I'm A Cool Salted Fish In The Entertainment Industry

Chapter 2

Inside the president's office.

Sheng Shiyun sat behind a solid wood desk with her slender hands folded, her eyes dark under the lenses, and she spoke while examining the woman sitting opposite.

"I know, since you are studying acting and come from a major, you must hope to have a place in the circle."

No, I don't want to.

"Your own conditions are still good, you have the potential for fire..."

I'm sorry, this is a shame.

You Qiuqiu knew the plot in advance, she didn't have everything the new boss said, she was just a passerby with no ideals and no story.

Ten minutes ago, You Qiuqiu was picked up from the corridor by the elite man with gold-rimmed glasses known as her boss and slipped back to the room, and asked her to go to the office for an appointment alone.

During this period of time, You Qiuqiu gave full play to the attitude he should have from school to stepping into society.

Yes, yes, yes.

The answer was extremely quick and extremely perfunctory.

If Sheng Shiyun can't see this, then he has failed too much.

In fact, You Qiuqiu didn't want to be so perfunctory, but who asked her to know that the new boss does not have a basic salary.

If you have a basic salary, you are Mr. Sheng, if you dont have a basic salary, you are Xiao Sheng! This is reality, this is society, and society does not need tears!

When Mr. Sheng became "Xiaosheng", You Qiuqiu let go a lot. She didn't want to listen to those long talks, and couldn't bear it anymore. She tentatively said, "Boss, take the liberty to ask, have you ever run WeChat business before? ?"

Otherwise, why have you been drawing pie?

Sheng Shiyun glanced at her coldly, and did not engage in those twists and turns.

He almost knows why the other party has such good innate conditions and hasn't had a name in the circle for so many years.

In addition to the former bosss waste, the most important thing is--

This artist, **** no ambition.

"Want to make money?"

In a word, the relationship between the precarious boss and the artist can be eased again.

Sheng Shiyun was visible to the naked eye. Although he couldn't say that he didn't have a seat when sitting in a chair, Yu Qiuqiu, who was comfortable in the whole, straightened his back and lifted his spirit.

Yu Qiqiu's eyes were shining.

Does Mr. Sheng have any ideas?

Sheng Shiyun pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, and handed the two work plans that had been prepared long ago to You Qiuqiu.

You Qiuqiu picked it up and looked down. One was a variety show and the other was a script. He was discouraged again.

It's not that she has never had access to these resources, but she has to record successfully or be selected as a role to get the money.

It's been painted again.

The man's voice sounded from above his head.

"That variety show, as long as you go there is five thousand yuan, you can finish recording in half a day."

"go?"

You Qiuqiu suddenly raised his head, "I'm going!"

After that, Yu Qiuqiu felt something weird, and at the new boss's unkind look, he explained, "I didn't mean to scold you."