Wife's number one black fan

The winter night in Xiuhua village is quiet and cold.

In an inn, several dark lights, bamboo leaves swaying in front of the court, and wooden door frames blowing.

"This door has been badly damaged recently. Otherwise, ask a carpenter to repair it tomorrow?" Li Youqing stood at the door and poked the wooden door. He asked anxiously.

Recently, due to the large passenger flow of the inn, many buildings are inevitably bumped and suffered a certain degree of loss.

Wooden doors, in particular, are often pushed around, belonging to buildings that have been seriously damaged.

"Where can I use this? Find a carpenter. I'll knock it with a hammer." Liang Liang, with a toothpick in his mouth, goes back to his room to get a hammer.

"Can you really?"

"Of course."

Liangliang turns back with a hammer and a box of nails, squats next to the wooden door and starts to work. Li Youqing helps hold the wooden door to keep it from moving.

Jiangbei sat at the dinner table eating meat and drinking wine. He looked leisurely.

In fact, being a man should be like him. Women have to do all the cooking and washing. The old man just enjoys his clothes, reaches out his hand and opens his mouth. It is worth it in the world.

"Yiliu ~"

A small Baijiu down.

Happy.

Um.

It's just that the wine is a little bitter. I have to take a la carte.

"Dong Dong ~ ~"

"Dong Dong ~"

It has to be said that Zhang jiuliang, the king of gambling, could do anything except gambling. He steadied the wooden door by three times and five times and two, which won Li Youqing's appreciation.

"Yes! Craftsman. "

"These are simple skills necessary for life. You can't just say that you are too spoiled." Cool make complaints about hammer and nails, return to seat and sit down, Tucao road.

Li Youqing didn't refute either. He sat down opposite and said with deep meaning, "since you are full of life skills, you might as well be my assistant."

Assistant?

Jiang Bei, who was already seven minutes drunk, felt a move in his heart and asked, "are you going to sign a brokerage company?"

Li Youqing nodded and replied, "of course, otherwise who will find you resources to make a variety album."

To be a star, it is essential to sign up for a brokerage company, because many resources in the entertainment industry will not be sent to the door when you are angry.

For example, for a variety show, most of the resources of the TV station will be allocated to the business partners who often cooperate with the TV station, and only a few will consider looking for the current topical artists in the entertainment industry. Because this is conducive to deepening the cooperative relationship between the two sides.

Another example is when you are a singer. If you don't sign a contract with a company, it's difficult to let those famous lyrics and songs write words and music for you, and you can't even get in touch with that circle at all.

This is especially true for film and television dramas. In addition to the company's resources, there are all kinds of complex circles. Generally, artists in the same circle will take more care of them, and those outside the circle will be a little excluded.

Therefore, if an artist doesn't have a signing company in the entertainment industry and wants to fight for resources by himself, it's as difficult as heaven.

"Who do you want to sign?" When it comes to serious things, Jiangbei doesn't drink anymore. He takes out a paper towel to wipe his mouth and asks casually.

"Several companies are in contact. It looks good, but the signing period is too long. It's five or ten years. It's worrying." Li Youqing muttered and complained.

This signing period is actually very normal, because after signing an artist, the brokerage company needs to spend a lot of money and time to cultivate. Sometimes it is normal for an artist to have been in the brokerage company for two or three years before he is a debut.

Therefore, if the signing period of the brokerage company is not long, wouldn't it be disastrous if the contract expires just after the artist is trained to be famous?

Even if we can continue to renew the contract, the treatment before and after signing is also very different.

Jiangbei nodded silently when he heard the speech, wondering whether to let Li comfortable sign Li Youqing.

After all, if Li Youqing could sign a contract with Yihe film and television entertainment, it would be equivalent to binding her with a paper contract. When the company is not giving resources, has the final say?

This is feasible.

Only in terms of the current strength of Yihe film and television entertainment, Li Youqing may not be able to see it.

The only competitive advantage is in terms of signing years and treatment.

"I'm not going to be your assistant." At this time, Liangliang also made a statement and rejected Li Youqing's proposal.

"It's good to be an assistant. You can know a lot of stars and make money." Li Youqing continued to bewitch.

Liang Liang was playing with his mobile phone and was about to shake his head and refuse. Suddenly, he felt kicked. Zhang jiuliang, who was smart in an instant, immediately responded and replied, "how much is a month?"

"Five hundred." Li Youqing glanced at Jiangbei, picked up a grape and ate it.

"Five hundred? Our waiter is five thousand a month! " Liangliang was not happy at once, patted the table and shouted.

"Five hundred and five thousand is a round for you. I'd like to give you more, but do you think your brother will let you take so much money? " Li Youqing ate the grapes and smiled back.

Zhang jiuliang, the gambling king, felt that it was the same thing.

The last time I made mood Inn, my brother took away 200000 yuan in the name of "keeping it for you". Even the recent revenue in the inn is the same. Poor Xiao Liang still takes only 200 yuan of pocket money every month, humble and pitiful.

Well... Speaking of it, my sister-in-law hasn't given her 300000.

This cruel couple is an obstacle for the gambler to turn over!

"OK, five hundred is five hundred, but all expenses have to be reported."

Anyway, I have to promise. It's good to earn 500 yuan more every month. At least we dare to bet 500 yuan a game with others, don't we?

"No problem. I'll take the post after I sign up with the brokerage company."

In this way, Liangliang was inserted into Li Youqing as an agent.

But it's not over.

After having supper in the mood Inn, the couple drove back to Arcadia's home and went to wash them. Jiangbei was preparing to go back to the house to sleep, but Li Youqing was put on the sofa with a mask.

"Beibei, why don't you come and help me and be my agent."

agent?

Jiangbei frowned and thought about Li Youqing's intention.

Do you want to pull him into the entertainment industry?

Or humiliating him?

"I heard elder sister Sui Xi say that the agent is the artist's closest helper and must be selected carefully."

"Aren't brokers arranged by brokerage companies? And you're not afraid I'll make trouble for you when I become an agent? "

Although this proposal is more favorable to Jiangbei, he still has to test Li Youqing's real purpose.

"It doesn't matter. I can indicate this before signing with the brokerage company. If they don't agree, I'd rather refuse to sign. As for whether you will make trouble... "Speaking of this, Li Youqing raised his leg and naturally put it on his leg. He rubbed it and said," we have an appointment with a gentleman. If you make trouble, I can not abide by the agreement. "

This girl is really calculating.

"OK, I promised." Jiangbei pretended to hesitate for a while and replied.

The reason why he promised was simple.

With the help of his career as an agent, Li Youqing can be held back. In addition, he can monitor her dynamics at any time to avoid something beyond his control.

"It's very kind of you, Beibei." Li Youqing scratched his thigh with his toes.

Jiangbei looked down at the white and tender feet and couldn't help holding them.

One hand is soft and feels extremely comfortable.

Li Youqing did not seem to resist. He closed his eyes and lay on the sofa with a mask on his face.

There seems to be a play?

Just when he thought he could move his hand up through his pajamas, the voice of abuse suddenly sounded: "you can't drink, and you can't win. How do you mean to keep going inside?"

This is true and a little hurtful. Jiangbei took off his legs and walked towards his room with a black face.

Walking to the door of the room, he suddenly stopped, took a look at Li Youqing on the sofa, quietly walked to the wine rack and walked a bottle of red wine into the house.

"Rest early."

"Creak ~"

The door of the room was closed. Li Youqing, lying on the sofa, raised his mobile phone. The screen reflected the door of Jiangbei.

"Silly, the wine is 52 degrees. I don't think you have a headache tomorrow."

……

The aftertaste of Baijiu is indeed enough.