Chapter 57
Chapter 57
Fu Sheng looked at his Weibo, and without his knowledge, he had already sent a response, and even pretended to interact with the program group and a certain guest surnamed Xiang.
Fu Sheng: "..."
"The social account is jointly operated by the artist and the company. You have to get used to this kind of scene in the future." Mr. Yang said calmly.
Fu Sheng took a deep breath, she has been in the industry for so many years, of course she knows that the brokerage company will sometimes take over the social accounts of artists, and even before Fu Sheng became famous, he didn't even bother to run social accounts by himself, and handed over the full authority to her well-paid public opinion guru manipulation, but...
"I understand the truth, but why Xiang Wan?"
"Why is Xiang Wan on this show?" Fu Sheng asked.
"Are you unhappy, Xiangwan? I thought you two had a good relationship." Mr. Yang raised his eyebrows, as if Fu Sheng was asking the question knowingly.
Fu Sheng couldn't say she was unhappy, she was that... rare... flustered.
As the person concerned, Fu Sheng got the news not much earlier than the majority of netizens. It was the afternoon when the news was released. She drew the curtains as before, and told herself for the 352nd time that this was the last time like a thief at home. , and then clicked on the latest video on the "Late Voice" CP topic square.
Zhao Jingya, who was beside Mr. Yang, suddenly sent a document. It was Secretary Zhao who had been going in and out with Mr. Yang and helped Fu Sheng settle the rental contract.
She has always done things properly, this time she even kindly helped Fu Sheng highlight the guest list, successfully scaring off Fu Sheng's phone.
At that moment, Fu Sheng's heart beat faster.
Looking at the positioning of this variety show, especially bringing Fu Sheng and Xiang Wan together, it is inevitable that they will be tied up to play some hype. Originally, Fu Sheng is nothing, but I don’t know if it’s because the recent CP videos are a little bit Many, Fu Sheng felt like a frightened bird now.
"I don't agree." Fu Sheng refused bluntly.
Secretary Zhao: "?"
Secretary Zhao asked Fu Sheng for advice in a very businesslike manner: "Is there anything dissatisfied with this project, Mr. Fu?"
Fu Sheng: "I refuse to tie up with Xiang Wan for hype."
"But you are doing this, and this is also an important part of Mr. Yang's next development plan for you." Secretary Zhao saw blood for a while.
As a result of arguing with Secretary Zhao, Fu Sheng was respectfully invited to Mr. Yang's office the next day. The first thing Mr. Yang said when he saw Fu Sheng was to promise her with a smile: "Everything is negotiable."
Still discussing a ghost?
Since late last night, the official Weibo of the program group has spread on the Internet. Countless CP fans with knives on their bodies rushed into Fu Sheng's Weibo to verify, and Fu Sheng was waiting in line in despair for Mr. Yang interview.
Then, Fu Sheng watched her cheerful response on Weibo, and interacted back and forth with Xiang Wan, and she knew that she had been tricked by Mr. Yang, the vicious capitalist again.
Now, can she still refuse?
Secretary Zhao, who was wearing a formal lady's suit, brought tea. She even buttoned the collar of her shirt tightly, smiled politely at Fu Sheng, and then stood in the corner three steps away from the two of them like an AI.
Fu Sheng glanced at Secretary Zhao. This woman maintained a delicate sense of professionalism from head to toe, while Mr. Yang, who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, preferred loose cotton and linen cardigans. In comparison, Mr. Yang is as relaxed as if he is on vacation.
Fu Sheng glanced at Secretary Zhao again, seeing that Mr. Yang had no intention of telling her to avoid her at all, he immediately understood that Secretary Zhao was regarded by Mr. Yang as his confidant.
No wonder the two cooperated so tacitly in cheating Fu Sheng.
"So, I'm really curious, why are you so resistant to Xiang Wan?" Boss Yang propped his chin with one hand, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"You should know that CP fans are very popular now, and your Fang Qiaohe has become a BE, and you have just abused a wave of fans. At this time, you should quickly sell your fans, otherwise you will not be able to cry when they climb the wall and go to another house." Yang Yang Always be persuasive.
Fu Sheng was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I don't accept it."
She made many excuses for herself, such as not wanting to be kidnapped by fans, worrying about affecting her screen image, and even being suspected of having an ambiguous relationship with Xiang Wan.
Mr. Yang just said: "You are all Omega, everyone knows that the so-called CP is just a fake, why are you in such a panic?"
Yes, why is she in such a panic?
Fu Sheng also wanted to be as straightforward as she was on the set last month, but now she suspects that she is not very straightforward...
Just... who said that two Omegas are impossible, she sees that the grains produced by those wives are quite delicious...
Fu Sheng is a person who is easily affected by emotions. After staying in a role for a long time, she will involuntarily lean towards the identity of that role. Day and night on the set, Fu Sheng is affected by Fang Qiaohe's emotions, In some moments, Xiang Wan, who played the role of the eldest princess, felt a throbbing beyond friendship.
In particular, that night, Xiang Wan used a sleepy voice to voice Fu Sheng, and without any explanation, she reserved every dream and morning for the rest of her life.
At that moment, Fu Sheng even had the urge to do as she wished.
Fortunately, this impulse stopped the car in time. The next day, Fu Sheng recognized Xiang Wan's indifferent attitude, only to realize that she was the only one affected by the role.
Coincidentally, Fang Qiaohe in the play also gradually saw the true face of the eldest princess, and developed resentment towards the eldest princess.
At that time, Fu Sheng finally pulled himself out of Fang Qiaohe's shadow resolutely, and examined the relationship between her and Xiang Wan's colleagues with the eyes of an adult.
She finally got married, she finally got out of Fang Qiaohe's love-hate vortex, and then...
She opened the door to a new world.
Fu Sheng was sure that Fang Qiaohe could no longer influence her, and now she was completely to blame.
She needs another period of time to cool herself down, but she seems to be poisoned, and she is firmly attached to those weird videos and novels. Now even when she sees the name Xiang Wan, she will subconsciously think of certain things. Indescribable plot.
No way!
"I'm...not very able to face Xiang Wan..." It was the first time that Fu Sheng was so embarrassed in front of Mr. Yang.
"Do you have any conflicts? Do you hate her?" Mr. Yang asked.
"No!" Fu Sheng answered quickly without thinking.
"In that case..." Mr. Yang leaned back in his chair and smiled slightly.
"The contract has been signed. This is a very good resource. I could have given the opportunity to be on this show to a rising artist in my hand, but I gave it to you." Mr. Yang picked up the cup of tea on the table, He took a sip unhurriedly.
"Fu Sheng, I have always thought you are a professional actor. You have a kind of hard work that I am familiar with. I thought you could put work at the top like me."
Mr. Yang paused, and swallowed the tea: "You did promise so at the beginning."
"If we Omega want to stand at the same height as others, we need to make more efforts. It is unfair, but unfortunately we live in such an era. I hope that through the efforts of our generation, future Omega children choose their own lives."
"At that time, they could play with dolls if they wanted, and join the army as long as they wanted." When Mr. Yang said this, there was a hint of longing on his face.
"But if you say you can't do it now, I won't force it," Mr. Yang put the teacup on the table, staring into Fu Sheng's eyes, "You decide for yourself."
Fu Sheng's chest rose and fell, following Mr. Yang's words, she thought of herself once.
She climbed up step by step from squatting at the entrance of the film and television city and acting as a dead body. Her start was far more difficult than Fu Sheng in this world. When she had no resources, she once acted as a psychopathic murderer in a local TV drama. Worked as a 24-hour window girl in a reality show that was too muddled.
She has survived the embarrassment and embarrassment of being surrounded by people like a monkey. Could it be that she is afraid to face Xiang Wan now because of her little thoughts?
Fu Sheng clenched his fingers, pursed his lips and struggled for a while.
"It's just that I've been too idle recently, and I'm a little crazy." She comforted herself in her heart.
Just friends, don't think too much.
"I didn't think carefully, and I obeyed the company's decision." Fu Sheng took a deep breath and said.
"But I have a request. If the company needs to requisition my social account, it's best to tell me in advance."
"That's easy to say." Mr. Yang smiled like an old fox.
"This permission can be opened to you. You can operate your own social account and interact with fans. I believe you can handle it well."
Fu Sheng finally picked up the cup of tea in front of her and took a sip. She had already recovered. The loopholes in Mr. Yang's words were too obvious: "This is not a benefit given to me, but my power. My account is originally It’s mine, give me back what belongs to me, that’s what it should be.”
"Mr. Yang, we are a cooperative relationship, so you don't have to play so much on me." Fu Sheng stood up and shook hands with Mr. Yang.
"Since the contract is signed, I will record the program well, so Mr. Yang doesn't have to worry."
After saying that, Fu Sheng strode out of Mr. Yang's office without waiting for Secretary Zhao to help her open the door, leaving Mr. Yang silently looking at her unrestrained back.
Mr. Yang laughed: "She really has a bad temper."
"Aren't you the same back then?"
After Fu Sheng left, Secretary Zhao sat down on the sofa next to Mr. Yang grandly. She drank the half cup of tea left by Mr. Yang, and then piled some disposable cups left by Fu Sheng on top of the empty cups.
The movements are natural, just like tidying up the living room after entertaining guests at home.
"So I was so rebellious back then?" Mr. Yang pinched his brows, as if he was extremely tired.
"Don't move, let me lean on." Mr. Yang expertly found a comfortable position on Secretary Zhao's shoulder and closed his eyes to lean on. Secretary Zhao really stopped the movement of his hands and honestly let her rest on it.
Mr. Yang only slept for three hours last night.
Secretary Zhao sighed secretly in her heart, she slowly stretched out her other hand, brushed away the loose hair on the back of Mr. Yang's neck, and rubbed it gently.
Outside the office, Fu Sheng was leaning against the wall of the corridor. She raised her hand and unbuttoned the top button of her shirt with a solemn expression.
Talking to an old fox like Mr. Yang is really boring.
There were people coming and going in the corridor, and many people didn't know beforehand that Fu Sheng, who was just popular, had signed into his company, but seeing that she could talk for so long in Mr. Yang's office, this group of people knew it well. up.
According to the news from the top management, Mr. Yang recently signed a baby back with his own hands. It must be this fairy.
However, Fu Sheng didn't pay attention to those people's envious or jealous eyes at all, she was pinching her mobile phone and meditating.Fu Sheng doesn't like to make friends with people who think too much. If possible, she would rather be surrounded by little sisters who don't know much about the world.
Speaking of little sister...
The chat interface between Fu Sheng and Xiang Wan on the mobile phone was still stuck at the last good night. She had an urge to explain to Xiang Wan that she was not the one who interacted with the cute and flamboyant on Weibo, but it seemed that there was no need to explain. .
Artists have different faces in private and when they are in business. This seems to be the norm in the industry. Even the account that Xiang Wan responded to her is not necessarily run by her.
Fu Sheng struggled, the phone screen had already dimmed.
Fu Sheng was about to put the phone back when the screen suddenly lit up. Xiang Wan rushed to send a message at this moment as if he and Fu Sheng had a mutual understanding.
[Sister, I'm done! 】
Then there was a photo, which was slowly loaded from the top bit by bit, and Fu Sheng's heart was lifted during the waiting process.
She is expecting.
In the photo, Xiang Wan was standing in a messy studio with a bouquet of flowers in her arms. Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders. She looked obviously lazy, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.
It was as if she had finally come out of a long prison sentence, and was about to run happily to the person she wanted.
[Sister, we will meet again next week, I miss you so much! 】
Fu Sheng's heart beat violently. Did Xiang Wan know that her words were always so easy to misunderstand.
This kid is always impatient. How old is Fu Sheng? She should teach Xiang Wan how to set boundaries for the relationship between the two of them.
But now, Fu Sheng seems to be unsure about the boundary.
The author has something to say: Fu Sheng: We are just friends.
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