MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 29

An artist has two treatments before and after fame.

Almost overnight, An Yinong had many 'friends', they called and sent messages, warmly invited him to various parties, invited him to sing K, play mahjong, eat, travel …

The most special is a birthday party invitation, a certain rich man's young daughter is celebrating his birthday, the rich father is going to spend 500,000 to invite him to sing at the birthday party - because An Yinong is this The youngest daughter's latest wall head, the one she's fascinated by.

An Yinong refused, but recorded a happy birthday song for the little fan, and a hand-painted birthday card. The thirteen-year-old girl was a child in his eyes.

"Host, don't you like money?" The system didn't understand why he refused. The rich dad made it clear that it was a children's banquet. The host only needed to go up and sing two songs. It's very profitable.

"Are you kidding me? Of course I love money and am trying to make it to buy better guitars, better recording equipment, and a better house. I don't say yes, just because… Those invitations are mostly traps."

An Yinong pressed the handrail of the mop, he was mopping the floor when he said this, yes, that's right, it has to work even if it is called a 'jade hand' by fans.

And be more careful, because the injury on the arm is not completely healed.

"When young and beautiful artists just entered the circle, there are often 'kind-hearted seniors' coming over and saying that I will introduce some people in the industry to you. Or I know where there are gatherings of people in the industry, do you want to? Go in the past to develop a network. Don't go there, because..."

"Because of what?" The system is curious.

"Because there are not so many good-hearted people in the world, and there is no free lunch." He lowered his head and mopped the floor as he spoke.

"When you get there, you will find that there are indeed some people in the industry. But do you want them to introduce jobs? I am afraid you need to do some non-work things. And there is no such commitment. Guarantee, maybe you paid the price, but the other party didn't admit it."

"But sometimes you go and find out that it's not a private party, but a big scene like a big blind date, but it's those rich and rich people who are picking you, many people Frightened and immediately retreated."

"There's always a formal party, right?"

"Yes, but I'm too lazy to find one that works from the **** heap," he said.

Besides, this kind of non-friends gathering is meaningless at all, a group of people dress up brightly, and then hold it, good delicious food, without moving a bite. An Yinong felt that eating in this environment could cause intestinal infarction.

The person who was rejected only thought he was arrogant, and he was arrogant behind his back: probably only those top-level private banquets could impress his heart.

"The top private banquet? In fact, you will find that you are still playing mahjong, eating, and chatting the same way. The topics are still the same, it will not be more high-end. I might as well stay at home and eat Snacks lying on the couch listening to music.”

The system has found that the host has low material desires, shiny gems and gold, expensive watches and cars, and limited edition luxury goods, even good-looking men and women, He wasn't interested.

His hobbies are all related to music, followed by painting, and most of the day is spent on these two things.

"No wonder Zhao Ze can't impress you, only the mermaid can impress you." The system complained, after the remorse value exceeded 50, Zhao Ze called a few times, and was attacked a few times. Second-rate.

However, the remorse did not drop at all, but increased slightly. Does this person take being bullied for fun?

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang a few times, but An Yinong didn't hear it. The speaker he just bought was playing wonderful music, and the system always felt that this second-hand house was not worthy of this Set of audio equipment worth six figures.

"Host, someone is ringing the doorbell." The system reminded him.

"What?" An Yinon paused the music, heard the bell, took off his rubber gloves and walked over.

"How are you...?"

Zhao Ze rang the doorbell for a long time. He was already a little impatient, but when the door was opened and An Yinong appeared at the door, the impatience miraculously disappeared.

It's the kind of feeling that you expect your favorite figurine to appear in the gift box, and then open a limited edition that you have been thinking about for a long time.

An Yinong was just wearing the most common house clothes, but he wore a maple leaf red triangle scarf on his head, and the hair that was not tucked up from the side looked a little cute.

"Uh...cough, do you clean up yourself?"

Zhao Ze's eyes wandered around An Yinong rudely, which made him a little unhappy.

An Yi smiled fakely while closing the door: "Mr. Zhao. I'm cleaning, it's inconvenient to invite you in, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ze frowned again. During this time, the most he got from An Yinong was 'what's the matter with you? Are you alright? What's up? ’

Alien, strange, impatient.

"Can't we speak well."

Oh.

This person is simply the wicked to complain first. Just imagine, a fly that you can't kill but hates, buzzing around you all day, can you still have a good conversation with this fly?

"Sorry, I'm busy, if I'm fine, I'll..." Before An Yinong finished speaking, he just put his hand on the doorknob before it was too late to close, Zhao Ze grabbed him The arm, just where it was hurt before, is aching.

"Let go." Physiological tears appeared in An Yinong's eyes, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped suddenly, "Why are you crazy, Zhao Ze? Go for treatment if you are sick."

The neighbor next door just came out of the elevator, and she saw the two people entangled at the door.

"Need help?" The kind neighbor stepped back, holding her small bag and holding her mobile phone.

An Yinong wanted to say 'call the police', but he knew it was useless, he needed to talk to Zhao Ze thoroughly and let him get out of his world. So An Yinong just glanced at the neighbor apologetically: "Thank you, I'll deal with it myself first."

The good-hearted neighbor covered her heart, and the tearful eyes showed that she was not very well, so pitiful, and wanted to force more tears: I am so perverted, I like to see beautiful men weeping?

"Okay, okay, then, call me for something."

Relying on violence, Zhao Ze was able to enter this small room that he used to disdain.

Zhao Ze touched his face and was slapped for the first time: "You hit me?"

"I'll call, and I'll let you know first? How about it, Mr. Zhao wants to go home and file a complaint?"

Annon rolled up his sleeves to check the wound on his arm. The bruises on his arms had turned brown and looked startling.

What kind of garbage is this? What kind of abuse did the original owner do in his previous life to encounter such a thing?

An Yinong gritted his teeth.

Zhao Ze also saw the injury on his arm, so he choked back his anger: "Sorry."

"Don't be hypocritical, an insincere apology makes people feel disgusting." An Yinong has seen too many such people, and they are annoying.

Being said to be disgusting in front of people, Zhao Ze was still laughing, he touched his face, his hands looked like white porcelain, but it hurt to beat people: "Yinong, let's get back together. Bar."

"What? Are you sick? Or are you a masochist?" An Yinong really felt that what was in front of him was a madman.

"You like to sing, I will invite you the best band for the best late stage, if you want to hold a concert, I can also find a good enough venue in advance. Everything you want, I will It can be prepared for you." Zhao Ze's expression was a little crazy.

An Yinong squinted at him for a while, then let out a short laugh: "Oh, I thought that only people without charm would want to impress people with money."

"Financial resources are part of my charm." Zhao Ze didn't care, and was so cheeky.

"I'm not interested, I have the ability, I can get everything you say by my ability, I don't ask for help." An Yinong folded his arms and resisted, "We agreed to break up at the beginning. What are you doing now?"

"The look of regret."

“…”

"Click."

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ze stared at the phone in An Yinong's hand.

"Black history," An Yinong raised his mouth, "I have recorded what you just said, Master Zhao, I heard that your family is very shameful, so you don't want to make headlines on the Internet Right?"

Zhao Ze's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to grab the mobile phone, but was kicked on the knee by An Yinong, fell down, and took two more photos.

"What did you say you hired me for? Well, I won't send the photos easily, but you, stay out of my sight. I have the ability and the company, so I don't bother you."

When it comes to Starlight Entertainment, Zhao Ze's anger directly soars.

He got up from the ground in embarrassment, looking at An Yinong's complicated expression, he seemed very angry, and his anger was a little fresh of being beaten for the first time.

"So you really like Lu Yu? The state scholar treats him, and the state scholar repays him? Yinong, Starlight Entertainment has been sold by your boss. If you don't agree at this time, you will still ask me in the future."

"Don't worry, you can't wait for that day."

Zhao Ze lightly covered his right face, the indifferent expression on his face disappeared, revealing his cold and real side: "So far, no one has slapped me, and no one dared to do so. To me. Has anyone ever said that you are arrogant."

"Maybe I'm not polite to the evil spirits who enter the house." An Yi spreads his hands, "Besides, there is always a first time, otherwise Mr. Zhao will try hard to get used to it?"

Zhao Ze looked into his eyes and grinned: "I'm only entering the room now, and I may want to enter your room in the future."

"...Oh, I'll remember to call the police."

In the end, the meeting ended up being unhappy, Zhao Ze limping and being blasted out, leaving behind a lot of black history. But he didn't give up, the system watched the remorse value soar to 59, and felt that this person must have another move.

"In a society ruled by law, he can use only those few tricks to destroy my social relations, spread rumors, intimidate and lure me. But as long as I don't waver, these are all useless efforts."

An Yinong thought calmly: "System, help me keep an eye on him, and by the way, keep an eye on his company's tax."

Zhao Ze usually has this kind of arrogant virtue, how can his company behave? I heard that the country is currently cracking down on tax evasion and tax evasion...

When the news of 'Starlight Entertainment' changing owners spread on the Internet, Lu Yuzheng contacted Song Wei about asking An Yinong to endorse the perfume and purchase the copyright of the song.

Although the opposite is his cousin, he still wants to try his best to fight for An Yinong's interests, but Song Wei is sending it here with the best conditions. This posture is very much like a domineering president meeting true love.

"Can you sign a name?" On the day of signing the contract, Song, who has always been unsmiling, smiled and took out a set of perfume gift boxes, "This is the perfume gift box numbered 0001, I will Treasure well."

Annun smiled and signed his name.

“…” Lu Yu’s forehead jumped with blue veins.

When he signed the contract and left, Lu Yu secretly sent a text message to his cousin: "He is ten years younger than you, and there is a generation gap."

Song Wei, who received the text message, didn't want this cheap cousin at that time: "What do you mean? I'm sarcastic about my age? I only have thirty-one flowers, okay?"

Thinking about it and worrying about it, Lu Yu clicked into his cousin's private account again, and found nothing, only a message "meet a bosom friend on the street" appeared on the webpage one day.

Before and after contact, that day was the day when An Yinong sang on the streets.

"By the way, she was going to introduce me to a singer that day. So it was him?" Lu Yu was even more worried, and lo and behold, all the bosom friends came out. The bosom friend of these literary youths, that is a dangerous existence that can become a soul mate at any time!

He texted his cousin again: "He likes roses, you like lilies, you are not suitable."

Cousin:…?

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Song Wei: I can't have this cheap brother.