Let you act, you serve your sentence in the entertainment industry

Beijing International Airport.

"Woo!!"

Su Bin's strange cry echoed in the terminal, and his sleepy eyes still showed the fatigue after the flight.

"My waist hurts from sleeping. The sun in Beijing is so bright, and it makes people feel good."

As he spoke, he twisted his waist, which was stiff because of sitting on the plane for a long time.

"Pay attention to your image. You have fans now. Can you not be like a mentally retarded person?"

Zhang Qiang couldn't stand it and reminded Su Bin.

"Brother Qiang, don't think too much of your brother. A full flight from Hong Kong is only about 300 people."

"How could there be my fans..."

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Su Bin?"

Before Su Bin finished speaking, two girls walked quickly from behind him to his front.

"Yes, yes."

Before Su Bin finished speaking, the girls were already flushed with excitement.

"It's really you! I said it looked like you from behind, can I take a photo with you..."

The girl in the lead stuttered a little, but seeing her holding the phone, Su Bin guessed that she wanted to take a photo.

"Of course."

The two girls took photos with Su Bin one after another, and then stood on Su Bin's left and right to take a photo of the three of them.

Before the photo was over, three or five students stopped in front of them.

"Brother Bin, Li Toyota!"

"Fuck! It's really Brother Bin, oh!"

They pushed each other, looking excited and nervous.

"Brother Bin, we are all your fans, can we take a photo with you?"

"Of course, wait a minute."

Su Bin smiled awkwardly. These fans must have heard his weird cry clearly.

He didn't expect that it had only been a year since he went from a nobody to having his own fan group.

Looking at the enthusiastic faces around him, a warm current surged in his heart.

His fans turned out to be such a young and energetic group, which was the most unexpected thing for him.

"What do you think? If you don't pay attention to your image, someone with ulterior motives will write negative articles about you."

"Let's go, the people who are here to pick us up have arrived."

Zhang Qiang patted Su Bin on the shoulder, reminding him that time waits for no one.

"Okay, I'm here."

After paying the tax at the customs, the two of them also picked up their large and small bags and walked out of the airport.

"By the way, Brother Qiang, you haven't told me who will pick us up yet."

"Are you afraid that I will sell you out? We must go to Li Yitong's house first with the things we bought for her."

"Ah? Isn't she still filming in Hengdian?"

When Su Bin returned to the hotel last night, he also asked about Li Yitong's situation.

"Just because she is not in Beijing doesn't mean that there is no one at home."

"Yes, the people who are here to pick us up are here."

Following Zhang Qiang's gaze, the person standing at the door is Li Yitong's agent, Ji Dongxue.

Today she was wearing a short white dress, the light fabric swaying gently with her movements. She was wearing a small suit jacket, which was tailored to fit her body and had smooth lines, showing her capable style.

She stood there, and Su Bin could feel her aura of keeping strangers away from her from a distance.

"Sister Ji."

"Su Bin, you are now a popular star, why don't you wear a mask, hat, or sunglasses?"

Ji Dongxue looked at Su Bin from head to toe. He didn't look like an actor with fans at all, and was a little too lifelike.

"Oh, not many people know me, and the mask and hat are uncomfortable to wear."

"It's up to you. Anyway, don't let fans pick you up at the airport and affect other passengers' travel in the future."

"This kind of thing can easily be made into a PR event."

Ji Dongxue was still so resolute in doing things. When she talked about work, there was almost no emotion in her tone.

"Zhang Qiang, you have changed now. You let the artists do everything."

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who made every decision about what to say to the kids in front of the camera."

On the way to the parking lot, Ji Dongxue changed the subject and pointed the gun at Zhang Qiang.

"Ji Jie, Brother Qiang reminded me, but I am a troublemaker and didn't listen to him."

Seeing Su Bin helping him out, Zhang Qiang secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Arriving at the underground parking lot, the two followed Ji Dongxue to a red Audi Q7 and stopped.

"Put the things in, and then Su Bin, you sit in the back seat alone."

"No problem."It's not that Su Bin didn't want to help Zhang Qiang, but if both of them sat in the back, wouldn't Ji Dongxue become their driver, which was a bit impolite.

The car started, and the three of them drove along the same road they took to Li Yitong's house last time.

Ji Dongxue wore a pair of dark sunglasses, stared at the road ahead, and asked Zhang Qiang, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to him, with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in her voice: "What do you think about that matter? Didn't you say you would go back to Beijing to discuss it in detail?"

Zhang Qiang replied calmly: "I am going to come back to discuss it in detail, and I'm afraid you can't make the decision on signing an artist alone."

Unlike the nervousness and embarrassment when he met Ji Dongxue several times before, Zhang Qiang's voice revealed a professional calmness, which formed a delicate balance with Ji Dongxue's indifference.

Ji Dongxue nodded gently, as if she was not surprised by Zhang Qiang's answer.

"That's right. If Su Bin's matter is settled, shouldn't we also talk about your problem?"

"Sister Ji, are you going to talk about private topics? Do you want me to put on my headphones and avoid it?"

Just then, Su Bin in the back row suddenly stretched his head to the front row, with a mischievous smile on his face, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"What are you thinking about? If you sign a contract with our company, won't he have to join us?"

Although Ji Dongxue's tone sounded cold, there was a barely perceptible smile on her face.

Zhang Qiang took a deep breath, and then slowly said, "Let's talk about it later."

The car fell into silence again, leaving only the low hum of the engine and the sound of the wind outside the window.

It was still more than half an hour's drive, and the three of them came to the familiar villa area again.

"Come in, Aunt Liu, we have guests at home, please make them some tea."

"Sister Ji, there's no need to make tea, we'll just put our things down and leave."

After all, this is Li Yitong's home, and Su Bin felt that it was inappropriate for him and Zhang Qiang, two grown men, to stay here.

"Where do you want to go?!"