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Soon, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door of the room, followed by a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Zhao Fusheng said loudly while sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine.

The door was unlocked, and he deliberately concealed it. After all, the other party was a woman, and it was better to avoid some things.

Under the plums in the melon field, Zhao Fusheng didn't want to be caught with a braid.

The door was pushed open, and a woman walked in. Zhao Fusheng was stunned after seeing it, because the other party was about 40 years old and looked quite temperament. Rather like an actor.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Fusheng, Fan Baobao's guardian." Zhao Fusheng stood up and greeted him with his hand.

"Wang Jinghua, I'm an agent now." The woman shook hands with Zhao Fusheng confidently, and then showed an embarrassed expression: "Well, I don't have a business card, don't mind."

These days, it is quite demeaning to go out to negotiate without a business card.

Zhao Fusheng smiled lightly: "You're being polite, I don't have a business card either, so we're even."

Wang Jinghua was stunned, but he didn't expect that this young man looked ordinary, but he was very sensible. A simple sentence resolved his embarrassment and brought the relationship between the two closer.

"Please sit down, please sit down." Zhao Fusheng stretched out his hand to ask Wang Jinghua to sit down, and looked at him with a smile: "If you don't mind, I'll call you Miss Hua, do you think so?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Jinghua was naturally happy to get closer to Zhao Fusheng, but she still asked tentatively, "Xiao Zhao, who are you and Fan Baobao?"

After all, the two had different surnames, and Zhao Fusheng claimed to be Fan Baobao's guardian, which made Wang Jinghua very curious.

"We grew up together, and I can make decisions about her matters." Zhao Fusheng smiled, "Sister Hua, don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

"No, no, I didn't mean that. Don't get me wrong." Wang Jinghua waved his hand and said, "That's right. I originally thought that the guardian she mentioned was her mother or father..."

This is the truth. After all, no matter how whimsical Wang Jinghua's imagination is, she would never have imagined that the person Fan Baobao said could make decisions for her was someone around her age.

Although Zhao Fusheng seemed much more mature and stable, Wang Jinghua still felt a little unreliable to ask Wang Jinghua to discuss with him about Fan Baobao.

Zhao Fusheng laughed, he seemed to understand what Wang Jinghua was thinking, after thinking for a while, he asked Wang Jinghua, "Does Sister Hua have a big brother?"

"Ah?" Wang Jinghua froze for a moment, then replied, "Yes."

Then she took out her mobile phone and handed it to Zhao Fusheng: "Do you want to use it?"

She thought Zhao Fusheng was going to call Fan Baobao.

Zhao Fusheng smiled without explaining, took the big brother, weighed it in his hand, dialed the number at home, and pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello, hello." After a beeping sound from the microphone, Li Yuan's voice sounded.

"Auntie, I'm Fusheng." Zhao Fusheng glanced at Wang Jinghua and said, "Someone here at bj wants to sign Baobao to her company. Baobao consulted with me and I plan to talk to him."

"Oh, then you can go. If you think it's appropriate, you can help her check it out." Li Yuan was stunned, and then replied.

"Okay, I see." Zhao Fusheng smiled, and before he finished speaking, Li Yuan on the phone had already handed the phone to Zhao's mother.

"Fusheng, have you seen the baby?" Mother Zhao's voice sounded.

"Well, I took her to climb the mountain yesterday, and that girl won't get up today." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

"Buy her some more food, clothes and so on. She must be reluctant to spend money without us around..." Mama Zhao ordered again before hanging up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Jinghua: "Sister Hua, do you believe me this time?"

Wang Jinghua looked bewildered, and he was stunned for a long time before he said, "Do you two live together?"

The expression on Zhao Fusheng's face became serious, and he looked at Wang Jinghua seriously: "Sister Hua, before I explain this to you, can you promise me one thing?"

"What, tell me, as long as I can do it, I will try my best." Wang Jinghua did not agree, but gave Zhao Fusheng a seemingly ambiguous answer.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. If Wang Jinghua took care of everything, he wouldn't dare to continue talking. Her answer was quite satisfactory, which was in line with the attitude that a manager should have, which made him feel at ease.

"It's like this. If I agree with Baobao to sign with your agency, I hope you can help me take care of her and ensure that she will not be bullied by the unspoken rules in this circle. I can guarantee that even if Fan Baobao has nothing to film , will also bring you enough benefits." Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Jinghua and said word by word.

Wang Jinghua was startled, although she met this young man for the first time, but for some reason, she could feel that Zhao Fusheng was not joking.

Chapter 136 Long live the understanding

Wang Jinghua was one of the earliest managers in China. He began to act as a manager for some singers in 800. At that time, the content of the music industry was at the forefront of the system, and few people realized what a manager was.When she first came out to work as an agent, she only had more than [-] yuan in her pocket, and she had no fixed office space. She walked around with a bag, which was a typical "leather bag company".

In [-], at the invitation of Chen Daomin, Wang Jinghua transferred to a film and television agency, and began to use his previous contacts to become an agent for celebrities.

Brokers' income is mainly divided in two ways: one is to directly participate in the sharing of star income, and it is a white-collar worker in the brokerage industry.This situation is relatively rare, and there is no definite standard for this division.Wang Jinghua is in this category.

To put it simply, the brokerage company and the artist have a [-]-[-] split, some [-]-[-] split, and even a [-]-[-] split, and the broker gets a corresponding commission from the commission.The star's worth is not the same, and the income of the agent is also very different.

The other category is black-collar workers in the brokerage industry. Employees who receive fixed salaries from brokerage companies have nothing to do with the annual income of celebrities.Unless there are very few cases, such as a celebrity whose worth was 100 million last year and suddenly reached 500 million this year, the boss will naturally consider raising the salary as appropriate, but in most cases they are paid a fixed salary.

For an agent like Wang Jinghua, to put it bluntly, the more a star earns, the more she earns. If the star doesn't take on the show, then she has no income.

That's why Zhao Fusheng said that, because he knew very well that if the manager played tricks behind his back, no matter how powerful a star actor was, he would be lost in the end.

In a society full of filth, if kindness is useless, then be fully armed.

Zhao Fusheng never planned to be a good man and a faithful woman, because he knew very well that this is a world where wicked people rule.Facts have proved time and again that bad guys can commit heinous crimes and take pride in their unscrupulousness. They are both bad and shrewd. If they force society, it is natural for bad guys to rule.

If you want to live better, you can only be stronger than these bad guys.

Fan Baobao doesn't know how dirty the water in the entertainment industry is, Zhao's parents don't know, and Li Yuan has no idea at all, but Zhao Fusheng, who has been immersed in the advertising industry for many years in his previous life, knows more or less the inside story of the entertainment industry , is all too clear.

He didn't need to guess what Fan Baobao paid for his success and fame in his previous life.

It's just that I was powerless at that time, but now Zhao Fusheng is confident.

Wang Jinghua looked at Zhao Fusheng, his ears were still echoing Zhao Fusheng's words just now, and his brows were frowned: "Xiao Zhao, maybe my question is inappropriate, can you tell me that the unspoken rules you mentioned refer to What is..."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "It's very simple. If the baby signs a contract with you, you have to make sure that she doesn't have to take the scene she doesn't want to take. You have to make sure that no one is forcing her to take part in the dinner she doesn't want to take part in. How about it, Sister Hua, you Can you guarantee it?"

Wang Jinghua was dumbfounded for a moment. She valued Fan Baobao because of the effect brought by the Qingzui lozenge advertisement. It is no exaggeration to say that because of the advertisement of Runshengyuan, Fan Baobao is now the pure spokesperson in the eyes of many people. From Wang Jinghua's point of view, as long as she maintains her current style, she will definitely be popular in the future. She is absolutely confident in her vision.

But the problem is, these demands made by Zhao Fusheng are simply too difficult for others. Among other things, just not attending the dinner is enough for a person to drink a pot.

Huaxia has been known as a foodie nation since ancient times, and they often talk about things at the wine table.Having been a manager for so long, Wang Jinghua couldn't remember how many times she had interviewed her artists at the dinner table. Now that Zhao Fusheng made such a request, it really made her a little embarrassed.

But soon, she noticed Zhao Fusheng's last sentence, and she frowned slightly: "You mean, you have a way to help the baby get resources?"

She has a lot of social experience, and the meaning she heard from Zhao Fusheng's words is very clear, that is, even if Fan Baobao has no scenes to film, Zhao Fusheng still has a way to guarantee her appearance rate.

"That's up to you." Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Jinghua with a half-smile.

Wang Jinghua frowned: "Who do you think I am? Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, although Sister Hua is not a big shot, if my artists are not willing, no one can force them to do anything."

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