Chapter 19: Come Over to My Side
As a duo set out to pasture by the company, and as the only artist under Han Chi’s management…
Chen Wei knew better than anyone what the expiration of Han Chi’s contract with Xingyao Media meant.
No wonder Han Chi had such an expression when he came out of Xu Cheng’s office.
How could he have forgotten?
In this company, the only two things that could still affect Han Chi’s emotions, besides Jiang Chuan, were himself.
Chen Wei sneered.
Although he had known for a long time that they would eventually have a falling out with the company, he hadn’t expected this day to come so quickly.
Chen Wei didn’t know how many years Han Chi’s contract with Xingyao Media was for.
But he remembered clearly that when Xu Cheng scouted him, ten years was written plainly on the contract.
Fortunately, he had been cautious at the time and changed the ten-year term to five years, using the condition that he wouldn’t sign if they didn’t agree.
Grateful for Xu Cheng’s scouting, he didn’t want the termination of the contract to become too ugly.
Even though the company had never given them a single scrap of resources, Chen Wei had never harbored any resentment toward them.
He had originally thought that after five years, everyone would just part ways amicably.
But now, for Xu Cheng to be pushed into a corner and even resort to using the contract to threaten Han Chi, the situation was likely not that simple.
However, before he could think further, the sudden sound of a phone notification interrupted his thoughts.
Chen Wei snapped back to reality.
He subconsciously unlocked the screen.
Opening WeChat, the person who sent the message was Zhou Sijin.
He was asking where Chen Wei was right now.
Chen Wei didn’t reply; he just casually opened his location and sent a pinned address over.
On the other end, Zhou Sijin didn’t waste words either; he also sent a location and added a note:
[Come here.]
To Chen Wei’s surprise, the location Zhou Sijin sent this time wasn’t a hotel.
Looking at the prominent restaurant name on the message interface, by some freak of nature, Chen Wei replied to Zhou Sijin:
[?]
Zhou Sijin didn’t beat around the bush with him and said directly:
[Come here; there’s something you want.]
Something he wanted?
The only thing he could think of that Zhou Sijin referred to as “wanted” was Zhang Quan’s movie.
Exiting the chat interface, Chen Wei casually turned off his phone.
Raising his head, he happened to meet Han Chi’s eyes, which were full of worry.
“Zhou Sijin is calling you over again?”
The matter of the contract there wasn’t settled, and here he was busy dealing with Zhou Sijin.
Han Chi’s worry was not without reason.
But Chen Wei had his own thoughts and plans.
“Don’t worry, Brother Han. I know what I’m doing.”
For their first meeting, in order not to leave a bad impression, Chen Wei spent the whole journey searching for information related to Zhang Quan on his phone.
He didn’t graduate from a specialized academy, let alone a drama school.
When he was luckily discovered by Xu Cheng and brought into the entertainment industry, besides finding it novel, he also had his own little bit of selfishness.
Fortunately, he could endure hardship and was willing to put in the effort.
Whether it was martial arts scenes or water scenes, he had never used a stunt double.
He had acted in many dramas over these three years and hadn’t missed the chance to hone his acting skills.
Occasionally meeting veteran actors on set, Chen Wei would take advantage of his free time to tirelessly ask the seniors for the secrets and keys to acting.
Chen Wei’s attitude was polite, and he was humble and eager to learn.
Many veterans were also willing to teach him some of the secrets they used when acting.
Having polished his acting for so long, the current Chen Wei urgently needed a good script to break through his current self.
Zhang Quan’s drama was a great opportunity.
Avoiding the peak traffic hours, Chen Wei arrived very quickly.
Although Han Chi was Chen Wei’s manager…
The person who had brokered this meeting was Zhou Sijin.
To avoid some unnecessary awkward scenes, Han Chi voluntarily stayed in the car.
Before he got out, Chen Wei smiled and patted his shoulder to reassure him.
He got out of the car.
After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing amiss with his appearance, Chen Wei walked through the portico in front of him and into the central hall of the restaurant.
The entire interior of the restaurant was in the shape of a circular pyramid, with a total of six floors.
The six floors were divided into six areas, representing six different social classes.
Chen Wei looked up at the magnificent hall before him.
His gaze fell on the fourth floor, which he had been to before.
Soon, a waiter walked toward him with a smile.
“Hello, do you have a reservation?”
Chen Wei nodded.
“I’m looking for a Mr. Zhou.”
As soon as he said that, the waiter was clearly startled. After a second, he suddenly realized.
A full smile broke out on his face, and he bowed to Chen Wei, making a “please” gesture.
“VIP, please follow me.”
Chen Wei followed the waiter onto the elevator.
He watched the waiter take out an elevator card. After a clear “beep,” the display screen jumped steadily to a “6.”
Chen Wei’s brows twitched slightly.
The elevator doors opened, and he was led out of the elevator by the waiter.
After a few steps, the waiter stopped in front of a suite door.
Chen Wei looked up at the room number.
Such a simple string of numbers was the symbol of financial power and authority in the entire Northern City.
The waiter knocked on the door.
Following a “Come in” from inside, the door automatically slid open from the center to both sides.
Chen Wei stood at the door, his palm hidden under his coat tightening slightly in nervousness.
The door opened, and Zhou Sijin’s familiar face was the first to enter his sight.
Automatically bypassing Zhou Sijin, Chen Wei shifted his gaze back.
To be honest, this wasn’t actually the first time Chen Wei had seen Zhang Quan.
But that was limited to the red carpets of certain official event nights and several major award ceremonies.
After all, a 38th-tier star like him was not qualified to sit at the same table as a veteran figure like Zhang Quan before becoming famous.
The moment his gaze met Zhang Quan’s, Chen Wei wore a smile and nodded politely to the other party.
His attitude was consistently neither humble nor overbearing.
Zhang Quan had navigated the entertainment industry for many years; what kind of person had he not seen?
But the moment he first saw Chen Wei, a flash of amazement still inevitably appeared in the depths of his eyes.
When did such a person appear in the entertainment industry?
As the gold-medal director who had won the most awards in the country, how could he not have noticed?
Zhang Quan was still in a daze.
On the side, Zhou Sijin patted the back of the chair next to him with a relaxed expression. He said to Chen Wei at the door in a good mood:
“Come over to my side.”
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