Sheng Qi's words were both slow and slow, and his tone was full of laughter and his face was a bit kind.

I saw Sheng Qi's face clearly.

Outside the door, the agent was about to reach the mouth of the mouth, "The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge." Suddenly, he stopped.

Through the rising blue smoke, he could see the face that stood up that often appeared on entertainment and financial news.

He and Tang Ze both stopped in place without exception. Su Di waited for a while but didn't see the two of them coming in. He paused and turned sideways: "Teacher Tang?"

Tang Ze came to his senses.

He pursed his lower lip, and he was a little calmer than his agent, followed Su Di in and introduced himself: "Hello, Manager Sheng, I am Tang Ze."

Tang Ze stabilized his emotions. He knew his situation. Even at his peak, his voice was difficult to sign Shengyu before his death, let alone now.

"I know, Miss Meng told me that I should sit down first," Manager Sheng enthusiastically asked Tang Ze to sit down and went straight to today's topic. He picked up a contract next to him: "This is our cooperation contract. If you have no objection, we will sign this contract now."

When Tang Ze was still thinking about how to speak, Manager Sheng handed him a contract.

His hand holding the teacup trembled, "You don't know, I and the old company..."

"Don't worry, I know all this," Manager Sheng tapped his finger on the table and said slowly: "I have asked the lawyer to negotiate with your original company. All of them will be paid by Shengyu. Don't worry, Shengyu's Ministry of Justice, you have never won a case. In three days, all judicial procedures will be completed. In the future, you can sing and create as much as you like."

As he said that, Manager Sheng glanced at the people around him, and the secretary took out a pencil and handed it to Tang Ze: "Teacher Tang, if you think there is no problem, just sign it. Manager Sheng has signed this document."

Tang Ze reached out, took the pen, and opened the first page—

"a" level contract.

He has always been a person who has never revealed his feelings, but at this moment he can't help it.

"Sign, sign, Tang Ze," the agent beside him who finally reacted trembled, "It's hard, it's rare that Manager Sheng is optimistic about you."

The contract is very long, about thirty pages.

If it were another company, these contract brokers would definitely look for lawyers seriously, but now, this is Shengyu, Sheng Yu.

The leading giant in the Asian entertainment industry—

Shengyu!

The company has more than a dozen top-tier artists.

Yi Tong, the most daunting one, is the number one under Sheng Yu.

However, Yi Tong is almost no longer involved in the domestic film industry, and he is involved in international films.

Shengyu holds half of the resources in the entertainment industry. It can be said that as long as Shengyu stomps his feet, the entire entertainment industry will also be shocked.

Not to mention the countless artists who want to develop in Shengyu, there are countless companies and artists who want to cooperate with Shengyu.

It’s just a pity that Shengyu has been in the international center recently. In nearly half a year, there are less than three artists who have successfully signed in to Shengyu.

Shengyu headquarters has three executive managers of the external distribution department.

Sheng Qi is one of the three giants in the entertainment industry.

One sentence can make the entertainment industry storm. Why did "A Day of a Star" become popular in the circle and abroad?

In addition to Meng Fu, there is another biggest reason. Shengyu has obtained the homepage live broadcast rights of Galaxy app!

Shengyu is no longer playing with domestic entertainment companies. He has played internationally. It is proof that Yi Tong has been doing well in the international community in the past two years.

Such a huge monster, Sheng Yu is still one of these three giants.

Not to mention others, in the current entertainment industry, Yi Tong has the qualifications to sign artists who can let Sheng Yan personally sign, and no one else can do it.

At present, Sheng Qi not only personally received a contract for Tang Ze, but also got a sign.

The agent felt like he was floating.

Tang Ze glanced at Sheng Yu, took the pen, turned to the last page, and there was indeed a signature with the word "Sheng Yu".

Tang Ze didn't know how he signed the signature.

By the time he realized it, the contract was already in duplicate.

"Welcome to join Shengyu," Sheng Qi shook hands with him and smiled. "The company's legal department is already in contact with your original company. Have a break today and go to the company headquarters to report tomorrow. Someone will arrange for you."

Sheng Yu's contract of tens of millions and told Tang Ze a few more details, then left.

He also has to deal with Tang Ze's legal issues. The most important thing is to explain the reasons for signing Tang Ze with the superiors.

He also wants to give the company an explanation for the 60 million.

With Tang Ze's status, he is not qualified to send Secretary Sheng Qiyu today. Sheng Qiyu came in person, just to see Meng Fu and Su Cheng's face.

The door was closed with a creaking sound.

Inside the room, the two people sitting on the table slowly woke up.

Tang Ze's agent quickly picked up the document placed in front of Tang Ze, and the word "a sign" came into view. Shengyu's logo in the lower right corner was obvious.

"It seems that it's not a dream..." Tang Ze's agent sat back on the chair and murmured.

Su Di, who was on the other hand, pulled Sandalwood off and raised his head when he heard Tang Ze's agent's words, "Two, calm down."

Tang Ze's agent looked at Su Di with an expressionless face: "..."

How can his door calm down?!

Shengyu, Shengyu, Shengyu A sign, these three, no matter which one is a bomb for them, let alone three together!

"I'll take you two back first." Su Di put away the sandalwood, rang the bell and asked someone to clean up the private room.

Twenty minutes later.

Tang Ze and his agent returned to their dormitory again.

Sudi's car drove away.

Tang Ze's agent took the contract and turned to Tang Ze: "Tang Ze, your luck is here!"

The two walked all the way to the elevator.

"Although you have a bad voice now, with Sheng Yu here, your resources will not be bad. I don't care what you think. From today on, you must make money for Sheng Yu," the agent looked at Tang Ze, his eyes blooming. "And Meng Fu, you must also remember how she and Sheng Yu pulled you out of the swamp today!"

If he had changed to another company, Tang Ze might be nameless, but with Sheng Yu, although Tang Ze could not make high notes, but with Meng Fu's medicine, there would be no problem with the record.

"If you had signed this A-signature five years ago, you might have been able to do it with Yi Tong..." At this point, the agent paused and did not continue.

Back then, Tang Ze's talent exceeded everyone at the same time. If his voice was still good and he had the background of Sheng Yu, the agent was not surprised that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yi Tong.

But I won't mention these now.

Tang Ze is now a blessing in disguise.

"Haha," the agent slapped Tang Ze on the shoulder, "I don't have to travel through time until two days later, what expressions would Kang Lin and the others have when they read Sheng Yu's official Weibo post!"

**

At this time, Meng Fu was still making spices in the study.

The fragrance that Director Xu and Screenwriter Fang wanted was not very complicated. It was a basic spice that perfumers basically knew and it didn't last long.

The key is that Tang Ze's throat uses not only spices, but also medicinal pills.

Meng Fu sat on the carpet in the study room, with an ancient book spreading on his legs, almost all in small seal script fonts, and the pages were a little yellow. In addition to the dense words, there were also pictures.

"The dragon bone fragrance and Fodan fruit have miraculous effects..." Meng Fu stopped on this page, not far away, there were also failed works she placed.

Tang Ze had ideas for his throat, but for the first time she made these things, the keel bone fragrance and Fodan fruit could not be integrated together, and the fusion rate could not be achieved by the collision of the two medicinal materials.

The phone was ringing, and she pressed hands-free, "Grandpa."

"Fu'er, Xiao Su said, you didn't go to the crew today," Mr. Jiang's voice didn't sound as tired as before. "Come back to have dinner tonight. I'll ask the driver to come and pick you up. He said you haven't eaten well these days."

"Nonsense," Meng Fu put down the book, picked up the beer on one side, pulled the pull ring with one hand, and blinked: "I've been sleeping well recently."

"You are still young, don't be so careless about your health..." Mr. Jiang gave me a lot of instructions again. He was very serious to the rest of the Jiang family, but he was always nagging to Meng Fu. "My little sister sent me a private message. Remember it later. The driver is coming."

Mr. Jiang hung up the phone and went to find his little sister.

Meng Fu: “…”

She glanced at the hung up cell phone with a blank expression.

The phone shook again, Meng Fu looked down and saw that it was the president of the Painting Association. She glanced at it and replied casually, and then ignored it.

He pressed his temple, put the book on the table, and picked up the beer can placed on the carpet.

While thinking about Tang Ze's condition, he walked outside.

The door was closed, and Zhao Fan knew that she was busy and did not come in to disturb her.

"Sister Fan, I'm going back later." Meng Fu leaned against the door of the study, drank his last sip of wine, and looked up lazily and talked to Zhao Fan.

But I found that Zhao Fan was not on the sofa.

She is opening the door.

At the door, Su Di had already lowered his head deeply. Su Cheng crossed Su Di and passed Zhao Fan, and his eyes were lightly placed on her-

Beer can on hand.
To be continued...