Don't be him, don't be him. Sean, who was holding the phone, said nervously in his heart. Finally, the phone was connected, and when the sound came from over there, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Laura, it's me...yes, of course, thank you." Sean said, while changing his position and leaning sideways against the public telephone booth, pulling the rope in his hand to prevent the excited Poke from running around.

"Hi, mom, how are you? I'm very good, really, I can take care of myself. I got three times my salary today. Although the boss likes to scold people, he is still a good person in essence... Of course, it's definitely not comparable to home, but this is a completely different experience... No, no, mom, are we not going to say this?... OK, I understand... Well... I will make a decision based on the specific situation... OK, I love you too, goodbye."

After finishing the call with my mother and hanging up the microphone, Sean sighed. Looking around, it was basically dark and the street lights were lit up early.

"Hey, Poke, come back, it's time for us to leave." He pulled the rope, and the little one whined twice, and although he jumped into his arms, he seemed reluctant.

"Don't worry, you can go anywhere you want tomorrow weekend." Sean said, touching its head, "We agreed, didn't we? If I want to call, then the time to go shopping will be reduced."

There is no way, it’s not that he doesn’t want to use his mobile phone. It’s only 1998, and there are still two or three years before the full popularity of mobile phones. Now a Nokia 5110 phone costs at least $900, and other brands only cost $700 to $800. This expense has to be considered for ordinary families, not to mention Sean, who is now shriveled in his pocket.

As for extending the time to walk the dog... Sean, holding Pock, carefully looked at the surrounding streets again. There was nothing suspicious, and immediately strode towards his apartment.

The place he lives is not far from downtown Los Angeles. Because there is a small lake nearby, this area is called the West Lake District. Most importantly, it has the largest homeless distribution center in Los Angeles.

Just by hearing this name, you can tell the level of public security. This is the case in the United States. The poor kilns and the rich areas are clearly separated, usually only one street, where robberies are constantly coming and there are calm and quiet.

Fortunately, Sean's apartment is not far from West Hollywood or Beverly Hills, and is leaning on Route 106, and the security is much better than near West Lake. Even so, he still won't be wandering outside after 9 o'clock, and he doesn't want any nigger or Mexican to point a gun at his head.

"Inrestlessdreams Iwalkalone, Narrowstreetsofcobblestone..." After returning to the apartment and taking a shower, Sean, who was wearing only boxers and naked upper body, sat on the old sofa, playing the guitar and singing songs.

Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel's song "The Voice of Silence" is one of his favorites. He always plays and sings himself whenever he has time. The beautiful melody and complementary lyrics make people feel very comfortable. Of course, there is another reason why he can't forget this song. As for what it is, I won't talk about it now.

Sean sang very well, and with the same good guitar accompaniment, it tasted a bit original. You know, although he was not a big star in high school, he was also a versatile. He participated in clubs, performed at school anniversary, played basketball guards, dated cheerleaders, and almost won the championship at the prom, but...

"I'm still a little impulsive, although I've been a human being for two lifetimes." After singing a song, I sat there for a moment. Sean grabbed his head and sighed, "I should make a plan, even if it may not be used."

This is a habit in the previous life. You must be prepared for anything you do. It is completely unimaginable for a person who is so eager to travel to Los Angeles to live independently in his previous life.

Well, I can't say that. He also made some preparations. For example, the sandglow model Ford, which has been used for $2,000 through his mother, has been using it for 15 years but has good appearance and performance. He has prepared some savings for a long time. Unfortunately, this seems not enough now. The most obvious point is that he should apply for a credit card before leaving.

Sean in his previous life was a very ordinary Chinese youth. He was born in a small town, also known as Sean - of course, it was not at the beginning, but at the beginning the name Xiao Zhenhua.

However, when he was very young, his mother abandoned his family and ran away. His father also died after he was 15 years old. He worked outside for a long time, so he was basically raised by the community. In order to remember this, he changed his name and wanted to be more fashionable, so he finally changed it to Sean.

Although his life experience was a bit miserable, it was no different from ordinary people in other aspects. There was no adventure or character. After working part-time to high school and entering a third-rate university, Sean went to work in a small business that made headphones and microphones. It was very dull until a few years later.

That day he worked for several days in the night shift and was taking a nap in the rented house. He slept very hard because he was too tired. So when he was drowsy and coughed and wanted to get up, the room was filled with smoke. Later, maybe just a moment, maybe countless time passed, he was born in a family in San Francisco in 1980, and changed from Sean to Sean? Don - loosely speaking, it is true that sean translates to Sean to Sean.

This is a wealthy and kind family. His father Tony Don is a very majestic person with one-quarter of Chinese descent. This place is San Francisco after all. His mother Alice Don is from New York. She is gentle and generous, elegant in the demeanor and is very popular in the community. Her sister Liana Don is serious and mature on the surface, but she is quite lively in private.

However, there were problems with previous lives and troubles in this life. The most obvious thing is that Sean had a bad relationship with his father. He would run to Los Angeles alone after graduating from high school. The biggest reason is that he did not want to live with his father.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the difficulties he encountered in living independently, so that now he has reached this point. Speaking of which, the reborn person has the advantage of being foresighted. It seems easy to make money, but it is actually unlikely. Although memory will not really disappear from his head, if the impression is not deep or forgotten, it will take not only a lot of time to recall it, but also a lot of stimulation.

Even so, if it is not something that is impressive, what you think of is piece by piece.

Therefore, ordinary people like Sean cannot bring much advantage after rebirth, and it may be more likely to be aware of it. For example, when he realized that he could buy some Microsoft stocks and wait for appreciation, it was already past the price of cabbage.

Although he spent all his savings in 1996 and went to China, he exchanged the remaining $200 for Microsoft stocks. After selling it in 1998, he got $1,000 after deducting taxes, which was not as much as he earned as he worked during the summer vacation. In the end, he had to borrow some from his friend and then he bought a car and collected enough cash to go to Los Angeles.

Of course, this does not mean that he is very mediocre. In fact, Sean's intuition is quite sensitive to the blessings of his previous life. For example, at the end of April 1992, the school organized students to go to Los Angeles for extracurricular activities. Sean always felt that something bad would happen, so he made an excuse not to go and advised several friends not to go. So he was lucky enough to avoid the riot and did not block the highway for one night like others.

But no matter what, he was not so easy to admit defeat, so he suddenly jumped up from the sofa, waved his hand suddenly, and roared at someone who was not in front of him: "Just give it a try!"

"Hello, I'm Sean Don, I have a date with Mr. Frederick Rogers." As he said to the young girl at the reception desk, Sean looked at the hall.

It is very bright and tidy, with the plants in the corners just right, and you can clearly see the street view of Beverly Hills through the glass door. From time to time, well-dressed people come in and out, and it is indeed a bit as grand as a big company.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, please go up to the third floor. The fifth interval on the left of the elevator is Mr. Rogers's position." The young girl said immediately after passing the phone.

She is about 20 years old and has a gray profession, with long brown hair and good facial features. Although she has some professional smiles, the few freckles on her face make her extremely cute.

"Thank you," Sean nodded, then pointed to her ears, "Do you know, I think you should change to a pair of earrings and a pair of brighter colors."

"Oh?" The young girl looked at him with some surprise, and was a little curious.

"Although your skin tone is a bit dark, it is very healthy and beautiful. But the earrings should not choose a color similar to the skin tone, as the skin tone will be darker in contrast."

"Really?" she asked in surprise, her body leaning a little.

"Okay, at least that's what I think." Sean raised his hands and looked calm.

The young girl then realized something, sat up straight and coughed slightly shyly, and quickly changed into a business tone: "I understand, thank you."

After pausing, she looked at him again, then she lowered her voice again: "My name is Sarah, Sarah Rivet."

"I'm glad to know you, Sarah, I'll see you later." Sean nodded, whistled in his heart, and then walked towards the elevator. In some aspects, the past and present life were very different.

When he arrived at the third floor, Sean soon saw the Frederick who stopped him on Friday afternoon, waving to himself not far away: "Here, Sean."

"Ha, I thought you would have a separate office." Sean walked to his intervals, glanced at the offices with transparent glass and said.

He wasn't completely idle on the weekend. Since he decided to give it a try, he would definitely do some more detailed investigations. Perhaps he didn't have the chance to be prepared. There were many unexpected things in the world, just like he underestimated the difficulty of living alone, but he would definitely not have the chance to be unprepared. If Sean had not started to use the Boy Scouts activities in elementary school, or had saved money slowly, let alone moving out to be independent, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to afford a used car.

Therefore, he has a rough understanding of the profession of agents. In a sense, they are intermediaries, mainly for those celebrities, such as movie stars, TV series stars and sports stars, looking for jobs or selling them out.

For example, find the scripts they want, such as winning good roles for them in blockbusters, such as making transfers for them, etc., and agents usually take 10% of the income obtained by customers and make a reward.

It is worth mentioning that agents and managers are two different things. The former mainly work is sales, while the latter mainly includes packaging image and planning career. At the beginning, these two positions were actually the same, but in the 1960s and 1970s, many brokers ignored the development of customers in order to make money, thus destroying many celebrities. It is said that Elvis himself was also deeply affected. This gradually separated, and many times the customers' families served as managers.
Chapter completed!