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Chapter 60

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On this day, after Zhou Yuhe finished his work, the nanny van drove him to the entrance of a luxurious and bright high-end hotel.

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

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

Zhou Yuhe nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Brother Zhao." Then, he entered the hotel with him.

"Xiao Zhou, how's your homework?" Zhao Hua asked Zhou Yuhe with a smile. His words were full of concern.

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

When he met Zhao Hua in the company last year, this person could be considered amiable.

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

Zhou Yuhe hated Ji Chen very much.

But he had to admit.

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

"I've tried my best. If there's anything I don't understand on the field, 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, he did have more than ten years of experience in the entertainment industry compared to ordinary artists.

However, he had always felt that a person's strength was limited. No matter what, there would always be some things that he could not pay attention to.

It would be better if there was someone watching by his side.

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

Zhao Hua's mood was naturally indescribably happy to be relied on by such a popular artist. He thought to himself, no wonder this Xiao Zhou has so many people who like him, including the young master, who is also infatuated with him.

Even he asked himself, if he was so popular at the age of twenty, he would have been so arrogant long ago. How could he be so sensible and polite?

It would not be an exaggeration to say that his style and character were far better than his peers.

Zhao Hua smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much about that. Today, I brought you here to meet a few directors so that everyone can get to know each other. As long as you don't make any big mistakes, the rest of the higher-ups will naturally help you deal with them."

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

Zhao Hua smiled without saying anything.

When Zhou Yuhe wanted to ask more questions, he pulled the door open.

In the luxuriously decorated VIP room sat several familiar faces from his previous life. They were all famous directors that Zhou Yuhe had interacted with or heard of in his previous life.

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

Zhao Hua stepped into the private room first.

Zhou Yuhe hesitated for a moment and then followed.

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

"Director Zhou, Director Liao, Teacher Zhuo, I've seen your 'Heart Rate'. I like the use of color in it very much …" Zhou Yuhe politely greeted them according to Zhao Hua's introduction. Then —

"Mr. Ji."

Zhou Yuhe said indifferently.

Ji Chen smiled and extended his hand to the empty seat beside him. "Sit."

His eyes flashed with a slight and sly light.

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

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