The Villain's Heart Black Moonlight

After the meeting, there were only three of them left in the huge conference hall. Chi Chu effortlessly used the silk thread to control the two people's actions and thoughts, and then asked the person in charge for the information he wanted -

The person in charge would never have thought that he had told Chi Chu about those folders and so on in person.

The whole process took only a few minutes, but it took quite some time to look through the files later.

The entire process had no memory in the minds of Shen Jingying and the person in charge. Naturally, they could only doubt and speculate, but they could not figure out the truth no matter what.

After lunch in the afternoon, Chi Chu went to the conference room to continue the work that he had not completed in the morning.

The other staff members present felt that the atmosphere was a little strange for some reason.

In the morning, the focus was clearly on Shen Jingying and the person in charge, but how come as the afternoon went by, these two always liked to turn their attention to the little girl sitting in the back row?

That young lady...

Isn't she just an illegitimate daughter? Why is she getting so much attention?

The staff seemed a little puzzled, but they also knew that when working in a place like this, they should maintain an attitude of asking less and watching less, otherwise they would die without knowing how one day.

Chi Chu did not stay in the conference room for too long in the afternoon.

She wandered around the building, trying to see if she could stumble upon the villain.

At the same time, in another conference room on the same floor, Mr. Shen was sitting with a man in a suit and tie with a gentle face.

Judging from Mr. Shen’s expression, this man must be of extraordinary status.

"Boss Mo, this cooperation is actually beneficial to both of us. However, the cost is borne by Xingming. If the profit is still 60% to 40%... it's a bit inappropriate."

There was a hint of hesitation in Mr. Shen's tone.

"Of course, we are very sincere in our cooperation with Xingming, but we hope that this aspect can be relaxed a little more."

"Mr. Shen, you are joking."

The man called Mr. Mo had a slightly gloomy voice, just like his appearance, he looked elegant but was very aggressive.

He raised his hand and pushed up his glasses.

"The costs that Mr. Shen mentioned are nothing more than production and artists, but the commercial value of the artists themselves will also increase after cooperating with our Yuanfang Group. We can cooperate with other entertainment companies. Xingming is not the only option. I believe many companies would be willing to cooperate."

The man's voice was very cold.

After all, the Yuanfang Group he mentioned is one of the largest companies even in Beijing, and it has long been listed and gone international.

The general manager of Yuanfang Group, Mo Yuan, is a well-known miser in the circle.

The kind that is stingy.

It was indeed a step above Xingming's reach to cooperate with the other party, but the profit from the 64% share was not enough, so Shen's father still wanted to strive for higher profits.

Even though he knew that what Mo Yuan said was true.

——Yuanfang has no shortage of entertainment companies seeking cooperation, or rather, there are too many entertainment companies eager to rush over to cooperate, but Xingming lacks the opportunity to take off.

Father Shen was still conflicted at this moment. He even wanted to smooth things over first and then talk to Mr. Mo slowly during dinner in the evening.

But the other party seemed to have seen through Mr. Shen's intention. He raised his hand nonchalantly to check the time and said calmly: "I have an appointment at five in the afternoon and need to go to the airport... I suggest that Mr. Shen make a decision now."

In just one sentence, the initiative was firmly in the man's hands.

Mr. Shen was in a dilemma. He couldn't refuse and could only open his mouth to say the words of agreement, but he found that the expression of the man opposite him seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Wait a moment."

His tone seemed a little strange, as if he had met someone he hadn't seen for a long time. He was so excited that his voice sounded dry.

"Mr. Mo, do you have anything else to add?" Father Shen was confused.

Mo Yuan rubbed his brows, as if trying his best to suppress his surging emotions: "Yes, in fact, Mr. Shen doesn't have to feel that he will lose money."

Father Shen was stunned. He didn't quite understand what Mo Yuan said.

"Yuanfang Group has always been very good to its partners, and I am very optimistic about Xingming's future development, so Mr. Shen doesn't have to worry about the future. Yuanfang's style is not to exhaust all resources. On the contrary, we still have more things to discuss with our partners."

Mo Yuan is a person of this personality, and he rarely says words of comfort like this.

So what he said at this time was particularly surprising.

Father Shen even heard a gentle tone in it, and was even more confused - what happened in the past few seconds? Although the contract did not change, Mo Yuan's attitude seemed to have taken a 180-degree turn?

He was a little frightened, but he also felt that there was no need for someone like Mo Yuan to gain anything from him.

In terms of money, only the stars in the entertainment industry and capital giants like Yuanfang can compare. In terms of looks... Father Shen felt that his son was already eighteen or nineteen years old, and was far inferior to Mo Yuan, who had just turned thirty.

So, why did Mo Yuan suddenly regress?

Of course, even though he was really confused, Father Shen would never let go of such a good opportunity.

He immediately smiled: "This... Mr. Mo, what are you talking about? I naturally trust Yuanfang Group. As for the contract..."

"We will let the two legal ministries discuss it together at that time."

Mo Yuan didn't say anything nonsense. He seemed to have something urgent to do. Sure enough, his next sentence was: "Boss Shen, I suddenly have something urgent to do here. I need to leave now. I will treat you to a meal another day to make up for it."

Father Shen looked really anxious, otherwise it was impossible for someone like Mo Yuan to be so rude - especially since he had just said not long ago that he would go to the airport at 5 o'clock.

"Okay, you're welcome to have dinner. We'll have plenty of opportunities to have dinner together in the future. Mr. Mo, please take care of your own business first... I'll take you out."

"...Yeah." Mo Yuan stood up and nodded.

He seemed to want to refuse at first, but when the words came to his lips, the words of refusal did not come out, but instead turned into a low syllable.

The two of them left the meeting room one after the other.

While walking to the elevator, Father Shen saw Mo Yuan looking down through the glass corridor.

Father Shen also looked over and at the end of Mo Yuan's sight, there stood a girl in white and a young man in black.

The girl's face looked very familiar.

"Is that an artist from your company over there? She looks great."

Mo Yuan spoke calmly.

"That boy is, and the girl... is my daughter." Father Shen smiled awkwardly. He didn't know who Mo Yuan was praising. Perhaps his words included both.

"Daughter..." Mo Yuan murmured softly.

Then he looked away and went downstairs.

Father Shen attached great importance to this cooperation, and he even personally sent Mo Yuan to the car.

However, he never expected that Mo Yuan, who said he was "very anxious", stopped the car after turning a corner.

The driver turned to the man in the back seat and asked, "Mr. Mo, are you going directly to the airport now?"

"No, I won't go."

"Ah? That's your sister over there..." The driver hesitated to speak.

"Call home and tell them to wait here now. Put everything else off." Mo Yuan's tone was extremely firm.

The man lay on his back in the back seat and gently closed his eyes. Then he opened his mouth and uttered a few words silently -

"Master, the fate master."