The official way of rebirth

Rebirth of the Official Way Chapter 35 Nine Gates

Hey, where are you going?" Tang Yi stared at Sister Lan.

The young lady said in a low voice: "I. Let's go. to Jiuzhongmen."

"You?" Tang Yi frowned. Jiuchongmen is a famous nightclub area in Beijing. That street is close to the Jiuchongmen Embassy. It was the earliest driving force for the rise of bar streets in the 1990s. The earliest bar business started from soliciting

Start as a foreigner.9

In the early 00s, all the bars were filled with foreign folk songs. It was the best place for foreigners to reminisce about their homesickness every night. Today, the bar several hundred meters long at Jiuzhongmen has become a symbol of the nightlife in the capital. It is the symbol of the nightlife in the capital.

synonym.

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. I'm asking the employees to have a good time. There's an all-night party tonight. I'll invite everyone to go and have fun." Probably in history, Sister Lan was the first person to express condolences to her subordinates.

A boss who has to report reports with fear.

Tang nodded, thought for a moment and said, "That's okay. I'll go too."

"Ah?" Sister Lan started in surprise. Her red lips were slightly open. She looked very attractive.

"No?" Tang Yi stared, but felt a little funny in his heart. Sometimes he felt that being with Sister Lan was really interesting.

"No. No... Then I'll go get the car." Sister Lan said hurriedly. The Black-faced God wanted to follow. Sister Lan was a little worried and a little surprised. It was natural to be able to "mix" with the Black-faced God.

Extremely glorious.

Seeing Sister Lan leaving with a charming catwalk, Tang Yi shook his head. He picked up the phone and dialed Governor Xiaofeng's number. Tang Yi was most concerned about the situation in Liaodong.

"Tang Yi? You don't go to bed early during the Chinese New Year?" Governor Xiaofeng's voice was hoarse and tired.

Tang Yi asked hurriedly: "What? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Well, I haven't been feeling well lately." Governor Xiaofeng smiled warmly, "Maybe I caught a cold that night."

Tang Yi sighed inwardly. | Feng Sheng is not young anymore. Overworking is not a good idea.

"Is something wrong?" Xiao Chang asked.

Tang Yi smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. It's almost Chinese New Year and I wish you a good year." He swallowed what he said and said with a smile: "It's getting late. You should get more rest."

"Happy New Year." Governor Xiaofeng chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm not senile yet."

The red Audi TT slowly stopped next to Tang Yi. Tang Yi smiled and said a few words about taking care of his health to Governor Xiaofeng. He hung up the phone and sat in the passenger seat. The fragrance filled the car, making people smile.

drunken.

"I...I'm driving," Sister Lan asked Tang Yi cautiously.

Tang Yi waved his hand impatiently. Sister Lan lightly stepped on the accelerator. The red sports car drove out slowly.

The "Xialan Women's Club" in Beijing is not far from Houhai Hutong District. It is a three-story milky white building. It is magnificent under the night lights and looks extremely luxurious.

There was a silver minibus parked in front of the club. There were dressed-up ladies and girls from the Academy of Fine Arts in twos and threes. Tang Yi frowned. "Employee benefits? Without family members?" He was alone with a man and a bunch of Yingying Yanyan.

Go to a bar. It would be really shameful to go out.

Sister hurriedly said: "How about I ask them to date friends now?"

Tang Yi waved his hand and said, "Call Xiaoqiu."

My sister quickly took out her beautiful crystal mobile phone and called Hu Xiaoqiu. Hu Xiaoqiu was very excited and said, "Okay. Jingyanggang, right? I'll be there soon."

Jingyanggang Bar is very famous in Jiuchongmen. It is a bar with a performing arts nature - there are singers stationed in Taiwan every night, and a number of domestic famous singers have passed through here. It is known as the "Whampoa Military Academy of Bar Singers" Jiuchongmen's Art Bar

He is also considered holy in the eyes of bar singers across the country. Many singers follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and become famous in order to become a member of the "Beijing Drifters" clan.

Tonight's Jingyanggang Bar has a rock and roll theme to welcome the New Year. It is said that it will last all night. A long banner is hung under the giant flashing neon lights.

The red Audi stopped slowly. Hu Xiaoqiu was already standing at the door of the bar, smiling and waving his hands. He was wearing a black leather jacket. The young man was even more handsome. What Tang Yi didn't expect was that Guan He was standing next to Hu Xiaoqiu. Fashionable in orange.

Windbreaker. Gentle and moving. Just like a clear lotus in winter.

Tang Yi got out of the car. Sister Lan went to park the car. Hu Xiaoqiu and Guan He came over.

Tang Yi knew that Guan He and Commander Hu came to Bei Tang Yi together. But she didn’t expect Hu Xiaoqiu to be able to bring her out. When shaking hands with Tang Yi, Guan He seemed to be afraid that Tang Yi would misunderstand. He blushed and explained, "Yes. Yes.

Mom wants me to come out and relax." I think this smart woman also knew that Hu Xiaoqiu couldn't hide that from Tang Yi.

Tang Yi smiled and said nothing. Hu Xiaoqiu had many evil ideas. But if Commander Hu knew that he was being used to create an opportunity for Hu Xiaoqiu and Guan He to be alone, would he be so angry that his blood vessels would burst?

There was a thumping sound, and there was a fragrance. Naturally, the graceful Sister Lan came over.

"Mr. Xia, I've been waiting for you for a long time." A young man ran down the steps of the bar and greeted Sister Lan enthusiastically.

The elder sister was very arrogant in front of the young man. She had a cold and cold expression that made people feel distant. "Third son, there are a few more people. I will settle the bill with you after the party is over."

The third son rolled his eyes, smiled and said, "It depends on what you said. Who will follow whom? Come in. Come in. Nothing to say."

The third son is the Kanye who once encouraged his sister to hoard fertilizers. He has recently become one of the shareholders of Jingyanggang. He is well-informed and eloquent. He can get acquainted with Jilai, who is called brother-in-law in just three sentences.

Sister frowned. "Who is following whom?"

"..Look at my mouth." The third son smiled and made a gesture of invitation, leading the way.

There are fireworks outside the bar. The lights inside the bar are dim. On each table, a small candle lamp is lit. Several tables of guests are gathered around the table. They are hazy and can't see each other's faces. Beside the stage

On the lounge chairs, some of the rock band singers were touching up their makeup, while others were talking and laughing, waiting for the midnight performance.

The third son left a big table for Sister Lan. More than a dozen of Xia Lan's employees came, including beauticians and waiters. After changing into work clothes, the charming young woman and the pretty girl chatted and immediately became the attention of the whole audience.

Jiao, Sister Lan pays more attention to appearance when hiring people. The beauties, big and small, who are carefully dressed up are all pleasing to the eye.

Naturally, Tang Yi would not sit with her and asked for the small table at the next table. He sat down with Hu Xiaoqiu. Then he greeted Sister Lan: "Mr. Xia, you can sit at this table too."

Sister Lan felt very happy. She told the staff that she was going to sit with her brother's friends. One of the beauticians joked: "Mr.

Do you have a partner? Please introduce him to me?"

Sister said in her heart that she wanted to get to know the Black God. You can cultivate for a few more lifetimes. She said with a smile on her face: "Yes, my relationship is great. Don't have such wishful thinking." The beautician who spoke was well-known in the circles of the capital city.

Sister Lan, who has been in beauty magazines several times, treats her very well on weekdays.

Sister turned around and walked towards the small stage where Mr. Tang was sitting. The girl started chirping and laughing again. No matter what kind of work environment or personnel struggles were inevitable, there would always be people who spoke with sarcastic words. The joking beautician seemed to be chirping and laughing.

There is also the faint light and shadow of swords.

"Xiaoqiu, do you come to Jiuzhongmen often?" Tang Yi looked at Hu Xiaoqiu with a smile. Hu Xiaoqiu was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red: "No. Brother Tang, this is my first time here." Guan Youyi or not.

He glanced at Hu Xiaoqiu, and Hu Xiaoqiu felt even more embarrassed.

Tang Yi also felt that he seemed a little "bad", so he coughed and picked up the menu on the table to read.

"How are you doing, Mr. Xia? Brother, what do you want to drink?" Sanzi stood beside him and greeted him in person. He looked like a foreman in a suit.

"Chivas Regal and soda." Tang Yi put down the menu. Hu Xiaoqiu, like Tang Yi, ordered a glass of strong wine. When the third son asked about Sister Lan, Sister Lan glanced at Tang Yi secretly and said, "Orange juice."

The three sons were stunned. They said differently: "Mr.

Ask her to come work overtime."

My sister was so angry. She glared at San. "I'll get orange juice when I ask you to get it. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

The third son didn’t know why Mr.

Tang Yi laughed. He turned around and asked the three blue fires: Is it strong?"

"It's not strong. It's a sweet cocktail provided by the bartender in our bar." Sanzi accompanied him with a smile. Even if he is a stock owner of the bar, he also knows that in business, you need to be friendly and make money. Only by pretending to be a grandson can you make money. You are better than the guests.

If you drag it, the bar will close sooner or later.

Tang Yi nodded. "Then let's have two drinks." He pointed to Sister Lan and Guan He. Guan whispered: "Brother Tang, I will feel dizzy after drinking a little wine."

Tang Yi smiled and said: "You always have to drink something when you come to the bar. It's okay. Just have a drink."

Hu Xiaoqiu also smiled and said: "Yes. Have a drink and listen to Brother Tang."

Guan He glared at Hu Xiaoqiu, but it was difficult to say anything else.

Sister Lan has a lot of energy. When I was in the country, I drank half a pound of white wine as if nothing happened. "Blue Flame". Sister Lan thought that even if she drank ten or eight cups, she would not get drunk. But in front of the black-faced god, Lan.

I don’t dare to show how good I drink. Otherwise, in the eyes of the black-faced god, wouldn’t I be even more “vulgar”?

Seeing that the third son looked at her after listening to the black-faced god's words, Sister Lan nodded. The third son smiled: "Okay. Wait a moment." Before leaving, he looked at Tang Yi a few times. The third son ghost

At this moment, it is natural to see that this young man is the leader. Mr. Xia, who is usually arrogant, seems to be particularly obedient in front of this young man. Could it be that he is Mr. Xia's sweetheart?

It's unbelievable. Mr. Xia has such a high vision. Whoever wants to talk to her is not a disgraced person? Seeing that she is only so affectionate to Didi, do you think she is a gay? The third son shook his head as he walked. To Sister Lan, the third son is still the same.

Some respect. I heard that she has deep roots in Hai. I heard that the director of the Huanghai Municipal Bureau even wanted to pay her New Year greetings during the Chinese New Year. After coming to the capital.

It is even more prosperous. "Xialan Women's Club" is one of the most high-end beauty salons in Beijing. The rich ladies of the city's dignitaries will naturally know less. Especially Mr. Xia can know about the control of the National Development and Reform Commission half a month in advance.

The price of agricultural products made the third son realize Mr. Xia's energy. Therefore, even if Sister Lan usually shouts and drinks, the third son always greets her with a smile.

"Secretary Tang, I, I | I have only come here once." Looking at Yi's face, Sister Lan explained carefully.

Tang Yi smiled and waved his hand. He turned his head and whispered: "Relax, you are Mr. Xia now, aren't you?" The words were very low. Only Sister Lan heard. Sister Lan gave a grudge, but she felt uncomfortable and nervous in front of the black-faced god.

Where can I show Mr. Xia’s attitude?

"Mr.

Wearing low-waist jeans and a looming white belly, Didi looks like a boy with wild beauty.

"Oh. Didi." Sister Lan smiled and nodded at her.

Didi is very grateful to Mr. Xia. As a "Beijing drifter" who came to Beijing to pursue their dreams, female singers face more dangers and temptations when singing in bars. Various scammers pretend to be musicians and talent scouts. People in the music circle

The temptations of offal, drugs, marijuana, money, etc., the capital city is full of hope but devouring talented singers into the abyss.

The situation of most bar singers is very difficult, just like "Lan Jing" who broke into a slightly famous band. The monthly income of the members is only 1 yuan. The singing fee of 300 yuan a night in Yanggang is the highest standard in the bar industry. They also have to worry about paying the bills every day.

I can't keep my money. I can't make as much as I want for the day. I'm worried about job instability. I can't find a job without a bar contract. I'm worried about the discord among the band members and their sudden disbandment.

Only if you are lucky enough to meet a big boss, the singer may get tips of varying amounts. This is their extra second income, and the boss is undoubtedly very generous. Every time he comes to listen to music, he will give Didi hundreds of dollars.

Of course, Di was grateful to Mr. Xia, not because of her fee, but because of a drunken guest who teased her a month ago. In the end, Mr. Xia came to the rescue. Mr. Xia is very popular in Jingyanggang, right?

The third son of the boss was also shouting and drinking. I heard from the third son that Mr. Xia’s teachings are very profound.

“Mr.

The elder sister smiled and nodded. Then she asked, "That old Chen hasn't come to pester you again, has he?"

"No. You are so ashamed of him. How can he have the nerve?" Didi chuckled and glanced at Sister Lan gratefully. "Mr. Xia.|Thank you."

Being worshiped as the savior in front of the black-faced god, Sister Lan felt strange. She forced a smile and said, "How many times have I said this? Go quickly. The time is up."

Didion groaned and quickly ran towards her band.

My sister secretly glanced at Tang Yiyi. When she saw Tang Yi turning his head and talking to Hu Xiaoqiu, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

From a conversation between two people

You can tell what happened. He didn't want Sister Lan to become a "loyalty girl" outside. Tang Yi didn't laugh at Sister Lan for the first time. Although Sister Lan was more to show her vanity and superiority, this kind of

The strong method of supporting the weak is better than showing off a lot of money to the so-called "poor people". This little woman is quite cute sometimes.

At midnight, the lights in the bar flickered. People's faces were bright and dark, far away and near. There was no opening remarks, no prelude. Yifan started singing. The high-decibel music covered all the noise. The guests were in a daze and screamed.

.

The band is full of energy. The male singer is bald. He covers the microphone with both hands. The penetrating male voice is full of vicissitudes of life. "Glory Days" by BEYOND.

The guests cheered. It was the atmosphere that bar singers liked. What they feared was that the bar was lifeless and the guests were all shaking dice and playing cards.

Tang Yi picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He frowned slightly. It was still a bit spicy. He turned around and saw that Guan Ye was holding the glass with a sad face and talking to Hu Xiaoqiu. Sister Lan was tasting the wine very elegantly. Tang Yi just smiled.

I smiled. In fact, the current Sister Lan is no longer the Sister Lan in my impression.

The melodious tune of the electric guitar sounded. Didi's slim and slender figure came to the forefront. When her slightly hoarse and unique female voice sounded, the bar burst into even warmer applause. The female voice's "Glory Days" added another kind of saying.

Unmistakable taste.

Tang Yi smiled. "The seeds are very tasty."

Guan He also said: "She sings really well." Only Hu Xiaoqiu didn't pay attention to the stage. Maybe he didn't know what they were singing. In his eyes, there was only Guan He.

There were three bands in today's rock show at the bar. They were all the top bands in the bar. After the "Blue Crystal" band ended, another rock band came on stage. They were all handsome guys and beautiful girls. They sang and danced hard. One of the girls was wearing extremely revealing clothes.

.A pair of snow under the miniskirt

Bai's long legs made various ambiguous poses, and her sexy underwear could be seen between her legs. The atmosphere in the bar seemed to be ignited. The guests screamed loudly, and whistles came and went. Tang Yi frowned slightly and looked at Sister Lan.

One glance. "Taste. Taste."

My sister laughed dryly and didn't dare to answer.

Guan He was a little surprised. Yi was taciturn and extremely calm. Mr. Xia felt that there was something different about Tang Yi. He seemed to talk more.

The singer at the "Blue Crystal" bar got off the stage and took a break, then came out to drink with familiar guests. Didi was naturally the first to go to Sister Lan's table, but was stopped by a slightly fat middle-aged man on the way.

.I had no choice but to sit in his seat.

"Brother Tang, the Jiuzhong Clan is getting more and more chaotic." Xiao Qiu sighed with a serious tone. He was the judge of his troublemaking ancestor, Lao Hengqiu. Yi nodded in a funny way.

Guan He asked: "Isn't this your first time here?" Hu Xiaoqiu was speechless and scratched his head as he was about to speak. There was a "bang" sound, which seemed to be a footnote to Hu Xiaoqiu's emotion and screams. He saw Didi holding a broken piece of paper.

The cracked wine bottle pointed at the fat middle-aged man and cursed. The fat middle-aged man wiped the red liquid from the corner of his eyes and stood up unsteadily. His female companion screamed. Several male companions came to Didi with curses.

The third son happened to be nearby. He hurriedly went over to stop her and persuaded her. The other side was already shouting: "Call the police" and "put her in jail." But there was a fierce-looking little boy with a crew cut, but he pushed the third son away fiercely. He rushed over and gave her a "snap".

He slapped Didi in the face and removed Didi's hair with his hands. The third son hugged the crew cut tightly and shouted to Didi: "Get the hell out of here." He turned around with a smile on his face. "Brothers.

Give me some face. Give me some face."

Sister was stunned for a moment, stood up, and looked back at Tang Yi. Seeing Tang Yi nodded slightly, she walked over quickly. Hu Xiaoqiu said, "Go and have a look." He also followed.

Guan asked worriedly: "Is everything okay?"

Tang Yi smiled and waved his hand. Don't worry, Xiaoqiu will handle it."

When Sister Lan came over, the fat man whose head was shot by Didi with a bottle slowly stood up. He wiped the wine on his face and said in a deep voice: "Xiaomeng, come back." He was held by Sanzi over there.

The crew-cut guy, who still threw himself at Didi, cursed and pushed Sanzi away. He pointed at Didi and said, "Yes. I think you are just tired of living."

The third son hurriedly advised: "Brother Dong, talk slowly. Let's talk slowly. Give brother some face." He didn't care about Didi. He mainly called the police. Today's party was ruined. The third son even ordered

The waiter next to him shouted something and the service trotted off the stage and shouted something to the band on the stage. The music and singing started again. Most of the guests focused their attention on the stage again.

"Brother Dong, tell me, what do you want to do?" Sanzi asked with a smile. The person whom Sanzi called Dongge was named Nie Dong. He was a famous producer in the music industry. Everyone in the circle knew Nie Dong.

His social relations are extremely complex. It is said that the entertainment city he invested in

He raised a group of "horse boys" who were outsiders. He was also involved in several vicious fights. And because he was enthusiastic about participating in public welfare undertakings, most of the songs he created had inspirational themes. He had an excellent social image and was very famous in the music industry.

of heavyweights.

The third son was heartbroken when he faced this person. He knew he couldn't afford to offend him.

Nie Dong wiped the drink on his face with a handkerchief. There was a smile on his face. There seemed to be no anger. He looked at Didi. He smiled and said: "Sanzi, it's okay. It's just a small misunderstanding. Didi signed a contract with my company. No.

I'm satisfied with the contract. I'm just a bit grumpy. It's okay."

The third son laughed. "As long as it's okay. As long as it's okay. Brother Dong, you are a lot of people. Don't be like a little girl."

Nie Dong looked at Didi who was talking to a sexy woman in fashionable clothes. He smiled and threw the handkerchief stained with wine on the coffee table. He smiled and said: "Sanzi, am I the one who cares about them?"

I laughed dryly. I said in my heart, just pretend. Didi is also unlucky. Why are you targeting me?

"Manager Nie, is there something wrong with the contract you signed with Didi?" The sexy woman who spoke was naturally Sister Lan. She had already asked Di. It turns out that a few years ago, Nie Dong and the talent scout from his music company came to the bar to listen to music.

He took a fancy to Didi and signed a contract with Didi the next day. Didi since

Ran was in high spirits. After signing the contract, the manager responsible for packaging Didi took Didi to a dinner. During the dinner, the manager told Didi in a vague way that he should accompany the record company owner. Didi naturally listened.

After understanding what it meant, I waved my hands and left the hotel.

I met Nie Dong again today. Didi initially asked for the termination of the contract, but Nie Dong smiled and started to use his hands and feet. Didi is a wild person. She doesn't care when she gets angry. She took the bottle and gave it to Nie Dong.

Sister likes Didi very much

I feel like my personality is like my younger self. I have a wild temper. I dare to act and listen to what Didi has to say. Sister Lan comes forward to help her "negotiate".

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway. Nie Dong looked at Sister Lan with a smile and asked Sanzi: "What is this?"

The third son smiled hurriedly and said: "It's Mr. Xia from Xia Lan Women's Club."

Nie Dong stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Xia." He had heard a little bit about Xia Lan Women's Club. He knew it was a pretty high-end beauty salon.

But the sister ignored his extended hand and said coldly: "Manager Nie, according to labor law, the weaker party in an unfair contract has the right to demand termination. It's not about how much compensation you have to pay in the contract. We

I will definitely compensate you. If you don't terminate the contract, I will take Didi to the Labor Arbitration Center tomorrow." Living next to the black-faced god, just listening to him occasionally is enough to solve a lot of things.

Nie Dong was stunned for a moment. A young man wearing glasses behind him whispered something into his ear. He thought it was to tell him that Sister Lan was right. Nie Dong looked at Sister Lan curiously and laughed.

"Then let the Central Government judge whether the contract is fair, right? Mr. Xia, people have the final say on many things, right?"

Sister Lan felt that the person was a bit naive. She was too eloquent and the level of the cadres who usually walked around the house was not even a little different. She didn't think about it, wondering what level of cadres could come to the black-faced god's house now. Sister Lan disdained it.

You can give Nie Dong a try." The black-faced god agreed that she was in charge of things. Let alone the ruffians in the entertainment industry. Even the provincial governor and ministers are not under the black-faced myth. Sister Lan is naturally foxy.

'The tiger becomes powerful.

| It was obvious that he ignored it. But Nie Dong had a gloomy temper and the other party was so determined. It was not easy to think about it. So Nie Dong smiled slightly. "Mr.

Sister said it’s not that simple? Police. Leave it to the police." Then he unzipped the exquisite handbag and started looking for a business card. He said, "I remember I have the phone number of Editor-in-Chief Li of Star Weekly."

Nie Dong smiled again. Regardless of whether this charming lady was just pretentious or not, it was not the right time to continue making trouble today. We would wait until the details of Mr. Xia were found out.

Nie Dong smiled and nodded. "Sir, regarding the issue of contract termination, our legal department will look into it. How about we talk next time?" After saying that, he turned around and said. A group of people followed him and walked out. Hu Xiaoqiu wrinkled his head.

This Nie is really not simple. He is a character.

"Mr. Xia, I, I." Didi grabbed Sister Lan's eyes and her eyes were red. She didn't know what to say.

The third son on the side smiled and said: "Di, you are considered a noble person." He glanced at Sister Lan and the third son. This woman is so extraordinary. She seems to know everything.

"Why are you crying, this silly girl?" Sister Lan said with warmth and love in her heart. "Don't worry. It's okay. It's not easy for young people to beg for food." Thinking of the hardships of her youth, carrying her treasure with her

During the days when Er Dong was hiding in Tibet, Sister Lan couldn't help but look back at Tang Yi. How could he have a black-faced god as a noble person? How many wooden fish had he knocked through in his previous life? Sister Lan's gratitude to the black-faced god gradually turned into a pity.

meaning.

At Hu Xiaoqiu's suggestion, Sister Lan took Didi and sat back at Tang Yi's table. Several beauticians came over to inquire. Sister Lan winked and said, "Go back and talk." The beauticians all went back.

“Mr.

Wait. Wait until later." Didi had red eyes and was a little incoherent.

The elder sister smiled and said, "Silly girl. I know you don't want to take advantage of me." She stroked her short hair lovingly.

After Hu Xiaoqiu sat down, he immediately said to Tang Yi: "Brother Tang, that Nie Dong, I don't think he can finish it like this. The third son said, the boy is involved in gangs, Mr. Xia's safety."

Didi also raised her head nervously and said, "Then, what should I do? It's all my fault."

Tang Yi waved his hand and said to Hu Xiaoqiu: "Go back and call Deputy Director Liu of the Municipal Bureau. I want him to take care of this matter."

Hu Xiaoqiu chuckled: "I say so. Deal with him and it will be over."

Didi was stunned. She looked at Sister Lan in disbelief. In the eyes of the Jiuchongmen bar singer, Nie Dong was like a local emperor. He just said a word and it was done?

The elder sister smiled thoughtfully, nodded to Di, and followed the black-faced god. She was really majestic.

Tang Yi sighed, "I hope that Nie Dong's case can purify the air in Beijing's entertainment industry." There are rules in the entertainment industry. Tang Yi also knows that the rules of the game in various industries are not administrative orders or just a few people.

It’s a turnaround. But you can do something. You still have to do it. Newcomers who are new to the entertainment industry. There are still some like Dee

Girls like Di have beautiful ideals and wishes, but when they meet people who don't meet them, they eventually refuse to succumb to the unspoken rules. They gradually become numb and finally surrender. This phenomenon exists not only in East Asia, but also in the Western entertainment industry.

It's serious. It's just that there are differences in values ​​between the West and the East after all. Therefore, there is no media making a fuss about it.

Didi was stunned again when she heard Tang Yi talk about purifying his qi. This person has such a loud tone.

Hu Xiaoqiu smiled and said: "Brother Tang, let's make it bigger. Why don't I study a few more examples?"

Guan He tugged at the corner of his clothes. He thought to himself that Xiaoqiu was following Director Tang, so why didn't he make any progress?

Tang Yi also smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be ridiculous." He glanced at Didi and said with emotion: "I don't know when this circle will be truly clean."

| Qiu smiled and said: "Brother Tang, be careful. If your words spread, do you know what kind of storm it will cause?"

Hu Xiaoqiu is right. In Tang Yi's current position, he really needs to be cautious in his words and deeds. If word of what he just said spread, it will cause an uproar.

Tang Yi knew that Hu Xiaoqiu was deliberately making himself happy because he was in a bad mood. He smiled and patted his hand without saying anything else.

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