu was still in a daze because of his arrival, he picked up the bedding that Chu Qiu had packed and left.

Chu Qiu: "..."

Chu Qiu watched Zhang Dali who had entered the elevator, slowly returned to the room, poured a glass of cold water for Zhang Dali and put it on the small table, and continued to squat aside to sort out the small objects.

Zhang Dali came up again and saw the water on the small table with a smile on his face.

He wiped his sweat, picked up the cup and looked at Chu Qiu with his hands and feet, and said, "The contract can be signed the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Chu Qiu nodded, not surprised.

Zhang Dali drank his mouth: "I met Zhou Yixing yesterday, and he asked me to ask you if he would be interested in being his radio guest this weekend."

Chu Qiu turned his head to look at Zhang Dali, stunned.

"Radio?"

Zhang Dali nodded: "Zhou Yixing's."

Zhou Yixing studied broadcasting and hosting at university, and later joined Fenghuang Entertainment as a singer group debut. After his brother ran away on his own, he transformed into an actor, which can also be said to be experienced and versatile.

Over the years, he has been going round and round, and he has never let go of the station where he is the anchor from beginning to end. It is precisely because of the existence of the station that has a strong interaction with fans, even if he repeatedly transforms and toss, his popularity is still as stable as Mount Tai.

"He said that he took your luck and the audition went smoothly. It just happened that there were no scheduled guests this weekend, so he wanted to see if you had any intentions." Zhang Dali explained.

Chu Qiu didn't comment on Ceng Luck. He just shook his head: "It's not appropriate."

"I also don't think it is right now." Zhang Dali agreed with this. "But I think it would be good if you go as a friend every now and then. Exercise more."

Chu Qiu nodded, and took the tape to seal the boxes full of small objects.

Zhang Dali has picked up his suitcase.

There were very few things in Chu Qiu's suitcase, and its lightness was about the same as that of students who had returned home for the National Day.

Zhang Dali carried the box and waited for Chu Qiu to lock the door.

The elevator not far away rang, and two people walked out.

Chu Qiu took out the key, squatted down and hugged the big cardboard box on the ground.

The two men stopped in front of them.

Chu Qiu looked up, and at a glance he saw his agent who was always braving as if the country owed him 8 million, and behind him was the hero of the idol drama whose role Chu Qiu had been knocked out of.

The agent's eyes were contemptuous, and he swept across Chu Qiu, smiling at Zhang Dali, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Dali nodded politely.

"Come to pick up Chu Qiu?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Dali didn't want to speak very much, so he nodded again.

The agent smiled, "Then Chu Qiu should be happy? Chu Qiu is a good boy, but he is not very obedient. I wish you a happy cooperation in the future."

"Thank you, and I wish you prosperous martial arts." Zhang Dali smiled without a smile, meaning something, "Thank you so much for your memory of our Xiaoqiu."

In many cases, in addition to mutual support, brokers talk about each other, and they say that they are separated by two belly eighteen turns, and a single sentence can interpret several meanings.

Zhang Dali made it clear that before he mocked this person, the result of putting Chu Qiu's material on it turned his body into anger.

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at the man's expression. He took the cardboard box in Chu Qiu's arms, motioned for Chu Qiu to pick up the suitcase, and turned away.

Chu Qiu looked at Zhang Dali's back, then looked at the agent with a calm face, and a male celebrity who had nothing to do with him.

He thought for a while, hung the room key in his hand on the doorknob, pulled the suitcase, and trot all the way to keep up with Zhang Dali.

Zhang Dali felt that he had no need to be angry with that kind of person, but when he saw Chu Qiu, whose expression had not changed at all, he was a little angry. The kid didn't have any temper.

Isn't it bullying that people are let go from now on?

"Why didn't you talk just now?" Zhang Dali asked.

Chu Qiu was putting his suitcase in the trunk of the car, and was stunned when he heard this.

Zhang Dali helped him put it in place, covered the back cover of the car, and said: "In the future, if you encounter this kind of irony in front of you in the future, you just go back, what's the matter for me..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dali got stuck for a moment. He thought of the call that Qi Tianrui had called two days ago to accuse him of dragging his legs back. He coughed slightly and forcibly brought Mr. Qi out of the mirror.

"I and Qi Tianrui will carry it for you!"

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