Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Long He muttered to himself, "Anyway, you can just follow me for now. Do whatever work comes your way. It's better than you going out for an internship and getting nothing but frustration."

"Fine, I'll learn on my own after joining the company!"

Ding Heng was too lazy to expose his brother's thoughts, and just smiled wryly: "Also, how much are you planning to pay me a month?"

Longhe immediately perked up when he heard about the salary issue.

"How much do you want? How about 20,000 first?"

"Twenty thousand!?"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated. His brother was living too comfortably and probably had no concept of money anymore!

He continued, "How much does your assistant, Xiao He, earn per month?"

Long He tilted his head in thought: "I haven't asked either... but it seems to be around six or eight thousand? With bonuses and overtime pay, it might be over ten thousand?"

Ding Heng said seriously, "She works hard for you, serving you tea and water, running errands and carrying your bags, often working more than ten hours a day, and only earns eight thousand a month. You turn around and offer me twenty thousand. How do you expect her to feel?"

Long He was completely dumbfounded and speechless!

She hadn't really thought about the relevant issues; she simply wanted Ding Heng to come to her side. As for the amount of money, she had never cared.

But now, after being reminded by Ding Heng, I realized that my idea was indeed flawed.

"How about I secretly pay you your salary privately?"

"If you want to give me money, just transfer it to my account. Why do you have to find me a job?"

"It's not impossible..."

"Hey bro!"

Ding Heng felt helpless and began to persuade him gently: "Brother, if you really want to bring me over for an internship, then treat me properly as an ordinary employee."

As the old saying goes, even close brothers keep clear accounts! You don't need to offend the people around you for my sake. Just give me three thousand as a token, and I'll do my best to work for you, okay?

In Ding Heng's view, he was just teasing his brother and would eventually confront her, so he didn't want to cause too much damage to the relationships around her because of him.

Especially these days, finding a reliable assistant in the entertainment industry isn't easy...

But Longhe heard it and it felt completely different.

Ding Heng even tries to save her money, afraid of putting her in a difficult position or making things hard for those around her!

move!!!!

Sure enough, brothers are brothers!

Long He felt a warmth in his heart and nodded vigorously: "Okay, then three thousand it is. If it's not enough, be sure to tell me!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Ding Heng gave a perfunctory agreement.

After returning home, Ding Heng quickly packed a few changes of clothes and drove to the hotel where Long He was staying in Xingcheng.

Inside the hotel lobby, Sister Zeng, Longhe's agent, had been waiting for a long time.

"Longhe, Xiaoding... this way."

Sister Zeng nodded politely, signaling the two to follow her.

Ding Heng responded politely, "Hello, Sister Zeng."

Before entering the elevator, Sister Zeng said to her like she was coaxing a child, "Longhe, you still have to record a program tomorrow. Go back to your room and rest first. I'll take Xiaoding to report for duty."

Long He looked at Sister Zeng, then at Ding Heng, and hesitated before asking, "Can't I go up with you?"

Sister Zeng's expression was subtle, as if she didn't know how to explain it properly. She turned to look at Ding Heng with pleading eyes.

Ding Heng understood immediately: "You go up first, don't cause any trouble."

Longhe obediently responded, stepped into the elevator, and reluctantly pressed the up button.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and Ding Heng officially turned to Sister Zeng.

"Sister Zeng, Longhe's ideas are so unpredictable, it must be hard on you."

His tone was sincere, just like a parent complaining about their unfortunate child in front of a teacher.

“Little Ding… no, Mr. Ding, you flatter me.”

Sister Zeng waved her hand, her smile genuine: "Longhe is actually quite easy to get along with. I've been with her for over a year, and she has no diva-like temper at all. She's very kind to everyone on our team. Sometimes she's a bit naive and doesn't quite understand the ways of the world, but that's not her fault; it's just part of my job."

“I understand. I’ll stay by her side during this time and see if I can help out or share the burden with you.”

Ding Heng understood his brother.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that he was paid 20,000 yuan a month just for being in the car is enough to show how clueless Longhe is in some aspects.

The same applies to onboarding.

If Longhe brings him into the team in a high-profile manner, the people in the team will immediately realize that he is a relative of Longhe.

It might be awkward to get along with them, and there might even be gossip circulating. After all, we're all just trying to make a living, and it's unrealistic to expect others to keep their mouths shut.

That's why Sister Zeng kept Ding Heng behind alone; her meaning was quite clear.

She wanted to personally bring Ding Heng into the team under the guise of "normal recruitment," giving him a legitimate identity.

"Mr. Ding, please come with me."

"I'll need Sister Zeng's continued support in the future."

"You flatter me, you're too kind."

Of the entire team, only Sister Zeng knew Ding Heng's true background, so naturally she dared not be arrogant or negligent in the slightest.

To put it bluntly, her monthly salary is theoretically still paid by Ding Heng.

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor.

Sister Zeng guided Ding Heng through the corridor and pushed open the door to a suite.

The living room was set up as a temporary meeting room, with a dozen men and women sitting on sofas or chairs. When Sister Zeng came in, they all looked up.

Ding Heng activated his True Sight Eyes and scanned the area, gaining a general understanding of the situation.

This group of people is Longhe's current core team, which includes publicity, public relations, assistants, stylists, and even nutritionists.

Sister Zeng walked to the center of the living room, clapped her hands, and spoke in a businesslike tone.

"Let me introduce you all. This is our new intern, Ding Heng! He'll be in charge of promotional photography, taking everyday photos and behind-the-scenes footage for Longhe. Lao Zheng, you'll mentor him."

Old Zheng, who was named, is a middle-aged man in his early forties. At first glance, he seems like an easy-going and honest person.

He nodded to Ding Heng as a greeting.

"Hello, teachers. My name is Ding Heng. I am a senior student in the Journalism Department of Hunan University. Please take good care of me."

Ding Heng adopted a proper posture, looking exactly like a naive and foolish college student who hadn't yet left school and was full of aspirations for the workplace.

After introducing himself, he went to sit down in a corner.

Sister Zeng cleared her throat and got to the main topic: "Okay, let's get down to business! Everyone knows about Longhe's schedule in Changsha this time... The first episode of the 10th season of Hunan TV's 'The Voice' will be recorded the day after tomorrow."

Ding Heng was slightly startled.

He hadn't really paid much attention before he came; he only knew that Longhe was running around doing promotional appearances, but he didn't expect it to be this show.

The first few seasons of "The Voice of China" were extremely popular. Although its popularity has declined in recent years, it is still the top music variety show in the country.

Long He was originally pursuing a professional singer career, and Yang Sijie also had a past relationship with Hunan TV.

It was expected that she would appear on the show; in fact, it could be said that the show needed her to generate enough buzz and discussion!

"Our goal is not to let Longhe win the final championship. The production team also has its own script and arrangements."

Sister Zeng said seriously, "But we must do our best to ensure that Longhe has at least a few songs that go viral and spread on short video platforms. If we can achieve this, we will have a great chance of making it onto the Spring Festival Gala stage at the end of this year."

Ding Heng finally understood that Longhe was generally progressing steadily according to the script arranged by Yang Sijie.

If all goes well, Longhe's popularity and public attention will reach a whole new level after this year.

Sister Zeng then went on to explain the specific itinerary and precautions for the next few days, before adjourning the meeting. Everyone got up and went about their business.

Just as Ding Heng was about to ask someone for directions to his room, Old Zheng came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Ding, right? Come with me, I'll take you to get the equipment first, and check you in while we're at it."

"Thank you, Lao Zheng!"

Ding Heng followed Lao Zheng out of the conference room and into a small room filled with photography equipment.

"Have you ever worked in photography before?"

"I've done a little bit, just taking pictures for friends, nothing professional."

Are you familiar with the equipment? Sony? Canon? Or Nikon?

"I've had some experience with them, but I'm not very familiar with them."

"It's alright, you'll know whether you're skilled or not once you start using it."

Old Zheng took a Sony mirrorless camera off the shelf, skillfully inspected the body and lens, and then handed it to Ding Heng.

"You can use this camera to practice and get familiar with its operation. You'll mainly be filming behind-the-scenes footage of Longhe's rehearsals, as well as some everyday backstage material. Don't make it too formal; aim for a natural feel, understand?"

"I understand, Brother Zheng."

Ding Heng took the camera and flipped through the menu settings: "I've done some photography on my own before, so I should be able to get the hang of it."

Old Zheng nodded, then casually asked, "Speaking of which, how did you get an internship in our team? Did you apply for it yourself?"

"How could I possibly be eligible for such a good job?"

Ding Heng frankly replied, "I was recommended by a relative."

"Relatives? What relatives?"

"This... is not convenient to disclose."

"Fine!"

Old Zheng didn't press the matter further, but instead spoke in the tone of someone who had been through it all: "No matter what kind of relatives you are, there are a few things I need to make clear to you before you enter this circle."

Ding Heng adopted an expression of being all ears.