Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

On the way back to the hotel, Qin Jue's mood, which was slightly relieved by Masako Limu, slowly became heavy again.

After getting out of the car, she subconsciously touched the cigarette in her pocket, stopped halfway, turned to Zhang Ming and took out a box of pocky.

Tobacco intake is a bit too much these days.

Thinking about it carefully, it might not have been the intention of taking foreign objects out of self-abandonment.

Qin Jue bit pocky and returned to his room, changed his costume, and took a shower.

As soon as he finished blowing his hair, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Um?"

Qin Jue, who was wearing casual clothes, got up and opened the door. It was Zhang Ming.

The producer of He Xu's film is his own family, named Wenhe Entertainment. The life producer has a good attitude towards her, the old man's appointed star. Assistant Zhang Ming's room is arranged by the producer, and it is next to Qin Jue.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother, you haven't eaten yet." Zhang Ming smiled, "I ordered takeout."

After speaking, he raised the bag in his hand.

The timing was right.

Qin unequivocally stepped aside: "Come in."

The hotel is apartment-style, with a small kitchen and a foldable dining table. Qin Jue opened it three times, and Zhang Ming just took out the supper and placed it in sequence.

"Brother Qin, you can be lazy." Zhang Ming laughed, "As an assistant, there are too many things to do, and we have to have the artist break the table in person."

"With your strength, it's not as fast as me."

Qin Jue laughed, "It's not a waste, why can't I do it myself."

"That's the truth." Zhang Ming smiled and mixed the soy sauce and mustard, and handed her the chopsticks that had not been opened. "Brother, I'm here to take care of you, not to eat rice. If you're tired, take a break. Come on, I'm still here."

"The big boy told me this." Qin Jue scoffed.

"oops."

Zhang Ming stopped laughing and said seriously, "Brother Qin, you always like to take care of people. Although I'm not very old, since I've taken this job, I'm your employee. The employee only sees whether they can do things or not. If you can't do good things, don't act like helping a child."

Qin Jue mixed the sauce twice with chopsticks and watched him quietly for a few seconds.

"really."

She lowered her eyes and sighed, "Am I too worried?"

Zhang Ming hesitated, then nodded honestly.

"I feel like I'm a little doted on worrying about it. Well, it's not, it's just..." He couldn't think of a word and scratched his head.

"understood."

Qin Jue helplessly shook his head and smiled.

There is no way, I have decided to change my mentality countless times, and my habit is still engraved in my bones.

It's okay to meet older people like Tang Ting and He Xu, but she still subconsciously treats people like Limu Masako, Zhang Ming, and even He Chang and Takagi Ryu with the eyes of elders.

"Brother, I think—" Zhang Ming thought about it for a long time before he said, "I think you seem to be very good at taking people away. That kind of, uh, natural leader."

"But look, sister Ran is an agent, right, but she won't arrange work for you like the brokers of other companies. Here, brother Qin, you are the only boss. We are all part-time workers. At most, it's an assistant, and it doesn't seem to be able to really help you."

Zhang Ming hesitated, "Just... ah, brother, are you demanding too much of yourself? You've been tense all the time, looking tired."

Qin Jue looked at him with a meaningful look while chewing something, making Zhang Ming's heart tremble.

That's right... When the assistant said this, did he take himself too seriously?

"I'm not big, but I can speak quite well."

Qin Jue laughed briefly, "Come on, I know what you mean. You're trying to say, suggest me to rely more on the people around me and don't always carry it on my own, right?"

"Hey, that's right!"

Zhang Ming nodded again and again.

"Then go back and read a book." Qin Jue said.

"what?"

Zhang Ming was dumbfounded.

"Such a simple thing can be said in one or two sentences, and it takes a long time. You are not very good at expressing yourself." Qin Jue was rude, "Go back and read more, and don't let me lose the chain when you rely on you. "

"..." Zhang Ming looked at her pitifully, "Brother, I'm heartbroken."

"I'll find you Sister Ran for the study materials." Qin Jue took a sip of soup, "It doesn't matter if you have a diploma or not, it's just a piece of paper. You have to know what you really learned."

Zhang Ming's expression was painful, but he nodded very seriously.

He knew that he would definitely be able to do great things with Qin Jue in the future. These days, he and He Chang and their assistants had a lot of fun and learned a lot of knowledge in the circle.

This is also thanks to Qin Jue. The artists in his family have the strength to do things, and they are valued by directors like He Xu. Naturally, Zhang Ming's low-level problems will not be looked down upon by others. In the manner of a senior, he patiently taught him, and he rushed to form a good relationship.

"However, you don't have to lose confidence."

Qin Jue swallowed his supper and said with a smile, "Even if you are a part-timer, the boss and the employee have a run-in. The key is not how well you do it, but how you do it properly."

She is strong enough to take on most things, and it happens that she needs Zhang Ming, a little assistant who can come to do some small jobs.

Zhang Ming nodded vigorously.

He has been working hard alone for several years, and he has already mastered this mental adjustment.

"Hey, wait, Brother Qin, are you changing the subject?"

Zhang Ming suddenly woke up.

"..." Qin Jue's sashimi's hand paused for a moment, and calmly put it into the dipping plate and dipped it, "How do you know that I like to eat this?"

Zhang Ming was stunned: "Ah, because Brother Qin, you eat other things quickly, only raw food will be slower."

"Um."

Qin Jue nodded.

In fact, she doesn't have any preference for food. It's good to have something to eat, so she doesn't have the heart to pick and choose.

As for why they prefer to eat raw after being reborn, it is probably... I can miss the difficult environment at that time.

When I feel that I am very separated from today's peaceful society, it is normal to tend to look for more familiar things.

It's like those old people in their 70s and 80s chatting with their young grandchildren, not talking about popular TV dramas, new clothes and mobile phones, but can only tell their past stories over and over again.

Because that is the life they have personally experienced, the place where they have a sense of belonging.

Qin Jue thought of this and showed a self-deprecating smile.

"It's good, very careful." She affirmed.

In the past, if someone found out about her eating and living habits, Qin Jue would definitely get tense, check the person in time, or just clean up the person.

After all, in an environment like the end of the world, the more you let others know, the more your own crisis will be.

However, as Zhang Ming said, there is nothing wrong with relying more on and trusting the people around you.

She should indeed let go of this harmonious era a little bit.

Qin Jue picked up the miso soup and rinsed his mouth, swallowed it and said, "I take time every night to exercise my acting skills. I can't hear the outside world, so don't disturb me."

"Mmmm." Zhang Ming nodded.

"I'll go to bed directly after training, and the next morning..."

Qin Jue clicked his tongue, "Forget it, it's a hassle to say that, let you, Sister Ran, add more functions to the APP."

Zhang Ming was stunned: "Ah? Is this still possible?"

"Stay by my side, I suggest you get used to the rhythm of high-tech sooner or later." Qin Jue teased the child wickedly, took out his mobile phone and clicked, "Well, alright."

"Ah, ah?"

Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone and clicked on the APP, then he was dumbfounded.

His account is an assistant authority. He usually uses salary settlement and public expense reimbursement the most. In addition, it is a note and a schedule, which records some small knowledge in the circle. For example, if you give a gift to Cen Yi, it is better to choose An early education machine that his son Cen Kuan would like.

But now, there is a logo printed with the Q version of the wolf head in the sidebar. Click on it, and the top is the year, month and day, followed by the 24-hour timetable. Qin Jue's Q version of the villain stops at the At 23:16, the location is a certain room in a certain hotel, the status is an icon for eating, and the overall color is green, indicating idleness.

There is even a line of small characters next to it: XX restaurant XX sashimi cuisine, which has been well received by me, it is recommended to add it to the menu.

"This……"

Zhang Ming was dumbfounded.

It's only been a few minutes since Brother Qin said the words "add a function"? !

Is Sister Ran so strong? ?

Zhang Ming blankly slid across the screen, experimenting with new functions, and an emoji of a tauren holding a beer in one hand and a thumbs up appeared in front of him.

This is real cow beer!

Qin Jue smiled and ignored him. He casually read V blog's comments and private messages.

Seeing that her smile subsided, she let out a light breath.

Little Mirror sent a long paragraph in the private message, the effect is almost the same as what Zhang Ming said just now.

Qin Jue held his head and thought about it. In the past, only the seventh military division would tell her about this~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

... No, not to the extent of "tell her", but to scolded her mercilessly.

Mingming's appearance is immortal, and her voice is pleasant and her tone is not harsh, but she is inexplicably able to control Qin Jue, which makes her automatically and consciously reflect on her guilty conscience.

It can be said that she is more than her own mother.

Qin Jue rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

There are not many people who can really come into contact with her in the last days. Including Morin Ran who was born later, there are a total of five people in her family, including the dog, the military teacher, the little fox and the rabbit.

It's just that after the peaceful age, she and Zhang Ming, Riki Masako, and fans no longer had the kind of military-ordered fighting at any time, and everyone who cared about her would sincerely care and greet her.

This feeling of being cared for is frightening.

At the beginning, it was precisely because he didn't want the seventh military division to worry and collapse, Qin Jue was able to contain his murderous self, and was the first to rush out without encountering any danger.

Now there are more people like him unconsciously.

People are worried and concerned, and while their hearts are warmed, they will bear more psychological burdens.

...Perhaps, these good intentions should not be pushed aside.

The burden is just the burden. She should do a better job to respond to this expectation; she should also be more honest and not let them worry too much.

Think about it, Lao Qin.

What is the age, don't shut yourself down.

Qin Jue scolded himself expressionlessly, and his emotions and body suddenly relaxed.

She pinched the bridge of her nose, clearly showing tiredness.

"Mingzi."

"Hey!"

Zhang Ming hurriedly responded.

"Pack up, and help me get my headphones by the way." Qin Jue stood up against the table, "I'll start a live broadcast."