The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"What do you mean?" Yan Ziheng condensed his eyebrows.

"Literally, the executives of Diyu Entertainment noticed you through these two games. I think you are in line with Diyu's standards in all aspects except that you are slightly older, so I want you to join Diyu. In terms of conditions , You can mention it whatever you want, how about?"

You can mention conditions at will. This is a rare opportunity for any newcomer.

No one would refuse such a good opportunity, no one would refuse Diyu.

"Sorry, not interested." Except for Yan Ziheng.

The agent seemed to have never expected that Yan Ziheng would refuse so decisively, "If you think about it, stay in Huanyu Entertainment, you may not be popular for the rest of your life. However, joining Diyu is different, and your future will be a whole lot. Easy. As long as you agree, we can take you to Diyu to sign the contract now. At the same time, we will also help you pay the liquidated damages of Huanyu."

Seeing the agent's confident look, Yan Ziheng laughed out, "I'm sorry, I wonder if you made a mistake, I am not interested in Diyu, I am an artist of Huanyu."

"It's you who made the mistake!" The agent sullened his face. He had never seen someone so ignorant of admiration. "Finally, I'll give you a chance and answer me if you think about it."

Yan Ziheng looked at the other party solemnly, "First of all, I am not an artist under your hand, and you are not qualified to speak to me in this tone. Secondly, I will not go! The second youngest of Lao Zi Jiangcheng Yanjia, you go to inquire, and then come to me. This is bragging to me! Lao Tzu, what's your money?"

After speaking, Yan Ziheng pushed open the bathroom door and walked out coldly.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to speak out his identity as the rich second generation in public. No way, I really can't look down on the agent's arrogance.

In the bathroom, Pu Gong’s agent was stunned, and he actually took out his mobile phone and searched for the words Jiangcheng Yanjia.

Then, several pieces of information were displayed.

One of them made the agent stare.

"Jiangshan Manor Villa? I'll go!" Isn't that a place that the rich and powerful people can't buy even if they want to buy it?

So awesome?

The agent was annoyed, and knew that this method of digging a corner to break up the Huanyu band would not work.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened again, and the agent thought Yan Ziheng had figured it out and came back. As a result, it was another person who came in.

The agent lowered his head in disappointment, and was about to leave, but the man who came in called out for him.

"Please... please wait..." the man said, and he could be heard from his voice, he was very nervous.

"What's the matter?" The agent was impatient.

"I want to join Diyu Entertainment." The person said.

The agent looked at each other and said mercilessly, "It's up to you? Is there a fan base? Are you handsome? What else can you do besides playing a guitar? There are many talents in Diyu Entertainment. The key is to look good. handsome!"

Facing the agent’s straightforward humiliation, the man gritted his teeth, “I’ll trade things with you, as long as I can join Diyu Entertainment!”

"Oh?" The agent raised his eyes, obviously in interest, "What, show it out?"

The man hesitated, but at the moment when the agent frowned and showed impatience, he took out his mobile phone. I opened one of the photos, it was a photo of a score, "I exchanged the score of the third round of Huanyu Band."

The agent wanted to get the mobile phone, but was avoided by the other party and had to look directly like that.

However, the moment he saw the score, his eyes changed, "Is this really your third round song?"