"Liu Shishi, if you eat sweets at night, you are really not afraid of getting fat, right?"

Listening to Liu Shishi's house being pounded on the keyboard and banging on the table, Liu's mother came in to take a look.

"Mom, why did you just come into my house? I don't want privacy."

"Then don't ask me to wake you up every morning, and don't ask me to fold the quilt for you. You're such a big man, you can't do anything, and you have to wash your clothes..."

"Mom, I can do laundry."

Don’t I wash my underwear myself?

But Liu Shishi didn't dare to say it out loud for fear of being scolded. She could already imagine that Liu's mother would criticize her.

"You are such a big man, and if you still ask me to wash my underwear, that would be a shame to you, Mr. Liu."

Then, my father will be dragged into the battlefield and scolded together.

She knew her daughter, Mo Ruomu, and Liu Ma saw that Liu Shishi was slandering her, so she slapped her on the back of the head.

"What do you call washing clothes? What you do is soaking clothes. I thought you were so good at washing your own clothes as you learned in school. You just soak them for a while and take them out."

"I was wrong."

Three words, Liu's mother's scolding words came to an abrupt end. She was celebrating the New Year, let alone her, and then she looked at the candy in Liu Shishi's hand.

"Xiao Wu bought this for you, how do you eat it?"

"This is what you eat, why can't you eat it?"

"Then when you come back in the afternoon, it's not like this. You look like a baby."

"It looks good."

"Then what are you eating now?"

"If you don't eat it anymore, you can't eat it."

"Okay, let me tell you, Xiao Wu is very popular, and his career is doing so well now, you have to take advantage of it."

"I'm blind..."

"You can't even look down on him even if you're blind. You've said it eight hundred times."

"Mom, how long have we known each other? Don't talk nonsense."

Liu Shishi frowned, put the candy directly into Liu's mother's mouth, and blocked her mouth.

"Come on, Mom, let's go watch the Spring Festival Gala."

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"You didn't keep any photos, did you?"

"You are overthinking. I am an artist and I am more afraid of this thing than you."

Huo Wenxi on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Asa who was looking at her eagerly.

She was so angry that she wanted to blow the other person's head off. At that time, everyone belonged to me, how dare you touch him!

"There are other people's."

"Sister Mani, you should know how afraid I am of this thing. If my parents find out, they will break my legs and kick me out of the house. How is that possible? I have to check everywhere when I go to the hotel."<

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"That's fine."

"Are there any more photos to follow?"

"Yes...why do you ask this?"

"Save it."

"Are you sick?"

"This is the spirit of the Internet. Isn't it better to have fun alone than to have fun together?"

"You...forget it, I won't tell you anymore."

Huo Wenxi was about to punch him when he suddenly remembered that Zhou Shichen knew the inside story very well and couldn't hit him.

"Hey, Sister Mani, tell me what's going on now."

"You are a grown man, why are you gossiping?"

After saying that, Huo Wenxi directly turned off the phone and looked at Asa.

"Don't worry now."

Looking at Huo Wenxi's expression, Asa shrank her head. She couldn't help it. Before, she only looked at Zhou Shichen's appearance, handsomeness, and figure. He was so awesome. Is this Sister Mani's "darling"?<

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I just teased her, originally thinking that she could be regarded as the other party's senior sister, and if I teased this "honest" mainlander, who would have thought that the other party would be so skilled?

Just...

Now because I am afraid of this, I can only tell Huo Wenxi. Although she knew it before, it feels weird to say it directly.

She also wanted to call Zhou Shichen directly to ask, but she was afraid that the other party would not tell the truth, so she asked Huo Wenxi to come because they have a good relationship.

"Sister Mani, there's nothing I can do about it, I'm married now."

"When will we leave?"

"Ming...ahem, Sister Mani, why are you asking this kind of question, why don't you expect me to answer?"

"Haha."

Huo Wenxi sneered, if he didn't know the affairs of his artists, then he would still be a shitty Hong Kong gold medal agent.

Everyone says that Wang Jinghua’s management model is poor, outdated, and like a nanny.

However, her model is exactly the best for agents.

If you are not like her, you will never be called a golden agent.

If you treat an artist as a tool out of pure profit, then the artist will not pay attention to you if he becomes famous, and he will leave you directly. Even a gold medal manager who calls you shit will not be able to keep him.

If you use artists as a tool, artists and companies will also use you as a tool, a training tool, as long as your "work" is good enough.

As for what happens to you in the future, it has nothing to do with the artist. Anyway, it's just a relationship of mutual use.

Zhou Shichen hung up the phone and was hesitating whether to call Gillian to comfort him. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Anyway, he estimated that he and Gillian would have nothing to do with each other in the future, so he might as well call Xie Tingfeng.

A phone call to stimulate him.

Sure enough, I was blocked.

He really wanted to stimulate Xie Tingfeng, but Zhou Shichen was very vindictive!

Give him a break and comfort him.

At this time, the best way to stimulate him is not to ridicule, but to comfort him, which will definitely make him uncomfortable.

For example, oh, I didn’t expect that your good brother Edison would do such a thing, so don’t let it get to you.

Oh, don't be so angry, I'm here to comfort you. After all, like Guan Xi, I used to be your good brother.

…………………

Zhou Shichen continued to read the script. The relatives and friends in the previous two days gave him a headache.

My career is okay, I will keep filming this year to make money, but what about my relationship issues?

They don't care whether Zhou Shichen is a big star or not. He is already twenty-six years old and doesn't have a girlfriend yet. His children are all that old.

The script was just delivered three days ago, because Ning Hao revised it again to make Zhou Shichen more outstanding. Three hundred thousand yuan cannot be wasted.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. After reading the script of this crazy racing car and writing the character's biography, I will go straight to filming.

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As for the script for Sword and Sword III, it has been sent to me. It doesn’t matter if I read it again during filming.

Xie Tingfeng, a novice, can go to the set to read the script and film at the same time. There is no reason why he can't do it, since it is an idol drama anyway.

Then, Dong Yuhe came and started talking during the meal.

"Xiao Wu, you need to help me more."

"We are not from the same company."

"I know, but Shi Shi is a girl after all. The relationship between me and her father, even though his business is in trouble right now, he didn't ask me for help. I just hope that you can take care of his daughter."

"Then we can't help all the time."

Zhou Huai'en, who came out from the west, said something to Zhou Shichen, what's the matter with his son being "accompanying" a girl all the time, a bodyguard?

What will happen when that girl has a boyfriend or when his son has a girlfriend?

Dong Yuying also agreed. If her son fell in love with that girl, that would be fine, but looking at Zhou Shichen's attitude, he didn't feel anything at all. He was so familiar with her. If the time came, they would really break up. How would his brother explain to others and how to explain to his master.

"Brother-in-law, the old Liu family don't understand Xiao Wu's circle after all. Shi Shi is still a girl and started filming as soon as she left school. It's not like you don't know what happened to the company where Xiao Wu worked two days ago.
To be continued...