China Entertainment 2000

As Zhou Yi's agent, Qian Jiang's painstaking relationship-building process was aborted after Zhou Yi said these words.

The co-author of Zhou Yi did not need his introduction at all, he had his own connections.

"No, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had such connections? Fortunately, I was worried that you might get into trouble with your style, so I wanted to help you build a good relationship with the people at CCTV. Maybe I could get some information in advance."

"You didn't even ask. How did I know you would still have this idea?"

Regarding his agent's complaints, Zhou Yi smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I know better than anyone the minefields that cannot be touched."

Don't talk about private life. As long as you don't make any principled mistakes, private life is nothing.

This thing is not a big deal even in the eyes of the older generation in the entertainment industry. Do they really think that these so-called old artists in the mainland are white lotuses?

If nothing else, just look at the tight man Zhao Zhongxiang, one of the CCTV cards, and he is still wearing a high hat after the accident.

"Okay, if that's the case, then you should pay more attention to yourself."

The plan in the schedule fell through, and Qian Jiang turned to arrange other things: "Ayi, you are participating in the global Chinese ranking, are your parents coming?

"If you want to come, I can help you contact the organizer and help arrange their entry quota and location."

Although his achievements in the past six months have been very dazzling, Zhou Yi is indeed a newcomer in the music world.

Judging from the timeline, this time being ranked on the Chinese Music Chart is the first awards ceremony that he has attended in person, which is of great commemorative significance.

As a considerate agent, Qian Jiang would naturally not forget Zhou Yi's parents at this time.

Zhou Yi, who understood what he meant, immediately thanked him: "I'll trouble you, Uncle Qian."

"Why are you being polite to me? We both prosper and suffer."

Qian Jiang smiled and patted Zhou Yi on the arm: "Okay, do you want to go to Warner Wheat Field or go home first?"

"Go home and rest first, and then go to Warner Wheat Field tomorrow."

As Warner's merged branch in the mainland, Warner Wheatfield can basically be said to be Zhou Yi's second home in the imperial capital. It's just that compared to the close relationship between him and Zhou Jianhui, he really doesn't know the current general manager of Warner Wheatfield very well.

What's more, Song Ke, the music director of Warner Wheatfield, also has a good friend Gao Xiaosong who often collaborates with him.

Zhou Yi, who didn't really want to see that idiot, would basically not be the same as when he was in Baodao when he was in the mainland. He would just hang out in the Warner Building when nothing happened.

It would be better to go to China Theater to find Cheng Fun and let her introduce him to beauties from China Theater or Nortel.

Oh, no.

Zhou Yi, who had just thought of this, slapped his head. Cheng Hao hadn't graduated yet. He had gone home for the winter vacation. Where--

"Dangdang! Not surprised, not surprised!"

When Zhou Yi returned to his home, as soon as he opened the door with the key, he suddenly heard two salutes accompanied by cheers ringing in his ears.

Cheng Hao, who had known during a phone chat with Zhou Yi earlier that he would return to the mainland today, held two open salute guns in his hands and smiled as brightly as a flower.

"Hello Cheng? Why are you still in the imperial capital? Aren't you going home for the New Year?"

The moment he saw the woman in front of him, Zhou Yi raised his hand to lift the debris from the fireworks above his head and raised his eyebrows in unspeakable surprise.

"Nonsense, the stock market is not going well. It's better for me to go home later, otherwise it will be easy for my parents to see that I am worried. I don't want them to know that most of my money is invested in the stock market."

As soon as Cheng Hao heard the man mention this, he rolled his eyes at him: "Is the NetEase you are talking about okay? If my wealth is lost, you have to be responsible for me, I tell you."

"How can I be responsible? Are you trying to blackmail me? I'm telling you, I'm a law student and can build a professional team for you in minutes. Don't even think about challenging me."

With a smile on his face, Zhou Yi casually threw his backpack on the coffee table and slumped directly into the sofa. He said in a pleasant tone: "It's definitely right to buy NetEase. Trust me, we can definitely drink this soup." Maybe I can still eat meat, after all, Warner has paid me part of the share."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I got a call from the director of "Pink Lady", twice."

Seeing that the man still had this determined expression, Chen Hao didn't take it seriously. At worst, they would lose together. Maybe Zhou Yi will be disappointed by this rare failure, and she can take advantage of it and take it directly.

"Twice? Why?"

"Because I refused."

After closing the door, Cheng Hao turned around and threw the salute gun in his hand at the man angrily: "You too, gave my number to some director without even looking at what type of person I am.

"Do I look like a heartthrob? How do I act like this?"

Zhou Yixue, who bent his elbows and half leaned on the sofa to support his body, said, "Aren't you always confident about your appearance? Why are you not confident anymore? Aren't you the chosen one?"

"Thank you for looking up to me and choosing me as a heartthrob. I feel ashamed even saying this."

A simple off-white turtleneck sweater accentuated Cheng Hao's curves the moment she sat down. Her feet under blue slim jeans were wrapped in black cotton socks, and her nimble toes were twisting in the fur slippers. : “What’s more, I have to prepare for the humanities exam in the second half of the year.

"There are regulations in the arts. People cannot go out to film in the first year after passing the exam."

"What are you afraid of? You don't have any movie dates right now. As for the comic plot of Pink Girl, no matter how you adapt it, it can be filmed in half a year. I even doubt it will take that long."

"Besides, the director said that there is still a scene in Pink Girl that needs to be filmed at RB. He probably thought that I would like public travel as much as you do."

Nowadays, Cheng Hao, who is not short of money, is no longer as obsessed with making money from filming as he was two years ago.

Her ambition was not very strong to begin with, but she let herself go even more when the pressure was gone.

Zhou Yi, who was suddenly lying on his back, rolled his eyes at her: "Speak nicely and don't take me with you. I'm not traveling at official expense."

"Hmm, I believe it."

Seeing the man groaning, Cheng Hao's eyebrows arched, and while he was noncommittal, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "By the way, you are coming back to attend that award ceremony this time. Can I go in with you to visit?"

"Yes, yes, but are you sure you want to go with me?"

After hearing this, Zhou Yi turned his head and just lay on the sofa looking at her sitting directly opposite him, with a bit of amusement between his eyebrows and eyes: "Then don't I suffer a loss?"

"As expected, you are still so shameless."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Cheng Hao, who was laughing, shook his head: "I heard that there will be many big directors appearing at that award ceremony, such as Zhang Yimou, Tang Jili, and Jiang Wen.

"You know, I'm an actor."

Zhou Yi curled his lips disdainfully: "You are a shitty actor. I have never seen an actor like you. He is too lazy to take the roles that are offered to him."

"To be honest, there is a difference between a big director and a small director. Even Jiang Wen has long been famous." Cheng Hao, who had already prepared a draft, dealt with it calmly.

Xiaomi, as far as she knows this man, she won't lose in a fight if she is prepared and has a plan.

Looking up into Cheng Hao's eyes, Zhou Yi, who was silent for a moment, suddenly grinned and said, "Okay, since you are so sincere."

On January 17, the global Chinese music chart ranking ceremony was held.

Chen Hao, who was wearing a pure black noble dress with carved patterns, had a tense expression on her face, and was followed by Zhou Yi, who was grinning from ear to ear in a white suit.

"Still laughing! Still laughing! Zhou Yi! You didn't tell me that my uncle and aunt would come!"

"Nonsense, I have to tell you in advance where can I see your embarrassing look just now. Tit for tat, Cheng Hao, do you still remember how embarrassed I was in front of your parents last year. It's not that I don't retaliate, but when Not yet arrived.”

Zhou Yi, who was grinning happily, was still having a friendly and calm interaction with Cheng Hao. On the other side of the entrance hall, Sun Yanzi, who was wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket and said goodbye to his agent Chen Zeshan, stood out from the crowd like a chicken. A normal man——

In order to find an acquaintance, Sun Yanzi quickly came up behind the man, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Zhou Yi!"

The two people who were still chatting turned back together, and Cheng Hao also saw the uninvited guest who had disturbed him.

"Sun Yanzi? Why are you still wearing a big cotton-padded jacket?"

"Of course it's because it's cold outside."

Sun Yanzi, who was not afraid of strangers, rubbed his hands, then stretched out his hand to the woman next to Zhou Yi, introduced himself with a smile: "Hello, my name is Sun Yanzi, from Singapore."

"Hello, my name is Cheng Hao."

Cheng Hao, who recognized this woman as one of Warner's twin stars, was also very enthusiastic.

After all, there has never been any scandal with Zhou Yi.