After leaving the empty manor, Chang Li saw Jing Qiao waiting anxiously outside the door.
She breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw Chang Li who was intact.
She said, "I've made it clear," her tone was cautious.
There was no trace of fatigue or boredom in Chang Li's expression.
He nodded gently and seemed to be in a good mood.
Jing Qiao: "That's good, that's good."
She murmured to herself, feeling a little confused for a moment.
She had been her manager for more than ten years, and now she suddenly had to be relieved of this status.
She didn't know what to do.
She suddenly had more free time, but she was a little at a loss.
She was born to be a hard worker.
After complaining about herself, Jing Qiao asked: "What are you going to do next?"
This seemed to be a repeated question, but Changli didn't mind answering it again: "I told you before, travel around the world."
Jing Qiao: "" "You really plan to go?"
She was really surprised that this person who was too lazy to wish he could lie down in the coffin and sleep for the rest of his life would actually make such a decision.
Chang Li: "It's not true.
Can I take it back if it's still a false statement?"
He was so quiet that he might as well go and have a look.
He hadn't been in such a mood for a long time.
From the moment she came to him, Jing Qiao didn't feel any vitality or vitality from his body.
He seemed to be tired and tired all the time.
Even if he put on a layer of disguise in front of others, he still couldn't hide the deep look in his eyes.
Bored.
But at this moment, he suddenly relaxed, as if he had removed the shackles he had held for a long time and regained his freedom.
She had been worried that the increasingly heavy shackles would one day crush him.
The worries in her heart accumulated layer by layer, making her look somewhat similar to Qu Changli, just like the legend.
The master and servant phase in.
Now, it's finally over.
Her tense muscles suddenly relaxed: "That's good, that's good."
But this raises a new question, what should she do?
There are still five years left in the contract, but Qu Changli has decided to quit the industry.
Where should she go?
"What should I do with my contract?"
she asked directly.
Chang Li glanced at her: "Are you still planning to break the contract?"
The contract they signed was not an agency contract in the serious sense, but more similar to an assistant contract.
Although Jing Qiao was ostensibly his agent, she was actually more like his assistant.
Even if he breaks away from this circle, he still has a lot of miscellaneous things to do.
How could he not have Jing Qiao to do?
Jing Qiao, she took a deep breath: "It is impossible to break the contract, but it is still okay to ask for a salary increase.
I have worked hard for decades and spent all my efforts to bring you up.
How dare you not give me a salary increase?"
Chang Li raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I dare."
In Jing Qiao's disbelieving eyes, Chang Li left briskly, keeping the complaints behind him far away.
Place it behind the wind and sing softly, as if you are also singing the tune you listen to.
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On the other side, Wei Lan was sitting outside the recording room, looking depressed.
Wei Lan should have become extremely popular by winning the championship in a show that is extremely popular.
But before the impact of winning the championship could continue to ferment, they encountered Qu Changli's withdrawal from the group, and their plans were instantly disrupted.
The crowd was all attracted by Qu Changli's withdrawal from the circle, and had no intention of paying attention to Wei Lan's victory.
The company originally wanted to release a well-crafted album when she was at the height of her popularity, but now it's a little uncertain.
The album is coming out, but its careful crafting is questionable.
If the blue craze reaches its peak, then they will naturally have the confidence to spend a lot of money to create this album, but at the current level, they don't have that much confidence.
Now the company has another plan.
This time, it will release a mediocre album first, and then upgrade the specifications when the popularity of Weilan becomes popular again.
But Wei Lan just smiled sarcastically when she heard this condition.
Next time, when is the next time?
If she missed this time, she can still have a next time.
She was lying on the sofa with an expressionless face, not at all gentle and shy like in front of the camera.
Her agent pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face and said, "The company is very likely to adopt the second option."
He was also helpless.
He originally thought that he would be lucky to take over, but he did not expect that he would die before the start.
Before he even stepped out of the recording studio, some of Wei Lan's luck was cut off.
How come it happened to me that the best actor Qu had withdrawn from the entertainment industry?
They originally wanted to shift the focus of the matter to Qu Changli's inexplicable targeting of Wei Lan, to speculate heavily, to generate popularity and money, and to take advantage of the actor's withdrawal from the industry.
Unexpectedly, Qu Changli's fans didn't care at all.
They ignored the navy's provocation and instigation and just missed the actor's departure.
The big fan also organized people to review movies that Qu Changli had acted in before, doubling the number of clicks on those movies.
He didn't care about those tricks to provoke people at all.
Even passers-by were affected by the cold attitude of the fans.
Not to mention the quarrels at the end, they rarely even had fun, and most of them looked back emotionally to some of the classic roles played by Qu Changli in the past.
Make those who get paid to do things half popular.
Damn it, all of them are monks, they don’t get angry no matter how provoked, they just report them when they are pushed, they act as unconventionally as their idols, but their reports are often adopted.
It was in this atmosphere that Azure felt completely cold.
She didn't know why, but she felt inexplicably irritable after seeing the uncharacteristically acting actor Qu Changli that day.
Even if she knew what impact Qu Changli and I would have on her, it didn't get better.
She always felt that she seemed to have lost something.
It would be great if she had Qu Changli's connections and resources.
Seeing the whole network missing Qu Changli, Weilan laughed at herself and said, "What are you thinking?
Sooner or later, she will reach that level, so why should she envy others?"
She was also present when Qu Changli had a call with his manager that day, but she never showed up.
She didn't expect that Qu Changli's words would be broadcast live, and she couldn't believe that what he said about quitting the industry was true.
The movie king retreated, and this huge wave hit her directly, knocking her little warmth to death on the shore.
She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if she had been feeling tight since Qu Changli spoke that day.
Not going well.
She casually slapped the magazine with the bright cover on the sofa, sat up suddenly, and then walked into the recording studio to continue recording.
The lyricist, who had been sitting quietly aside, raised his eyelids, glanced at him casually, and then lowered his head.
After recording it so many times, it still didn't achieve the best effect.
It was obvious that the girl composed the song herself, but she couldn't even describe the specific feeling.
The lyricist with a vicissitudes of life couldn't help but let out a chuckle when he thought of the mess in this circle
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