The meeting place was set at a high-end coffee shop.
The cafe is located in a garden villa, and the environment is very quiet.
The people who come and go are all well dressed.
Ni Bingyan wore a white sleeveless shirt, a dark green umbrella skirt, silver high-heeled sandals, and sunglasses, and got out of the car very low-key.
Her shiny black hair was styled into a high ponytail. She bent down slightly when she got out of the car and fell down like a waterfall.
She only wore a watch, a pair of pearl earrings, and light makeup. She looked good and energetic, not like a woman whose child had just turned one month old.
Ji Zhenxuan's position is directly opposite the door. When people arrive, they can see it through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Two low-key bodyguards arrived first in the first car and entered directly after arriving.
After entering, one sat at the door and the other sat by the window. Ni Bingyan opened the door and came in. As if he didn't know them, he walked straight towards him.
After she entered, a third car stopped and two more bodyguards got out.
The bodyguards followed Ni Bingyan in. One sat in the booth next to him and the other sat near the back door.
It seemed that the three groups of people had nothing to do with each other, but Ji Zhenxuan could tell at a glance.
"Hello, Mr. Ji."
Ni Bingyan smiled and extended his hand, very politely.
A white and tender hand stretched out, as green as green onions, holding a bag in his left hand, and the watch on his wrist was particularly conspicuous.
Ji Zhenxuan happened to be at the Sotheby's antique watch sale last month.
He was very impressed by this watch.
It looks very low-key, and people who don’t know how to do it might mistakenly think it’s worth 5,000 yuan.
She is worthy of being a young lady from one of the top wealthy families in the country. She looks low-key, but in fact she is quite grand.
Ji Zhenxuan suddenly lost confidence in the cooperation between the two.
He is not an artist-led manager.
When it comes to young artists, he likes to have absolute say. Even if Li Jingjing exists to cooperate, the two of them will discuss things.
In front of Ni Bingyan, he didn't have that confidence.
In other words, he couldn't stand upright in front of the Sang family.
In one sentence, he didn't want to become the young lady's tool.
What's more, in Ni Bingyan's situation, she married a wealthy family at a young age, passed the postgraduate examination, and studied directing. How much energy can she put into her career?
Ji Zhenxuan expressed deep doubts about this.
He actually didn't want to make a trip today, but Sister Jing's husband said that he would give her face.
"Hello, Mrs. Sang."
Ni Bingyan said hello and he stood up.
With just one title, Ni Bingyan lost all favorable impressions of this person.
The conversation that followed was indeed not very pleasant.
Because neither of them met each other's expectations.
Ji Zhenxuan has just turned 40 and is working hard to reach the peak of his career. He needs a partner who is obedient, has a high status, and is dedicated to his work. He can only sleep on the plane. To sleep on.
Ni Bingyan couldn't do it.
What Ni Bingyan wants is an all-around auxiliary agent who will take care of her will and work with her. Whatever she wants to do, she can take care of everything immediately.
After all, they are both decent people. After chatting for less than twenty minutes, the two of them raised their wrists to look at their watches at the same time.
The separation was ordinary and they just became the kind of people lying dead in each other's lists.
Ni Bingyan stood up, and the bodyguards at the door and window stood up and walked out.
The first car drove over, but the two of them didn't move until Ni Bingyan got into the second car, and the remaining two bodyguards were loaded into the third car, and then they lined up and left here.
Ji Zhenxuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but take out a cigarette.
The waiter immediately came forward and reminded: "Sorry sir, our store has a special smoking area, if you need it..."
He put the cigarette back into his pocket and couldn't help but feel sad when he thought about helping Sister Jing's family and helping with the funeral.
Every veteran in the entertainment industry has his or her own faults. It is rare that Sister Jing, including her family members, can get along well with him.
As long as he thinks about dealing with Sang Yuan in the future, he will be a little discouraged.
Maybe after some time, we can select a few new people to lead us.
There are a lot of new people in the company, but other agents have always been in charge.
After such a trip, Ni Bingyan has a deeper understanding of his current situation.
With her current status and status, there are very few people willing to sign a contract with her.
She doesn't like most of those who like her, and most of those who like her feel that signing her is not cost-effective.
In the afternoon, it rained.
In the green belt, the fiery red roses were still covered with dew, and a faint fragrance drifted in through the half-open car window.
Ni Bingyan felt that her heart was like a sponge at this time, and it also felt heavy after being caught in the rain.
The air is filled with the smell of car exhaust, and there are scattered fallen leaves on the road that haven't been cleaned yet.
The air in the city is polluted and life in the suburbs is not as comfortable, but people always have to squeeze into the vanity fair to gain fame and fortune.
Perhaps Sister Wei didn't take the initiative to introduce her to an agent because she already knew that this matter would be difficult to handle.
Ni Bingyan actually knows it himself, but he inevitably has the illusion in his heart that "I'm so good, everyone wants to sign me."
Reality slapped her, a very loud slap in the face.
Makes her a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Sister Li went back to her hometown.
Thinking of Sister Li, Ni Bingyan quickly sent her a message.
[When I came out to meet Sister Jing’s agent, they looked down on me. Why! Why don't you work hard and become my agent? ]
Duanmu Li is quarreling with her boyfriend at the moment.
The two have been separated for a long time, which is similar to online dating. They had been in cross-border relationships before, but recently they often stayed together, and they wanted to break up.
She went back to her hometown not just because she almost killed someone.
After receiving the news from Ni Bingyan, Duanmuli directly adjusted the air conditioner to 23 degrees.
The air conditioner at home is old and I asked to replace it, but my mother always said it was still fine.
After the room cooled down, her mood stabilized and she sent a message back to Ni Bingyan:
[My boss, it’s not that easy to be an agent, okay? ! I can do a good job as an assistant, and I have worked very hard! ]
Don’t even think about it.
Other female artists in the circle mostly eat, drink, poop and run around to make announcements. In addition to these, our own artists also have many tracks.
For example, she bets that there are not many actors' assistants in the industry who have more dealings with publishing houses than she does.
She knows better than many lawyers when it comes to royalty calculations.
[I was just kidding. Hey, today is really embarrassing. You don’t even know that this person called me Mrs. Sang as soon as he met me and greeted me. Hey, I was so angry that I almost lost my temper! ]
It's not easy to talk to Sang Yuan about this. If you complain to Duan Muli, it will feel much better.
Ni Bingyan felt uncomfortable when her career partner called her that.
It's not like she doesn't have a name.
Duanmu Li told her about her boyfriend's breakup.
The two of them went back and forth and chatted all the way without realizing it.
Sang Yuan went back to the company to handle things today, so she thought she would stop by and turned over to the company.
I stopped by to meet the new employees in the studio and treat them to a meal.
The agent is not in place, but the public relations team is ready.
