It will be almost evening and the light is already a little dark.

Wei Qinghe wandered around the set for a few times. After confirming that he had nothing to do, he took the script and went back to his lounge.

Only three or four sentences marked with blue markers on a thick stack of scripts are Wei Qinghe's lines.

The piece under the stack of paper is deformed due to long-term pinching, which will appear old.

Wei Qinghe sat at the table and lit the light, took out a small notebook from the bag he carried with him, and began to settle the expenses and IOUs over the past few days, as well as the mother's next stage of treatment costs.

The boy's youthful face was full of seriousness and dignity, counting every stroke.

Wei Qinghe is different from when he speaks. He looks aristocratic and elegant. He looks younger and more energetic with the voice of the boy when he speaks. He is also gloomy when he speaks, and has a sense of depressed and unsuccessful youth.

After a few minutes, I finished it and even calculated it.

Only then did Wei Qinghe put the things back in his bag and continued to read the script.

He knew that he looked good, and his previous scout said he was a gift from God.

But I have to say that he couldn't grasp the role he took on this time.

The innocent sixth prince...

How could he become naive...

Pick.

The door of the lounge was opened, and Tang Youmin, who was also idle, walked in from outside, not knowing that the stubbornness was wrong again.

This makes you laugh freely, as if you are 20,000 or 50,000.

Wei Qinghe saw clearly the person and stopped looking at him and continued to read his own script.

"Oh, are you reading the script alone?" Tang Youmin smiled and walked towards Wei Qinghe, "Didn't your nanny assistant come?"

The nanny assistant he mentioned, the uncle Lin before Wei Qinghe went to VG entertainment.

As if unknown beside the Wei Qing River, he continued to read the script in front of the lamp.

"But why are you so pitiful? VG didn't give you an assistant? Didn't give you an agent? I'm here alone." Tang Youmin walked and sat on the table next to Wei Qinghe. His hair spray-applied head was facing the light, and the tin was bright.

"No." Wei Qinghe was very disgusted with him, and took his foot on the ground and took a few steps back, further away from him.

VG Entertainment is much more than a broker in other companies, and it is basically only two.

Wei Qinghe's living assistant is not in the lounge other places on the set. The agent doesn't know why, but he went to another artist to watch it.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk." He shook his head and smacked his tongue. Tang Youmin's face was playful and moved a little towards Wei Qinghe, "You go and pour me a glass of water, I'm thirsty."

"Idiot."

Wei Qinghe immediately cursed, and his body stepped back a little more with a sturdy body.

"Be more sensible." Tang Youmin maintained a rising attitude from beginning to end, "Isn't it okay for juniors to do something for seniors?"

"What kind of senior are you? You are a senior when you joined Southwest Entertainment at the same time as me?"

Wei Qinghe retorted.

If you really need to count the time, I became a trainee several months earlier than him.

"What are your vg entertainment compared to Southwest Entertainment?"

After Tang Youmin said something, his expression suddenly became extremely puzzled, "No, I said Wei Qinghe, where did you get the capital here to be rampant with me? Who can support you? Is it your wealthy father who abandoned your pregnant girlfriend, or your waste mother who lies on the hospital bed to prolong your life with medicine?"

When talking about this, Tang Youmin's tone was ups and downs, and he would occasionally drag his voice, and then he would be accompanied by a humble expression.

Very challenging.

"you!"

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Chapter completed!