I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 257 Shaw Brothers
The Zhaoyang District of the imperial capital is one of the most expensive areas in the country. Every inch of land here is worth an inch of gold. The companies and enterprises that can gain a foothold here are all industry leaders, with top-notch capital and connections.

Huale Entertainment Company is here, located on the 2th-7th floor of the Bay Club, No. 8 Guangbai East Road.

Huale was established in 09. After nearly ten years of rapid development, Huale has emerged as a leading enterprise in the domestic entertainment industry. It has gathered many well-known domestic singers and stars, and has also reached a strategic cooperation with Entertainment, a well-known Korean artist company, to jointly cultivate new artists. Branch office opened in Seoul.

Such an entertainment company is not comparable to Ji Yun Culture. It extends in all directions in the imperial capital, and it is flourishing.

At this time, in the company's practice room, a boy over 1.8 meters tall was practicing dancing. He was wearing a trendy brand, his hair was dyed light brown, and he was combing a nice middle part.

Coupled with his handsome appearance and slender figure, he has a fatal attraction to most girls, and he is obviously a popular niche in the company.

He is exactly He Xingjian whose Weibo retweets exceeded [-] million.

In the practice room, there are more than a dozen staff members, including instructors, makeup artists, etc., all looking at He Xingjian, as if they were afraid that something would happen to him.

Finally, after He Xingjian finished practicing, a group of people rushed forward, handing over mineral water, towels, and slippers.

He Xingjian's face was cold, she went to the dressing table and sat down, with her bare feet spread apart.A young lady knelt down to help him trim his nails, while a slightly obese manager rubbed his shoulders: "Xing Jian, thank you for your hard work. You are already great, so you don't need to work so hard."

"I still don't really want to participate in "Big American Music", can I decline it?" He Xingjian twisted his sore neck, revealing a trace of dissatisfaction in his words.

Fujixun Video's "Great American Music" program was arranged for him by the company. The purpose is to make friends with Fujixun Fang. Moreover, Chinese music has become a bit hot recently. Participating in the program can also gain popularity and gain a good reputation for promoting the quintessence of Chinese culture. .

The agent told He Xingjian about these reasons, and He Xingjian said with a blank expression: "If you ask me to participate, I won't have a good face. The company has been embarrassing me and making me very tired."

"Xingjian, you are rightly popular, and the company's arrangements are justified, and you will become more and more popular." The agent was a little excited, and he was very optimistic about He Xingjian's future.

He Xingjian didn't refute anymore, took a sip of water and asked, "Just now, Xiao Wu told me that someone on Weibo followed my rhythm again. It was a guest on the same stage as me, a broken Internet celebrity."

The agent waved his hand: "It's just a small matter, don't worry about it, just be yourself."

"The company doesn't plan to take care of it? Can you just send a lawyer's letter to kill him?" He Xingjian's face turned cold, and his anger slowly rose.

The group of people around were all silent, and the young lady who was fixing her toenails didn't dare to move.

He Xingjian stretched his feet and told the young lady to go away.

"Anyone comes to guide me, and the company doesn't care. Is there something wrong with me?" He Xingjian asked the manager forcefully.

"It's all fans who are scolding each other, and that internet celebrity also said in person that there is no conflict with you. What kind of lawyer's letter is this sending? It's normal." The manager tried his best to tell He Xingjian not to be petty.

"I know, I understand the truth, it's because my fans are too badass, that group of mentally retarded people gossip everywhere, the company needs them, and I have to help them take the blame, I deserve to be scolded." He Xingjian was in a bad mood , broke out today.

The manager's face changed drastically, he quickly blocked his mouth, and at the same time sternly scanned the people around: "Go out, don't talk nonsense."

A group of people went out immediately, and only He Xingjian and his manager were left in the practice room.

The manager wiped off his sweat: "Xing Jian, are you crazy? There are so many people, if it gets out, your image will be completely ruined."

He Xingjian looked indifferent: "No one will believe it if it spreads."

The agent sighed, this is good for everything, but she always gets angry for no reason, and always feels that she is in a cage and has no freedom.

But he didn't understand that his current "cage" was something that many artists could only dream of.

Is it bad to be a dog for the company?

After all, it is still swollen. In the past two years, He Xingjian was able to fly like a dog, but now she wants to be a lion.

"Okay, okay, you're in a bad mood today, I'll take you back to rest, and go to Shenzhen to participate in "Big American Music" the day after tomorrow, so you need to recharge your batteries." The agent ignored the unhappiness just now.

He Xingjian was indifferent: "I don't want to be on the same stage with a broken Internet celebrity, let the company help me vent my anger."

"That Chuhe has already announced by himself that he will not participate in "Big American Music", and Fujixun's video team has not persuaded him to stay. You will not be on the same stage with him." The manager replied, "Are you satisfied now?"

"I'm not very satisfied. I hope he was driven away. There's no point in going away by himself." He Xingjian shrugged, like an angry brat.

The manager had a headache, so he could only persuade her with good words, and He Xingjian got up and went home with her after a long while of persuasion.

As a result, before walking out of the practice room, Zhao Shicong, the general manager of Huale Company, hurried over with several supervisors.

Zhao Shicong is in his forties, a tall and thin uncle without a belly, but he is the most dignified person in the company, and he has the highest status besides the board of directors.

He looked anxious now, and the protruding high forehead was more obvious.

The agent had a premonition that something was wrong and became nervous, while He Xingjian was still casual.

He used to be very afraid of Zhao Shicong, but since he became popular two years ago, Zhao Shicong has to coax him. He is the company's cash cow, and he will not be afraid of anything.

"Hua Qing, what's the matter with you? You don't report such big things on the Internet?" Zhao Shicong scolded his manager as soon as he came over, but he didn't scold He Xingjian.

The manager named Hua Qing was stunned: "Manager, what's the matter?"

"He Xingjian's fan comments attacked Miss Shao's family. Now that the Shao family is angry, you are still playing stupid here!" Zhao Shicong yelled, wishing to slap Hua Qing.

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment, his face changed drastically: "That Shao Yaoyao?"

"Yes, the future heir of Shao's real estate in the imperial capital, half of the capital city is her, why are you going to mess with her?" Zhao Shicong became more and more angry, his face darkened.

Shao Real Estate is by no means a simple real estate group, and Shao Yaoyao's family is not a simple business family.The most important thing to take root in the imperial capital is not money, but power.This power is fatal, and the imperial capital's giants are not joking.

Hua Qing panicked, looking at the manager and at He Xingjian, he was speechless.

She also knew Shao Yaoyao, and she only thought of her as an Internet celebrity, just like Chu He, who would have thought that she was actually the heir of Shao's real estate?

In the upper class of the capital, who doesn't know the word Shaw?
"This... this... I didn't expect it to be like this." Hua Qing was sweating profusely, and pulled He Xingjian: "Xingjian, you have to come forward and discipline your fans... Apologize in your name."

He Xingjian yawned: "It's up to you, I don't know anything anyway."

Zhao Shicong suppressed his anger: "He Xingjian, you must come forward in person and apologize to Ms. Shao in the form of a video. This matter is very serious and cannot be played around with."

"I don't want to, I'm very tired." He Xingjian spread his hands.

Zhao Shicong stared at him, and shouted angrily: "You don't want to? If you don't want to, just get out. It's not like the company has never hidden celebrities before. You have to think it over before you talk about it!"

(End of this chapter)