Translator: Eclipse
Proofreader: Polarbearadise
Editor: Mosstree
At the sound of a creak, Yu Ming subconsciously looked at the door, two hours ago, Han Dong, who had gone out with great fanfare, came back looking dejected. As if he thought of something, Yu Ming actually grinned for the first time, resulting in Han Dong's pair of furtive eyes just catching it in time.
MD! Normally make you laugh, you don't laugh, now you even know how to rejoice in other people’s misfortune!
(T/N: MD – Slang for motherfucker)
Han Dong's leg stopped jolting about, his head also stopped swaying and he also can't be cocky anymore……he completely turned into a god of plague and stood in front of Yu Ming's room door, exuding a tiny bit of pitiful dominance.
“What are you laughing at? Let me tell you, because you crossed me just now, your grandpa will not be leaving anymore!”
Yu Ming responded by turning a cold side profile to Han Dong: Are you going to leave or not.
The most unfortunate thing in the world was being “confronted with mortal danger yet without a route to escape”, Han Dong looked at the deflated mattress, sofa, stool and simply wanted to slap his big mouth a few times, you actually didn't fucking spare even one ah!
Left with no choice, Han Dong had to pick up a barely usable one, inflated it then sat down.
If the previous inflatable sofa was meant to rest, now it is meant to prove how long Han Dong's legs were. Before he even finished one cigarette, Han Dong’s knees went over his shoulders.
He still can't understand: How did Wang Zhongding change his mind so suddenly?
Is my charm really that scary?!!!
In front of his eyes appeared a scene like this: Chairman Wang punched the wall, the red blood formed a sharp contrast against the white wall, he turned around and growled at him: You playful little weirdo, what should I do with you?
Just as he was YY-ing, the non-westernized version of “Wang Zhongding” came to his door.
“Even if chairman Wang had become your manager, he can only operate in secret and will not announce it to the public. In the eyes of others, you are still a freelance artist that is just in a partnership with the company."
Han Dong's discontent was openly voiced, “What is the damn use of being a freelance artist in the eyes of others? In reality don't I still have to be controlled by him?”
“Because both of your interests are directly linked, he will spare no effort to raise you, this kind of opportunity even if other people beg for it, they wouldn't able to receive it. Out of a few hundreds of stars signed under the company, only two people were able to enjoy this kind of privilege."
There is actually still another one? Han Dong immediately asked: “who is that?”
“Even if I tell you, you will not know that person."
“There are no artists in this company that I don’t know about, spit it out, who is it exactly?”
Ji Tao intentionally made a perfunctory remark, “I'm also not too clear, this belongs to the internal classified information.”
Han Dong didn't continue to ask, but took the matter of Wang Zhongding personally carrying him to heart.
“No matter how good the opportunity is I also don't want to be managed by him, so long as I stay in this company, who become my manager, what difference does it make? You should go request Wang Zhongding to continue to be my manager."
“I’ve already requested with him." Said Ji Tao.
Han Dong quickly asked: “Then what did he say?”
"He said I had two options, either I can be your manager or be promoted to executive director."
Han Dong was immediately choked for half a day before he could speak, “Ji Tao, you are not that kind of person, right?”
“I certainly wasn’t before, but I’ve learned a lot from you these days, especially the phrase you always said to me: we have to live for ourselves!”
Han Dong, "……"
The two men fell into silence.
Han Dong felt uneasy at first, however thinking about it from another perspective, if Ji Tao became the Executive Director in an entertainment company, it meant becoming a part of the management committee, it's also not necessarily a bad thing to have such a powerful person by his side.
Therefore he moved closer to Ji Tao, “Now that you are in charge, can you give me a new set of furniture? It doesn't matter if they're not new, I'll have no problem against bringing back the old furniture that was moved away."
Ji Tao looked slightly troubled, “I’m mainly in charge of managers.”
“That’s right, you're in charge of all the managers, can’t you help me with this little trivial matter?”
“The problem is your manager is chairman Wang.”
Han Dong, "……"
Ji Tao added: “What's more, I’m only an executive director, there is still a director above me, above the director there is still a general manager, the final approval authority lies with the general manager, who is Feng Jun, after Feng Jun approves, it still needs to be signed by chairman Wang."
After all that was said, Han Dong finally understood, Wang Zhong Ding was trying to create a gap between him and Ji Tao ah!