"What the hell are you planning?"

Chen Han said very vigilantly.

As for being so nervous? I’m not a human trafficker.

An Ran said: "Old Chen, you have been very busy during this period. Have you spent time with your son?"

When he talked about this, Chen Han felt really guilty. In the past month or so, because "I Believe" has become popular and commercial performances have continued, he has flown all over the country, and few companies have come, even more than a few days or more.

Homeless.

My son has just entered the first grade and is on vacation. Although his wife is with him, he, a father, has only seen her twice this month.

When An Ran talked about this, he really felt bitter tears in his heart.

Because of his career, he had children late, and he didn’t have children until he was in his thirties.

When the child was first born, he was quite angry and didn't take much care of the child.

He doesn't spend much time with his children.

Not to mention that he is even more popular now than before and has less time to spend with his son.

Chen Han sighed, "In our line of work, we work day and night. I haven't seen my son much in the past month, let alone spent time with him."

Damn it!

What you said makes me feel like a wealthy landlord in the old society, squeezing your surplus value!

Those who know you are a top figure in the entertainment industry, but those who don’t know think you are moving bricks on a construction site.

"You are an incompetent father!" An Ran said with a "hehe" smile.

Hmm?

That's not right, didn't you tell me about the show? Why did you blame my son?

This product has gone astray.

Thinking of this, he suddenly wondered whether An Ran was going to do something big.

Shouldn't you go abroad to record a variety show?

"An Ran, tell me the truth, do you want to put on a vigorous variety show..."

"Vigorous?" An Ran pondered for a moment and said, "It can be said that it is very vigorous!"

"Oh? How many do you plan to invite?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, eight!"

"Eight?"

Damn it, Chen Han calculated, not counting himself, there are eight top-tier stars. According to the current price, the salary for a top-tier star to participate in a variety show is 10 million, which is 70 million!

"This cost is not small!"

"Who says it's not!"

When it comes to money, An Ran becomes depressed. Mad, this little money is not even enough for the production fee. Of course it costs a lot.

"Tell me what show it is on?"

He is a singer. Does Mr. An plan to do a singing show? But there is nothing new in singing shows now. I wonder if Mr. An has any good ideas.

Chen Han is looking forward to being a mentor or something. At his current level, he should be able to do it.

King of Heaven and the like rarely participate in variety shows like this, and generally won’t come.

Little King is young and popular but not prestigious enough in the industry.

Someone like him is the most suitable, with qualifications, singing skills and enough popularity.

While he was thinking about it, An Ran said: "My show is a parent-child show!"

"Kiss?" Chen Han was shocked, "Don't you dare to do this show? Eight stars kiss, are you planning to explode the entertainment industry? I can't do this, I will be beaten to death when I go home!"

"The key point is that no station dares to broadcast it..."

Damn it!

Why are you less than 40 and your ears are back like this?

"It's parent-child, parent-child, not kiss!" An Ran said: "What are you thinking about?"

"Parent-child program?"

Chen Han felt a little dizzy. Can this program be good? Can it have ratings? This is the first time he has even heard this term.

"Yes, I just take this opportunity to spend some time with my son!"

"No, I just want to know if this show can have ratings?"

"The ratings are not what you should worry about. What you should worry about is how to spend time with your son this month!"

An Ran said sadly: "You are a singer, but you are also a father!"

"You fly around every day, have you ever considered your son's feelings? Maybe your son won't recognize you when you go home all year round. Are you feeling relieved?"

His words brought out the guilt in Chen Han's heart.

What An Ran said is true.

Thinking about what I have done for my children, it is not enough. I feel sorry for my wife and my son.

"Your son is seven years old? It's the time when you need your company. We all understand that you are busy with work, but can your son understand? Why not take this opportunity to spend a good time with your son happily, and improve it in the future?

After getting up, my son can understand that his father is not unwilling to accompany him, but that he is too busy!"

Chen Han sighed and said: "An Ran, what you said really speaks to my heart. Okay, I will participate in this show!"

Done!

An Ran was secretly happy.

"When do you plan to start recording? Let me calculate the time!"

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll say hello to the artist department and try my best to make time for you."

"Okay!"

Chen Han thought deeply: "Then... don't delay the company's affairs!"

Now that the company has just started to recover, he went out to record the show for a month, which caused a lot of losses to the company.

An Ran couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She felt a little guilty for deceiving an honest person like this.

But this is all part of life!

"No delay!" An Ran vowed: "If the recording is quick, it might not take more than a month."

"Okay!" Chen Han said: "For me, this is equivalent to a holiday. I'll take half of the salary!"

Although he is from the company, he still needs to be paid for recording these programs.

Just like the songs released, he has to account for 30% of the income.

Chen Han thought that this kind of program should be a very relaxing program, not as tiring as those singing programs, and it would give himself time to relax and give himself and his children space.

Take half of it, even if it means it.

As a result, An Ran was shocked on the other end of the phone: "Salary? What kind of salary?"

"???"

Chen Han was a little dumbfounded. What's the matter? You don't get any pay?

An Ran's voice became serious, "This is a parent-child program. You have been staying with your son for this month. I said, Lao Chen, don't be so materialistic, okay?"

"Family love is priceless. When you become more and more famous in the future, you will never find such a good opportunity, so you have to cherish this opportunity, understand?"

Chen Han's expression became vivid.

"That makes sense! Well, forget about the salary this time, the key is that I can spend time with my son!"

He was really happy when he said this.

The more someone like him, the more he understands the value of family ties. At this point, he is not short of money. Besides, without An Ran, it would not be easy for him to become famous.

So what if I don’t charge you this time?

It’s vulgar to mention money to others yourself!

Thinking of this, he felt a little sorry for An Ran.

On the other end of the phone, An Ran said: "Okay, then the matter is settled."

"No problem, then I'll thank you first!"

"Hey, are you still polite to me? With such a good thing, who can I use if I don't use my own people?"

Chen Han laughed "haha", and An Ran hurriedly hung up the phone.

Hey!
Chapter completed!