Top Dupe CH 034 Luo Yu VS Ou Juntao Part 2

"Xiao Luo, are you sure you don't want me to drop you off?" Sister Cui asked.

“No need. I'm a man, walking on the street at nine o'clock in the evening, will someone try to rob me or harass me?" Luo Yu asked in amusement.

"Can you be a little… conscious about being a celebrity?" Sister Cui said helplessly.

"What kind of celebrity am I?" Luo Yu smiled and took out the mask from his pocket, "Put on a mask and I won't even be recognized by relatives."

Sister Cui thought for a while, even if there were paparazzi following Luo Yu to take pictures, what photos would they be able to take?

The negative content used to slander Luo Yu was the same three old things, including the school idol image, stealing He Mu's roles, and eating He Mu's leftovers.

The problem now was that Luo Yu's image had nothing to do with that of a school idol. The crew of "Storm" had not sent an audition invitation to He Mu. He Mu's leftovers were variety shows, and Luo Yu was now focused on his role in "Storm". Even if there was a variety show which invited him, she was afraid he wouldn't accept it anyway.

So... if Luo Yu wanted to go back by himself, then Sister Cui felt she should indulge him.

After all, when he really became famous later, such leisurely days would become fewer.

"Then take your walk slowly and send me a WeChat message when you get home. Okay?"

"Okay!" Luo Yu smiled and gestured.

B City was very lively at night. It was past nine o’clock and the streets were still busy with traffic.

There were various advertisements on the LED screens in the shopping mall, and the bright lights swept over Luo Yu's eyes over and over again.

He was like the only sober person, wandering leisurely among the colorful lights with his hands in his pockets.

And behind him, followed a Lamborghini.

Ou Juntao held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on the car door, quietly admiring Luo Yu's back.

Luo Yu was no longer the boy wearing a white shirt and jeans five years ago.

The greenness had been tempered by time, but even if he was taking a walk in the neon nightlife, in Ou Juntao's eyes he was still bright, pure and spotless.

Luo Yu stopped when he walked past a light screen advertisement on a platform.

On the screen was a beverage commercial shot by He Mu, and Ou Juntao became nervous at that moment. He wanted to know if Luo Yu was a little bit envious of He Mu's infinite spotlight now.

​But he was disappointed.

Luo Yu didn't look up at the advertisement at all. He just took out his cell phone and was replying to a message by someone.

The mask covered most of his face, but it couldn't hide the look in his eyes.

In the light and shadow, like winding smoke and spreading ink, there seem to be thousands of poses that could not be seen clearly.

Until Luo Yu put his phone in his pocket and walked around to the other side of the billboard.

Losing sight of his figure, Ou Juntao felt empty in his heart. He drove over, but he didn't see any sign of Luo Yu on the other side of the billboard.

Where did he go?

Did he lose track of him?

Ou Juntao looked back and forth, but he really didn't see the other person.

He immediately got out of the car and as soon as he stepped onto the sidewalk, a chuckle sounded from behind him.

Sounding especially pleasant in the night wind.

Ou Juntao turned around and saw Luo Yu leaning against his car with his arms folded, "Mr. Ou, what are you doing following me?"

His heart felt like it had been scratched hard, although Ou Juntao's expression did not change at all.

"I want to talk to you. But just now there were other people present so I wanted to wait for them to leave."

"Oh. That's not just other people, that's my agent and one of my own." Luo Yu came over, stood at an arm's length from Ou Juntao, and said quietly, "What do you want to talk about?"

This was the closest Ou Juntao had been to Luo Yu in the past few years.

He could finally clearly see Luo Yu in person, and this person was far more captivating than he was in the photos.

"Must we talk here at the bus stop?" Ou Juntao asked.

He thought Luo Yu would take him to the small apartment where he was repaying the loan, but he didn't expect Luo Yu to point to the fast food restaurant opposite and say: "KFC, is that okay?"

Ou Juntao wondered if his ears had heard wrong, "KFC?"

"Then there's McDonald's, a little further away, at the other end of the road." Luo Yu said.

"What I want to talk to you about is cooperation. Shouldn't you find a more private place?"

Before Ou Juntao went out, he had confirmed with Bo Wenyuan that Zhuque Media would not renew the contract with Luo Yu, so it was very important for Luo Yu to sign a new agency at this moment.

Maybe he got the role of Bai Ying because of his luck and his talent was appreciated by Lin Yue.

But most of the opportunities in the industry depended on powerful agencies to negotiate or even fight for their artists.

Having been cut off from roles by He Mu so many times, Luo Yu should understand the rules of this circle. He should not be as naive as he was five years ago.

He should learn to weigh the pros and cons and understand that all his resistance in the face of capital was just an egg hitting a rock.

Luo Yu just said calmly: "Then Alice's Cafe. It's quieter there."

Ou Juntao opened the car door for him personally, but unexpectedly Luo Yu walked past.

"Let's meet at the coffee shop. If I'm photographed sitting in your car, your phone will be blasted tonight, and I might be on trending searches that I don't want to show up on."

Ou Juntao took a deep breath, Luo Yu's back became farther and farther away, and the feeling that something was getting out of his control little by little became more prominent.

He turned on the navigation and drove the car near Alice's Cafe. After looking for a parking space for a long time, he parked his car.

There were not many customers in the coffee shop, except for a young couple.

The decoration here was very bourgeois, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of coffee, which also made Ou Juntao's mood slightly better.

At least the coffee served here was hand-ground coffee, not the instant drinks in fast food restaurants.

And Luo Yu was sitting in the corner, still wearing a mask. The dim light made his eyes look warm, and the sense of distance at the bus stop faded.

He was playing with his mobile phone with his eyes lowered, and his fingers were moving quickly, probably sending a WeChat message to someone.

With a document envelope in hand, Ou Juntao walked up to him, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The waiter came over and asked softly: "Do you two want anything to drink?"

"It's a bit late for coffee. Serve him a glass of milk." Ou Juntao said, "Is there lemon ice tea here?"

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Luo Yu did not refuse the drink that Ou Juntao ordered for him. On the contrary, he was very interested. After five years of making detours and going around in a big circle, he wanted to know what Ou Juntao would say to him.

However, Ou Juntao was not a simple person. Luo Yu did not put down his phone and Out Juntao also remained silent. The two of them seemed to be competing to see who was more patient.

After about five minutes, the waiter placed hot milk in front of Luo Yu and served Ou Juntao a glass of lemon ice tea.

Ou Juntao was very interested in Luo Yu now, so he had enough patience to tolerate the other's temper. After all, he also gave Luo Yu a lot of unpleasantness in the past few years. Now, in his opinion, he could tolerate all Luo Yu's little tempers, in fact he even found them interesting.

But he didn't expect that Luo Yu would put his phone on the table, not at all caring that the screen of the phone would be seen by Ou Juntao.

"I'm not recording, I just let my agent know about my meeting with you to prevent the news of our meeting from being spread out, while she is unprepared. Mr. Ou, it's getting late so let’s start talking.”

Ou Juntao was a little surprised by Luo Yu's candid manner.

After all, five years ago, when Ou Juntao negotiated a contract with him for the last time, Luo Yu kept his head down and was on the weaker side. It even made Ou Juntao wish he could pry his brain open to see why he didn't understand how to make the better choice and why the wheels in his brain could not turn properly.

But the Luo Yu now, clearly he had been suppressed by him to the point he had very few opportunities to take good roles. It was also unknown whether Bai Ying could be the turnover in Luo Yu's career, yet he was confident and calm.

"This is the signing contract Dijun Media has for you. You can take a look at the conditions inside. Whether it is salary percentage or the tilt of resources, it is impossible for other companies to compare. And we guarantee that you will be a TV drama every year, not including web dramas, in which you will be the male lead. You have the right to refuse all jobs arranged by the company, you can form your own team, and set up your own studio. The company will also do its best to fight for the role you choose and like.”

Luo Yu took the document envelope handed over by Ou Juntao, opened the contract inside, and started to read through it.

"You also know our marketing capabilities. You have far more highlights than many A-list celebrities today."

Luo Yu quickly scanned it from beginning to end, then put his hand on it, "This is the first time I have seen a company of Dijun's level give such a contract."

Ou Juntao looked into Luo Yu's eyes and said solemnly, "Because I really want to sign you.”

Although he didn't make a sound, Ou Juntao could tell that Luo Yu chuckled.

It was just that such a smile had him unable to decipher whether it was because the conditions were very favorable and he was satisfied, or whether it was… disdain.

“Mr. Ou, with this contract, do you plan to use excessiveness to cause me to fail like you are doing to He Mu?"

Ou Juntao's brows furrowed, "Why do you think so?"

"Dijun Media's resources will all tilt towards me? With all due respect, your company has been committed to creating idols and popular variety shows. You guys are indeed good at making stars. But you are very weak in the creation of TV dramas and movies. Xinghan Pictures has directors like Lin Yue and Xu Han who can guarantee ratings and box office success, as well as a group of veteran actors and young acting talents such as Gu Xiaowei. Honghe Film and Television has popular actresses like Xie Shang and film queens like Xia Yun. But Dijun Media… even if you can allocate all your resources to me, it is not what I need. Or could it be you just plan to increase my traffic, buy some hot headlines, and let everyone see my pretty face and in this way I become a top star?"

Ou Juntao's expression turned cold. How many people dreamed of signing a contract with Dijun? Signing a contract would mean the popularity brought by strong marketing capabilities and countless jobs. Even one year's glory under the spotlight would be enough for one to earn a lifetime's worth of money. But what Luo Yu wanted was not "popularity" or "traffic."

"Do you want to sign with Xinghan Pictures or Honghe Films?" Ou Juntao asked coldly.

Luo Yu smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. You can rest assured that they haven't contacted me yet."

Ou Juntao's fingers clenched, which was why he offered such a generous offer and came in person——he knew in his heart that once the news that Luo Yu and Zhuque Media would not renew their contract got out, Xinghan Pictures or Honghe Film and Television would probably extend an olive branch to him, not to mention Lin Yue, a director who was very protective of actors he accepted.

These two companies may not promise him a starring role, and the salary percentage may be very harsh. It may even take him many years to become the male lead, or he may always be in a supporting role, but Luo Yu would always have filming jobs and a place to be.

After being suppressed by Dijun Media for so long, Luo Yu would definitely have a better impression of Xinghan Pictures or Honghe Film and Television.