Chapter 120

That day, after Zhou Yuhe finished his work, the nanny car drove him to the entrance of a luxurious and bright high-class hotel.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Zhao Hua, Director Zhao, standing at the entrance in a well-ironed suit.

The two of them had met at the annual meeting and would usually greet each other in the company, so there was not much awkwardness or awkwardness when they met.

Zhou Yuhe nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Brother Zhao." Then, they entered the hotel together.

"Little Zhou, how's your homework?" Zhao Hua asked Zhou Yuhe with a smile. His tone was full of concern.

Zhao Hua was indeed a direct descendant of Ji Chen's faction. His style was very similar to Ji Chen's.

When he met Zhao Hua in the company last year, he was considered kind and amiable.

He did not look down on him like other executives just because he was a newcomer.

Zhou Yuhe hated Ji Chen very much.

However, he had to admit it.

He was far more suitable to sit in the position of I.S.'s president than Ji Yuan. He and his direct descendant were more likely to create an entertainment empire.

"I've tried my best. If there's anything I don't understand on stage, please take care of me, Brother Zhao," Zhou Yuhe said politely and humbly.

He was not pretending to be polite.

Although Zhou Yuhe was reborn and had more than ten years of experience in the entertainment industry than ordinary artists, he had always felt that a person's power was limited.

However, he had always felt that a person's power was limited. No matter what, there would always be some things that he couldn't notice.

It would be better if there was someone around to watch over him.

After all, the directors he was going to meet today were indeed heavyweight. He also attached great importance to them and did not want anything to go wrong.

Being relied on by a popular artist who was like the sun in the sky, Zhao Hua's mood was naturally indescribably happy. He thought to himself, No wonder so many people like Little Zhou, including the young master, who is also very infatuated with him.

Even he asked himself, if he had been so popular at the age of 20, he would have become arrogant a long time ago. He would not be so sensible and polite.

It was not an exaggeration to say that his style and character left artists of the same age behind.

Zhao Hua smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much about that. I brought you here today to meet a few directors and get to know each other. It will be fine as long as you don't make any big mistakes. The rest will naturally be handled by the higher-ups."

Zhou Yuhe was confused. "The higher-ups?"

Zhao Hua smiled but did not say anything.

Just as Zhou Yuhe was about to ask more questions, he opened the door to the private room.

In the luxuriously decorated VIP private room sat a few familiar faces from his previous life. They were all big directors that Zhou Yuhe had come into contact with or heard of in his previous life.

Then, Zhou Yuhe's gaze fell on a corner of the private room, and his body stiffened for a moment.

Zhao Hua walked into the private room first.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Yuhe also followed.

"This is Director Zhou, this is Director Liao, this is Director Zhuo, Teacher Zhuo …" Zhao Hua introduced Zhou Yuhe one by one.

"Hello, Director Zhou. Hello, Director Liao. Teacher Zhuo, I've seen your 'Heart Rate'. I really like the use of colors in it …" Zhou Yuhe politely greeted them according to Zhao Hua's introduction, and then —

"Mr. Ji."

Zhou Yuhe said in an indifferent tone.

Ji Chen smiled and extended his hand to the empty seat on the side, gesturing for him to sit. "Sit."

His eyes flashed with a bit of a cunning light.

"Mr. Ji, you didn't even dare to refute a single word of criticism from your uncle tonight. I don't know where you get the confidence to make such a promise to me."