In the rest room, Pu Gong sat on the sofa like a young master, and two little assistants were carefully serving him. On the other hand, the stylist was preparing clothes for Pu Gong, and then the makeup artist and hairdresser stood beside Pu Gong to take care of his makeup and hair.

Pu Gong was very happy. Sitting there, he hardly moved anything, and the people around him had already made it for him.

Ike sat rigidly on the sofa and looked at such a PU palace. He was envious and excited. He felt more and more that his decision to leave Huanyu and join Diyu was correct.

Maybe one day, he can become a person like Pu Gong. Maybe this day will come soon.

Thinking like this, Ike came up to the agent, "brother, when can I officially receive the notice and participate in the activity?"

Looking at the expectation in Ike's eyes, Pu Gong's agent sneered, "what announcement activity?"

Ike was stunned. "It's the announcements and activities normally received by artists. I'm an artist of Diyu now. The company should arrange activities for me, shouldn't it?"

The agent smiled and stopped talking to Ike. Instead, he went to discuss with the hairdresser about modifying Pugong's hairstyle.

Ike was frozen there, feeling that everyone here looked at him strangely, mixed with disdain.

He bit his teeth, then came forward again and smiled flatteringly, "brother, I did everything you asked me to do, and I gave you the music..."

"Pay attention to your remarks. Give me what song is, what song!" Pu Gong's agent colded his face in an instant.

Pu Gong on the sofa also opened his eyes and waited for Ike unhappily. "I said you found someone for me. Such a person is beside me. What if something goes wrong?"

"What, what does it mean to be around him? Why should I be around Pu Gong?" Ike noticed Pu Gong's words.

"Why? There are so many? Why, you came out of a pheasant company and thought you could become a top artist by joining Diyu? You don't look at yourself. Why are you?" Pu Gong sneered.

Ike's face was ugly and his eyes stared at his agent for a moment.

The agent didn't give ike a good look, "I signed you. You're in my charge now. You have to obey my arrangement. My arrangement now is to ask you to be an assistant to Pu Gong."

"You asked me to be an assistant to a trainee who didn't make a formal debut?" Ike raised his voice and wrote in his eyes that he didn't believe it.

"An unprofessional trainee? Pu Gong has become a hot winner of this is idol. But what do you think you have, what do you compare with Pu Gong, and let you be an assistant and give you a chance to learn, okay?"

Ike looked in a trance. He didn't expect that he sold out his company and brother, but in exchange for being an assistant to Pugong.

His vision of the perfect star path seemed to have vanished in an instant.

"Then i... the agreement clearly states that you will support me..."

The agent chuckled, "I'm just supporting you. Don't you see it?"

The voice of the agent fell, and a light laughter rang out in the rest room.

In that light smile, Ike looked flustered. He just wanted to escape here and return to the lounge separated by the wall.

But he knew that he was no longer qualified.

He can't go back