After traveling through the book, I am busy as a dog. Shaoqing, can you do it?

Chapter 109: Years, don’t you think it’s long?

As one of the top entertainment companies in the country, HY Entertainment is wealthy and powerful, which is obvious to anyone with a discerning eye.

The taste is even better, full of modern style, and the elaborate interior decoration is also pleasing to the eye.

In particular, the entire building is arranged with panoramic windows. The higher the floor, the more relaxed and happy people standing in front of the window will feel.

Therefore, at this moment, on almost every floor of the M Building, there were people gazing out the window, admiring the hustle and bustle of the city.

The president's office at this time.

After hearing Chen Mi's report, Mr. Chen sat back in his seat.

As Diwu Xun entered, he was stared at by three men for several seconds.

The standing man had an excited look on his face, his eyebrows were shaved neatly, he was wearing pink tight pants, a floral short-sleeved shirt, and his hair was very short, a buzz cut, but it was dyed in a fresh and refined style, colorful, just like the lollipops wrapped in colorful paper with holes stuck in the cash register at a supermarket.

Sitting on the sofa next to him was a somewhat polite and indifferent young man in a white shirt and black trousers. He had short, flowing hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with strange long tassels on his slightly opened eyelids. When he saw Diwu Xun coming in, he was the calmest one. He just put down his crossed legs and spread them apart. The arms that were originally crossed in front of his chest were resting on his knees the next moment.

The oldest one was a middle-aged man sitting at the desk. He had a round head and a short flat haircut. His originally big eyes had lost some of their majesty due to the fat on his face, but they did make him look more amiable.

Qiao Da is HY's very powerful agent, and the artists under him are more popular than each other.

Looking at Diwuxun, who was only wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, but had an extremely good-looking face and a temperament that could attract people's attention at first sight, he was simply blinding!

"I don't have anyone on my side now. It's him!"

These words were not spoken to Diwuxun, but to Mr. Chen behind him.

Director Chen stood up from his chair and looked at the young man who had stood there indifferently and without saying a word since he entered the room. He walked over and extended his hand, "Hello, Diwuxun, I am Chen Jiang from HY, welcome to join HY Entertainment."

Diwu Xun lowered his eyes and shook the outstretched hand, "Hello, Mr. Chen."

His voice was cold and low, with a chilly taste.

Upon hearing this, Qi Liang nodded slightly and stood up from the sofa. The golden tassel on his glasses shook. He extended his middle finger to adjust them, stretched out his long legs, took a step, and jumped over the coffee table in front of him, standing in front of Diwuxun.

His fingers were white and slender, with a strong sense of prettiness, "Hello, Qi Liang."

"Hello, Diwuxun." Diwuxun shook the hand.

Before he could let go, Qiao Da behind Qi Liang rushed forward.

He snatched Diwuxun's hand from Qi Liang's and said, "I'm your agent, Qiao Da."

Although Diwu Xun was a little resistant to his enthusiasm, he still curved his lips to show his respect, "Hello."

When Qiao Da saw it, he became even more excited.

He immediately laughed out loud, "Hahahaha", and shouted to Director Chen, "This is amazing! With this kind of temperament, he will be at the peak as soon as he debuts!"

How could Mr. Chen not know?

Otherwise, as a director, why would he condescend to welcome an artist instead of just lying at home and collecting dividends?

I went to so much trouble to snatch it from him, wasn't it because Mr. Shen forced me to do so?

Who is Mr. Shen? He is the chairman and president of HY. He has a sharp eye. How could he be biased when it comes to the people he likes?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Qiao Liang.

Wasn't this Qiao Liang recruited by him in the first place? But he had no intention of being an artist and only wanted to work behind the scenes, otherwise he would have been the mainstay of HY long ago!

"Okay, everyone is here. Let's sign the contract?"

Qiao Liang nodded, stretched out his long arm, and reached the folder on the table. He handed it to Diwu Xun and said, "Make three copies. Take a look. If there are no problems, draw your name and stamp your handprint on the last page of each copy."

"Ahem..." Qiao Da coughed, "It's not a painting, it's a signature. Mr. Qi always uses words as he pleases, don't mind it."

Diwu Xun nodded and flipped through the document. When he saw the length of the contract, he frowned, "20 years? Don't you think it's long?"

Mr. Chen was drinking water and almost spit it out when he heard it. Twenty years? Is Mr. Shen crazy?

He looked at Qiao Liang in horror.

Qiao Liang had an indifferent expression, no less cold than Diwuxun. He lowered his eyes, approached Diwuxun, and whispered something in his ear in a voice that only Diwuxun could hear.

Diwuxun's eyes trembled visibly several times during the whole process.

After Qiao Liang finished speaking, Diwu Xun was stunned for a moment, and without even looking at the rest of the content, he turned directly to the last page and signed, making three copies.

Then, after Qiao Liang considerately brought him the ink, he stretched out his index finger without hesitation and pressed it on the three dried black names.

"Okay. Mr. Chen, it's your turn to draw."

Although Mr. Chen really wanted to know what Qi Liang said, his curiosity was ultimately extinguished by his cold eyes.

He signed his name proudly, stamped it, and handed the document back to Qiao Liang.

Qiao Liang took out a copy and gave it to Diwu Xun, "This is yours, signed, effective immediately."

After saying that, he prepared to leave with the documents in his arms.

"Wait." Diwu Xun stopped him just after he grabbed the door handle, "Can I see Mr. Shen?"

Qiao Liang was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Mr. Shen will contact you when he is free."

After saying that, Qiao Liang opened the door and walked out.

Qiao Da touched his chin and asked Diwu Xun, "You want to meet Mr. Shen? You'll have to wait. Don't laugh at me, I've been in the company for ten years, and I was lucky enough to meet him once nine years ago."

"How old are you this year?" asked Diwu Xun.

Qiao Da was stunned, but quickly replied, "32, what's wrong?"

"Oh." Diwuxun said, "Your outfit doesn't match your age." Then he glanced at Mr. Chen behind him and said, "Mr. Chen, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"..." Qiao Da was stunned after hearing what Diwu Xun said.

Seeing Director Chen nod to Diwu Xun, and then after the boy left, he stood directly in front of Director Chen, looked at his clothes, tugged at his hair, spread his hands, and asked Director Chen, "Do you look too old? This shouldn't be the case. You look so lively, and you look like a young man in his 20s."

Mr. Chen looked at him and let out a long sigh, "I'm old, I can't see it. Maybe you are right."

Then, holding his cup, he went back to his desk.

He glanced at the name tag turned over on the table: Shen Yun.

When was the last time he saw him?

Five years ago? Or six years ago?