When Yan Li came down, he was dealing with Zhou Zhou's mess. Zhou Zhou also had an endorsement deal with a niche clothing brand. Fortunately, the brand was understanding and agreed to let him replace the endorsement with another male artist from Xingtu after negotiation.
That way, you won't have to pay a breach of contract fee.
Yan Li wanted to say something to him, but there were other people around.
He could only say coldly, "Let's go."
Zhou Zhou followed Yan Li into the elevator to the tenth floor. As the elevator slowly ascended, the two were alone. Yan Li seemed to want to say something but remained silent, and the atmosphere gradually became strange.
To liven things up, Zhou Zhou started a conversation, "Brother Yan, is the security guard at the gate new? He doesn't recognize me."
He's fine when he doesn't speak, but once he does, a sharp spark ignites within him.
"You have the nerve to ask! That security guard has been here longer than you! The last time you were here was when you were signing the contract! And you even used the back door private elevator! He thinks you're familiar? You've been getting all that recognition from Ye Qisheng, haven't you!" Yan Li had been holding back his anger since he found out about the contract termination this morning, and now he wanted to unleash it all. "I thought you'd calm down and start acting after being rejected, but look at you!"
Zhou Zhou was scolded from the first floor to the tenth floor. When the elevator doors opened, he didn't say a word the whole time, listening to Yan Li recount one mess after another that the original owner had made at a rapid pace. Zhou Zhou just listened silently. Yan Li was a good manager who used his limited energy to take every artist under his management seriously.
Both in the original work and in the current reality, the other party has fulfilled their utmost responsibility as an agent.
"Thank you, Brother Yan." Zhou Zhou smiled.
The other party suddenly spoke, causing Yan Li, who was speaking rapidly, to choke on his words, and his barrage of words went silent.
Alright, we've come this far anyway.
After the two exited the elevator, Yan Li's expression returned to normal.
"Let's go, I'll take you to sign the contract."
[Author's Note: The main character is not a perfect person. Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments section!]
Chapter Eleven: Don't Get Too Deeply Involved in Love
Only after signing the contract did Zhou Zhou feel relieved.
Zhou Zhou smiled and said goodbye to Yan Li, but her smile faded as she entered the elevator, only to find that her palms were sweating.
Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the mirror inside the elevator.
There's nothing we can do; the world is just too unpredictable.
He kept a close eye on the actions of the executives at Starway while he was signing the contract, fearing that they might tear it up without saying a word.
Now I can go back to my old profession.
Zhou Zhou happily took out his phone, opened the map navigation to find a place nearby to buy a computer. He had been paying attention to the online novel world of this world while playing on his phone these past two days. There was still a large market for male-oriented novels, and he had already chosen a website.
Zhou Zhou listed his previous life's works in his memo, planning to pick one to try out tonight.
The elevator suddenly stopped with a 'ding' sound.
Zhou Zhou looked up at the floor number; they were currently on the fifth floor.
The elevator doors slowly opened. Zhou Zhou, who was standing in the middle of the elevator, noticed someone outside out of the corner of his eye and habitually moved to the side.
Zhou Zhou typed another line on his phone, and seeing that the person didn't come in, he looked up.
"Aren't you coming in?" Zhou Zhou said, flashing a friendly smile.
“…Okay.” The person paused for a moment, then stepped into the elevator just before the doors closed.
Zhou Zhou continued to busy himself with his phone, but he could notice the person next to him glancing at him every second.
The frequency was so high that Zhou Zhou was afraid he would strain his neck.
"Is there something you need?" Zhou Zhou looked at him, and their eyes met. The man paused for a moment, then hummed in response.
"I heard from Brother Yan that you terminated your contract?"
“Yeah.” Zhou Zhou nodded, speaking frankly, “I’m planning to change careers; acting isn’t for me.”
"……fine."
The man was still secretly observing him. Zhou Zhou raised an eyebrow and reached out his hand to him.
Seeing Zhou Zhou reach out, the man suddenly retreated to the corner of the wall, looking at him warily.
"..." Zhou Zhou's hand froze in mid-air, the atmosphere slightly awkward.
Zhou Zhou cleared his throat twice, then pointed to his left shoulder, "You have something here."
The person removed the cotton-like object from the pure white hoodie, her fair face flushing red. She said softly, "I'm sorry."
"Hey, it's nothing." Zhou Zhou waved his hand and smiled on the surface, but in his mind he was frantically trying to remember who the person in front of him was.
Why can't I remember?
Zhou Zhou was certain that there was such a person in the original owner's memories. Was he an important person? A friend?
Seeing that the other party was still huddled in the corner, Zhou Zhou rejected the idea.
"Well, I bumped my head the day before yesterday, and I have some selective amnesia." Zhou Zhou brushed aside the stray hairs on his forehead to reveal the scar, and smiled apologetically. "Who are you again?"
"..." The man looked enlightened. "No wonder."
No wonder what?
"I am Wenluo."
"..." What the heck?
Zhou Zhou's expression suddenly changed, and he asked in an extremely uncertain tone, "Who???"
The protagonist in the original novel who was deceived and heartbroken by Ye Qisheng, and then kicked away again when his white moonlight came back?
Zhou Zhou stared blankly at Wen Luo, who looked like he had just come of age. In the original Ricard timeline, he should only be nineteen years old at this time.
Wen Luo's style of dressing is Japanese, and with her delicate features, small face, and particularly obedient look, her bright black eyes are clear and lively, as if they can speak.
Her eyes are so expressive; she's clearly a promising actress.
Zhou Zhou swallowed hard and silently shrank into the corner opposite Wen Luo.
This is the shortest known distance for the elevator.
'bite--'
The elevator reached the first floor, and the two walked out one after the other, with Zhou Zhou's steps becoming faster and faster, as if she were about to take off.
What a joke! He's someone who stays away from main character/top/bottom storylines.
"Zhou Zhou!"
The voice of Wen Luo calling from behind sounded like the whisper of a demon to Zhou Zhou.
What are you doing? What are you doing? I have no interest in getting involved in your main characters' affairs, so please don't come over here!
Zhou Zhou accelerated his pace, even unleashing the peak speed of his high school 50-meter sprint.
Looking at the security guard's back and the double tempered glass doors, Zhou Zhou was like a seeded player who had reached the finish line, opening his arms to welcome victory!
"You can't leave here."
The familiar security guard turned around at some point, saw Zhou Zhou's imposing manner, and resolutely stepped forward to block Zhou Zhou.
"...Not giving way?" Zhou Zhou suddenly braked, his shoe slipped on the white tiles, and he fell face-first to the ground with a 'thud'.
“Brother Zhou.” Wen Luo slowly slowed down and stopped.
Zhou Zhou was moving too fast. He was slightly out of breath when he caught up with him. He helped Zhou Zhou up and said, "I was just about to say, if you have amnesia, will you forget that the company's entrances and exits are not uniform?"
I had no idea that a normal company would set up separate exits and entrances.
"...I really forgot. You're such a kind person."
As Zhou Zhou helped Wen Luo straighten up, he glanced at the exit and inadvertently saw the receptionist hurriedly hiding her phone.
"..." Little sister, don't take such obvious photos of me.
Zhou Zhou didn't dare to look at the security guard's expression anymore, and walked slowly towards the exit side by side with Wen Luo.
"Are you alright?" Wen Luo asked cautiously.
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Zhou Zhou shook his head, looking at the protagonist in front of him who was six years younger than him, and suddenly felt ashamed.
He avoids the protagonist like the plague, but the other party is thinking about his amnesiac past.
"Wen Luo, you're such a good person," Zhou Zhou exclaimed.
“No…” Wen Luo said softly.
Seeing his adorable expression, Zhou Zhou completely forgot about being the main character and avoiding the plot.
Who doesn't like a well-behaved and obedient child?
Zhou Zhou looked at Wen Luo with loving eyes, "Good child, why were you hiding in the elevator just now?"
“…I’m afraid you’ll hit me.” Wen Luo pursed her lips.
After hearing what the other person said, Zhou Zhou seemed to recall a plot point that was only briefly mentioned in the original work.
After repeatedly being unable to win Ye Qisheng's heart, the original owner accidentally witnessed Ye Qisheng kissing Wen Luo. Afterwards, she indeed gave Wen Luo a cold shoulder in private and threatened to hit him many times, although she never actually did it.
That's outrageous! How could you hit a child?!
Zhou Zhou looked at Wen Luo with an added filter and said softly, "You are a good prospect. You will definitely become very famous in the future. I was wrong before. I apologize to you. I'm sorry."
"No, no, it's just that I'm a coward," Wen Luo shook his head.
Looking at the pitiful Wen Luo, and recalling Ye Qisheng's forceful methods of taking things from her in the later part of the original novel, Zhou Zhou frowned and felt that he had to remind her, so he stopped Wen Luo at the exit.
There was a security guard at the exit. Zhou Zhou lowered her voice and asked, "Are you dating Ye Qisheng?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Luo's expression changed, as if he was afraid that Zhou Zhou would make things difficult for him because of this.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm no longer a fan of his," Zhou Zhou reassured him.
Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, Wenluo nodded slightly.
What a tragedy! He's only just come of age, while Ye Qisheng is already twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
Zhou Zhou clicked his tongue and began to 'brainwash' Wen Luo, "Luo Luo, let me tell you, the entertainment industry is not a place to open your heart. Just focus on acting and don't get too deeply involved in relationships. If the other person is rich and powerful, what if he doesn't like you anymore and just kicks you to the curb?"
"No, I won't get too involved," Wenluo said in the tone of a child assuring his parents.
"You won't know? You'll be crying when your crush goes back to China."