"Who are you?"

"My name is Yang Qing, and I'm the agent of New Moon Entertainment. Mr. Xu must have heard of Xingyue Culture?"

Xu Xizhou shook his head blankly.

Yang Qing was a little surprised, "No way, isn't Mr. Xu's cousin Miss Ren Duo? Mr. Xu has also filmed in the circle before, so he must have some knowledge of several famous entertainment companies in the circle, right? "

"I'm not very interested in the entertainment industry." Xu Xizhou frowned slightly, staring at the man in front of him with some vigilance.

"I have never heard of the Xingyue culture you mentioned. I have no idea of ​​entering the entertainment industry."

"Mr. Xu doesn't have to reject me so quickly." Yang Qing took a gilded business card out of his pocket and handed it to him respectfully.

"Mr. Xu, has you ever thought that after driving so hard for a year, the money you earn is not as much as those celebrities earn from a casual variety show. And as far as I know, Mr. Xu's state in the last few races It doesn't seem to be very good. If you don't get on the podium, how long can Mr. Xu last? Will Karen renew your contract with you next season?"

"Instead of being so nervous every day, Mr. Xu might as well cooperate with me to ensure that you can make money easily and happily."

Hearing this, Xu Xizhou's expression turned cold.

"You think I'm short of money? Have you forgotten who I am?"

Yang Qing's face did not change, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

"Of course I know that Mr. Xu has a rough life, and it's not easy to be recognized by the Ren family. But because of this, I don't think Mr. Xu will be the kind of second-generation wealthy who sits and enjoys his success. He definitely hopes to get his family through his own efforts. approval. Was my guess right?"

Xu Xizhou didn't want to admit that the man who had only met him for the first time touched his sore spot.

"Mr. Xu, I've been in Cornwall for the past few days. You don't have to refuse so decisively. You can think about it. I'm not asking you to give up racing, but I just think that with your qualifications and abilities, if you can enter the entertainment industry, you will be better off. If you cultivate it properly, it will definitely be a big hit."

Zhuang Jingchun looked at Xu Xizhou staring at the business card, and her expression suddenly became a little nervous.

Xu Xizhou looked at the row of gilded words on the business card, and suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

He returned the business card to Yang Qing.

"Don't think any more, you're not the first person who offered me an olive branch. When I was filming the racing movie of Dreamer, several agencies approached me, but I turned them all down. Now , My answer remains the same, even if McLaren doesn't renew my contract with me next season, and no other F1 team wants me, the big deal, I will continue to go back to drive F2F3."

He had a light-hearted smile on his face, and his black eyes were as bright and shining as the purest obsidian.

Yang Qing suddenly understood why he only made a cameo appearance in that movie for a few minutes and attracted the attention of so many audiences.

This kind of persistence and love for what they believe in, and the determination not to be moved by any fame and fortune, in this era of material supremacy, few people have it.

Yang Qing sighed, he didn't take the business card, just put it on the table.

"Mr. Xu, I admire you very much. In fact, you don't need to join our agency. We can still cooperate in the future. I believe that your fans still hope to see you on the screen."

At this time, Xu Xizhou's order just arrived. Zhuang Jingchun seized this opportunity and gave Yang Qing a lukewarm glance.

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, it's our lunch time, can I trouble you not to disturb?"

"Of course, you eat slowly, and I'll go right away."

Seeing the back of Yang Qing leaving, Xu Xizhou felt relieved.

He thought it was fans who came to sign autographs, but he didn't expect to encounter a domestic agent. And this man's eyes were too poisonous, as if he could see what he was thinking at a glance, and he almost persuaded him.

Realizing that Xu Xizhou was a little distracted, Zhuang Jingchun rubbed his head slightly displeased.

"Thinking about that person just now?"

Xu Xizhou nodded unconsciously, and when he found that Zhuang Jingchun's face became particularly ugly, he shook his head again.

"I didn't think about him, I just thought about what he said, and it seemed to make some sense."

"They don't know anything else in this line of work. They just know how to fool people. He just sees how popular you are now, so he generously threw out an olive branch."

"How do I feel that you don't seem to like him very much?"

Zhuang Jingchun snorted coldly, of course he didn't like Yang Qing, especially the exploratory and curious eyes when he stared at Xu Xizhou, as if he was staring at his prey.

"Don't talk about him, let's eat quickly, and then we'll find a place to live."

Chapter 098

They are still staying at the same B&B they stayed at the last time they came.

The proprietress still remembered them. When she saw them coming in, her eyes lit up, she greeted them warmly, and gave them a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies for them to bring to the room.

Xu Xizhou leaned on the balcony and looked at the scenery downstairs. A glossy and plump big orange cat jumped up, not afraid of life when he saw Xu Xizhou, and boldly meowed twice in front of him.

"Little fat man, why is it you again?"

With a smile at the corner of Xu Xizhou's mouth, he touched the orange cat's head, and then reached out to scratch the cat's chin. The big orange cat was purred by him, and soon tilted its head, like a small electric motor, and purred happily in its stomach.

Zhuang Jingchun also walked to the balcony.

He approached quietly, and when Xu Xizhou was unprepared, he wrapped his arms around his waist and slammed him into his arms.

Xu Xizhou's hair touched his chin, he raised his head helplessly and glanced at Zhuang Jingchun.

Why didn't he realize that this guy is also quite naive sometimes?