The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 201 I Know You Can
When Shen Pianlu seriously sent her answer to the agent uncle and said that the result was the answer after careful consideration, Uncle Mao's expression was like this: ==
But pull it off. Didn't you just accept the potato chips that advertisers can provide infinitely?
Although he was complaining frankly in his heart, Uncle Mao still expressed his approval of this wise decision in a serious manner.

"I think it's okay, then I'll call the advertiser back."

At this moment, Uncle Mao was on his way home, and sitting next to him was the former gold broker——Yan Yi.

Yan Yi leaned against the back of the chair to relax, looking like a resting beast.

After Uncle Mao finished speaking, he turned the steering wheel and found a place on the side of the road to stop.

Only then did Yan Yi speak with a smile,
"I've been working for so many days, and this is the first time I get on this nanny car, thanks to Mr.

He turned his head to look at Uncle Mao,

"I just don't know why Mr. Manager is looking for me? Aren't you afraid that Miss Pianli will be angry if you let me get into the car without authorization?"

"Pina is a very easy person to get along with,"

Uncle Mao didn't change his face, and said with a bit of indifference,

"As long as someone is sincere to her, she will definitely return her sincerity."

After a pause, he answered,
"Even if this person is actually useless to her or even just a drag."

The meaning in the words is actually talking about himself.

Yan Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Uncle Mao continued,
"I'm a veteran in the entertainment industry. Although I haven't made any achievements so far, I think I'm pretty good at judging people."

"I've been in this industry for so many years, and I've seen all kinds of celebrities, no matter men or women, most of them have different appearances, one looks the same as the other, and when I get used to it, I always feel that the entertainment industry is so dirty. Yes, no matter how innocent and lovely people come in, they will inevitably be dazzled by the colorful spotlights, sink into the inflated vanity and forget their original intentions."

"But Shen Pianlu is different," the bald uncle repeated emphatically with a serious expression,
"Shen Pianli is different."

"She is different from all the stars I have seen. Her goal is very clear. She wants to be famous, and even wants to become an international superstar. Once this ambition is spread, it will inevitably become ridiculed. She has not hidden it from the beginning. Pass."

"But her character does not match this ambition at all. When she has achievements, she is just happy, and she never swells. When she is hacked, she is never frustrated. She even rationally analyzes how she should make a comeback if she is hidden in the snow."

"She's real, and she's always been that way, whether she's in front of the camera or out of the spotlight."

The standard smile on Yan Yi's face disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a smile that was not a smile.

Then he heard the bald man seriously say,
"So I hope she can fulfill her dream earlier and more vigorously. I know I can't do it, and I can't give her more help."

"But you can."

The bald uncle looked at him and said this.

Yan Yi said modestly,

"Mr. Cui, you seem to be flattering me too much."

"I know you are very capable," Cui Mao said, "If it weren't for you, Wei Lan, it would be impossible to become the first sister of Shengshi. You obtained many of her resources for her."

"So I hope you can also get more things for Shen Pianlu."

Mr. Yan Yi, who had high hopes, smiled softly,
"You should know how much she hates me. Can she take the resources I received?"

"can."

Cui Mao answered firmly.

"Although Pianyi is very resistant to you because of the tidbits and turmoil, as long as you don't use these... means with her, she knows how to measure it."

Yan Yi smiled lazily. After a long silence, he opened the car door and got out of the car. Turning around, he was the well-dressed elite man again. He said goodbye politely to the bald man in the car window,
"Mr. Cui, go back by yourself, I won't bother you."

Cui Mao hurriedly wanted to ask and answer, but the man's glasses flickered slightly, and the inexplicable sense of danger almost made his scalp tingle, and when he took a closer look, the man still kept a gentleman's smile, nothing abnormal, just now The palpitations seemed to be just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)