Chapter 87
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Zhou Yuhe got out of the van with thick sunglasses and a mask and walked into the I.S. building.
The elevator arrived at a familiar floor. He pushed open the door to Yang Yu's office and was stunned when he saw the scene behind the door.
"Brother Bai?" Zhou Yuhe asked uncertainly. He even looked back at the sign at the door and thought that he had walked into the wrong office.
The man called Brother Bai was also an agent of I.S., but he wasn't as capable as Yang Yu in all aspects.
Speaking of which, there was a relationship between the two agents.
When Yang Yu was still in the idol department, Brother Bai had always been in charge of the acting department. Even when Yang Yu had just been demoted to the acting department, he had to look up to Brother Bai to survive.
However, ever since Yang Yu brought out Zhou Yuhe, his status in I.S. had risen. Brother Bai had gone from being the boss of the acting department to a small figure who nodded and bowed.
Although he had always been polite to Yang Yu and Zhou Yuhe, no one knew if he had any ulterior motives.
Brother Bai packed up his office equipment and smiled as he came up to her. "Teacher Zhou, how can you call me brother? You're too polite. Just call me Ah Bai. Come in and have a seat. "
Brother Bai's flattering attitude made Zhou Yuhe feel a little uncomfortable.
He walked into the office with a straight face, looked around, and asked, "Where's Brother Yang?"
Brother Bai saw that Zhou Yuhe didn't like him and asked about Yang Yu the moment he came in. A trace of displeasure flashed across his face, but he quickly hid it in his eyes and answered, "He's been promoted. He's been transferred back to the idol department to be the manager. From today onwards, I'll be in charge of all your acting work. Please take care of me."
Zhou Yuhe was silent for a while, then Xiaoxiao said, "I see. Alright, I'll have to trouble you in the future."
He didn't show anything on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.
He and Yang Yu had worked together for two years. Although the initial run-in period wasn't very pleasant, they had gradually developed a tacit understanding.
The two of them supported each other and worked their way up from a nameless 18th-tier artist to today. It could be said that they were among the top young artists in China. Even in the huge I.S. department, they had a considerable say.
Such a sharing of trials and tribulations.
It was impossible to say that they had no feelings for each other and that it was just a work relationship that could be replaced at any time.
Similarly, I.S. should also be very clear about this.
Why did he suddenly change his manager? And it was done without informing him at all?
Zhou Yuhe could no longer sit still.
He joked with Brother Bai for a while, then found an excuse to leave the office. He was going to the idol department to ask Yang Yu about the situation.
Just as he reached the elevator, someone called out to him.
"Zhou Zhou, CEO Ji wants to see you." His female assistant, who had a good relationship with him, patted him on the shoulder.
CEO Ji? Which CEO Ji?
Now that the battle for the CEO of I.S. had reached its climax, Ji Yuan and Ji Chen had never stopped playing tricks on the surface and behind the scenes. The rumors from the higher-ups of the company were also changing day by day.
Even now, his manager could be transferred away at will without any notice. Under such changing circumstances, he really couldn't tell if the 'CEO Ji' the assistant was referring to was Ji Yuan or Ji Chen.
He was about to say that he had something to do at the acting department when he suddenly thought of something. He nodded and followed the assistant into the CEO's office.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the tall and mature figure looked lonely and weathered. There were even a few strands of white hair at his temples.
Zhou Yuhe said, "Hello, CEO Ji."
Ji Yuan froze, then turned around and smiled at Zhou Yuhe tiredly. "Sit."
Uncle and nephew were fighting, family members were turning against each other, and even his biological father was not on his side.
Even an insufferably arrogant man like Ji Yuan had been worn out by these few months of swords and sabers.
Zhou Yuhe sat on the swivel chair in front of the desk.
Ji Yuan sat down opposite him.
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