The old father dressed as an actor

Chapter 32 CP Well, One Pair Can Be Disassembled Is One Pair

In less than two days, Yan Chi's heat hadn't gone down yet, and another big event happened.

Huafeng Media, where Tao Ran works, sued in the name of the company the black haters and marketing accounts that hacked him the most, and asked the network side to disclose the real-name information of the above-mentioned users, and then publicly sued them.

Demand a public apology and compensation for corresponding losses.

It doesn't matter if you have more money or less money, it's mainly an attitude.

The people in this circle have more or less been hacked in various ways. Most of them bought water to suppress them, or used other evidence to fight against gangsters, but it is extremely difficult to really sue the source of these stench. Less.

They are not one person, but many organized and planned groups, just hiding behind the network cable and taking money to do things for others.

They have countless avatars and aliases, even if a few are reported and seized, they will not pose any threat to them, but will cause a counterattack like a ghost.

So few people would do such a thankless thing.

But Tao Ran was unwilling to compromise.

If all the harm can be easily let go because of hiding behind the network cable, there will be no gratitude in return, only intensified bullying and malice.

After all, he has nothing to lose, and he doesn't care about fighting for everything.

His fans also followed suit, and the number grew stronger.

And the true fans are really crying with joy.

I have been aggrieved for so long, every time I want to speak out for him, I will be overwhelmed by more malice, no matter how distressed I am, there is nothing I can do, I am so anxious that I want to cry.

"However, this wave of gangsters... dare to do this, except for those big bosses, who are not afraid of being retaliated at all, who else has the courage? Supporting Zai Zai, stupid. Forcing the marketing account to collect black money and eat black-hearted food, really Don't be afraid to choke to death!"

"Zai Zai is really pitiful. When he was hacked before, everyone scolded him. It was all led by these idiots. He sued them for bankruptcy! Do you really think you can do whatever you want by hiding behind the network cable?"

"Speaking of which, Zai Zai has never accepted an endorsement! There is no way to spend money for him, my God, what is their company doing?"

"No matter, today is a good day, draw ten people to pay 50 yuan in cash, cheer us up, and when his contract expires, find a good company to pay [-] yuan! Love Zaizai forever!"

The protagonist at the center of the story is negotiating with the boss on the top floor of Huafeng Building.

"Tao Ran, I recruited you into the company. You knew what your situation was at that time. The company has trained you until now, and you refused to stay in just half a year? Are you a bit unreasonable?"

The boss, Zhong Qi, is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He looks very kind, but his narrow eyes are very shrewd.

He raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a friendly smile, "Actually, the company hasn't treated you badly these years, right? You don't have to be so desperate, right? After all, it's only been half a year..."

"Mr. Zhong..." Tao Ran sighed softly, "When I joined the company, I always remembered your care for me, so in the past few years, sister Wen's neglect of me, I have not taken it too seriously The assistant was found by myself, and the actor who took the role was the one who knew the news and went to the interview. After acting in Xiaohuo, most of the follow-up resources were distributed to others by her, which I can understand."

Tao Ran smiled wryly, "After all, if the company wants to develop in the long run, it always wants to welcome newcomers, but at that time, I was just a newcomer. And this happened more than once. I don't believe Mr. Zhong is ignorant of you. I let you out The resources, the company's share of filming, have already exceeded the company's 'early' investment in me over the years."

Zhong Qi frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but his expression darkened, signaling him to continue.

"Sister Wen's things must have been shown to you. In fact, they are not very important. I just came here today to discuss the peaceful termination of the contract with you. If there is a lawsuit, according to what the company has done, I will not pay liquidated damages. There will be too many. But this incident is not good to hear. The previous contract termination lawsuit of Huang Shengyuan's artists also had a great impact and influence on the industry, and the newcomers may... think more about it."

"If the contract is terminated peacefully, it is impossible for me to make any comments that are unfavorable to the company. There may be cooperation in the future. If Mr. Zhong has other ideas, he can also mention them to me at any time. After all, I will always remember your kindness. "

"Are you threatening me?" Zhong Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, with the tails of his eyes raised, looking sharp and ruthless.

"No." Tao Ran shook his head, "I'm just telling you about my plans for the future. I don't have any dramas in my hands, and I don't even have any endorsements. In fact, they don't have that high commercial value."

Zhong Qi lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Go back first, I will give you news."

Tao Ran nodded, turned around and walked out.

In fact, here, things are basically half done.

He still has a hole card in his hand, and he won't lose the lawsuit, but he really doesn't want to make such an ugly mess.

There are too many things in the past two days, and the filming is with other actors, Tao Ran is a little bit disappointed, but when he thinks that all the scenes in this greenhouse will end tomorrow, and he will go back to filming with Yan Chi again, he feels a lot more relaxed , the driving speed is much faster.

Go home early and recite the lines to prepare, and hope to perform perfectly tomorrow.

Tao Ran took half a day off today to catch up with Zhong Qi's time, so she returned home very early, and arrived home before six o'clock.

After getting himself something to eat, he went into his room and came out with an easel.

The Xu family is also a wealthy family, and the education they have received since childhood is also very comprehensive and avant-garde, but as they get older and have their own preferences, they will gradually give up some and strengthen others.

Among them is painting.

Few people know that Tao Ran is a good painter.

He sat in front of the easel, biting the tip of his pen, closed his eyes and carefully recalled how Yan Chi leaned against the door yesterday.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, and moved his hands quickly. After setting the outline with a few shallow strokes, a sketch was freshly produced in less than 15 minutes.

Although it is black and white, and there are not even too many details, but the charm, people will never be easily mistaken.

Yan Chi was leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket, his slightly raised jaw was smooth and clear, and his slightly drooping eyelashes were distinct, definitely not comparable to those crudely made things.

Tao Ran took out a box, carefully opened the lid, and put the painting in.

This is what Yan Chi saw when he passed it on.

He watched Tao Ran put something into the box that he had never seen before, and then heard the sound of the kitchen, went to pour boiling water, and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

Yan Chi stood up gracefully. After this period of time, he has long been used to this kind of thing and adapted to his new identity very well.

When he lowered his head and glanced at the box, he froze.

Here are paintings.

The person on the screen knew it was him at a glance, and the date and author were written in the signature column below.

Hearing the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, Yan Chi felt a little itchy.

Was this painted by Tao Ran?

Can he still paint?Or is this the artist he hired himself?

After all, it is the most common thing for fans to invite others to draw pictures of their idols, but he somehow felt that Tao Ran would not do that kind of thing.

And all these... are they all?

Yan Chi hesitated for a moment, got up on his stomach, carefully grabbed the edge of the box, took it off, and fiddled with it twice with his paws.

It turned out that it was all him!

Even in the earliest days, the funny clips of Yan Chi's debut were drawn into manga, and the photos of his first endorsement were all turned into pencils, left on paper, and would not be easily thrown away.

A thick stack of papers, it looks like there are at least [-] or [-] sheets, almost including all his major events, such as the first award-winning actor, the first live broadcast, and interacting with fans...

Full of memories.

Yan Chi carefully put the things back, and placed them on the sofa as they were. When Tao Ran came out of the shower, he didn't show any signs.

Tao Ran tidied it up a bit, stuffed it very preciously into the locker under the TV, and recited the lines for several hours before falling asleep.

When the room was turned off until there was only one bedside lamp left, Yan Chi ran out secretly, took out the box, picked the sketch on the top layer, and clipped it into Tao Ran's script.

A thin sheet, almost weightless, made his heart thump.

"Morning, Brother Gu." Tao Ran walked into the dressing room the next day, and found that Yan Chi had already finished his work and was sitting beside him brushing his phone.

Hearing his voice, he raised his head and nodded slightly at him, "Morning."

Yan Chi seemed to be constantly swiping his phone, but his eyes kept looking at the makeup mirror. After a while, he put down the phone and said to Tao Ran, "Have you brought the script? I'll have a sentence I want to change later, but I'm not sure I can." You can’t pick up the lines that follow.”

Tao Ran hastily took out the script from his bag, it was a thick book, it was quite heavy, and it was full of his own notes and post-it notes.

There are many creases and signs of damage on the corners, presumably for the convenience of memory when memorizing the lines.

Yan Chi turned over, fixed his gaze on one spot.

"Tao Ran," he said softly, met Tao Ran's puzzled gaze, turned over the script in his hand and faced her, pointed to the thin piece of paper and asked, "This is...for me ?"

Tao Ran took a closer look, his eyes widened instantly.

He never thought that this painting would appear here!

Before he figured out what happened, he heard Yan Chi's slightly smiling voice, "I like it very much, thank you. The painting is great."

Tao Ran: "Brother Gu... just as long as you like it..."