Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Wang Yan did not avoid the question: "According to our current estimate, the number is about 800,000."

Wei Zhe'an seemed to have heard an absurd joke. He raised one eyebrow and showed a mocking smile on his face: "Huh?" He turned the wheelchair and moved back a little to adjust the direction, with obvious disdain in his tone: "How dare you make such an estimate? Do you think too highly of me?"

He adjusted the direction of his wheelchair, ready to leave this insincere negotiation: "No need to talk, I won't sign, I'll wait for the contract to be terminated naturally."

Neither Liu Zhenyu nor Wang Yan expected Wei Zhe'an's reaction to be so intense. Seeing that Wei Zhe'an was about to leave, Liu Zhenyu hurriedly stood up to stop him: "Hey! Wait a minute!" Wang Yan also stood up, with an anxious tone: "Wait a minute!"

Wei Zhe'an seemed determined to leave, and turned a deaf ear to the two people's calls. Seeing that he was about to reach the door, Liu Zhenyu hurriedly chased him and pulled his wheelchair: "Wei Zhe'an, don't be impulsive! We can still discuss it."

Liu Zhenyu was extremely anxious. If Wei Zhe'an insisted on not signing this supplementary agreement, what would happen to his clarification and the second public vote? He looked at Wang Yan, his eyes full of help.

But Wei Zhe'an's emotions had been completely ignited and he didn't want to continue at all.

He turned around and glared at Liu Zhenyu, saying in a tough tone: "Let go! What's wrong with you?"

Wang Yan also realized that the situation was not good. She softened her tone and tried to make it sound softer: "Wei Zhe'an, if you have any requests, just let me know. We can discuss it together."

He turned to look at Wang Yan, and said with a cold smile filled with anger: "Negotiate? This is your attitude towards negotiation? Do you take me for a fool? If I don't debut, my contract will expire in three to five months after I come back. I don't care if you ban me and hide me! I don't want to continue to mix in the entertainment industry!"

"Even if I don't terminate the contract, I can't earn more than 800,000 in half a year. You are more cruel than Zhou Baopi, right? Then why should I sign it? Are you asking for trouble?" He slapped Liu Zhenyu's hand away and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Wang Yan hurriedly said, "Wei Zhe'an, how much can you accept? The company has trained you for a reason, so there must be some benefits, right?"

Wei Zhe'an laughed sarcastically: "You have trained a lot of people, can each of them earn 800,000 in half a year?"

Wang Yan slowed down her tone and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Don't be impulsive. We are not enemies. These conditions can be negotiated."

She signaled Liu Zhenyu to push Wei Zhe'an back, and added: "I am also following the company's requirements. I am an employee just like you. We brought the clerk here to modify the contract and try to meet your requirements."

Wei Zhe'an had obviously lost his patience to continue the conversation and he resolutely asked to leave. Just when the atmosphere was tense, the door suddenly opened and Qiu Weibing walked in.

"What's wrong? Aren't we going to sign a treaty?" Qiu Weibing asked in confusion, holding the folder. In fact, he had heard all the conversations at the door, and came in just to resolve the deadlock.

When Wei Zhe'an saw Qiu Weibing coming in, he became even more alert. For some reason, he was a little afraid of this man. He felt like a lamb to be slaughtered in front of them and had no ability to bargain.

"Let me go!" Wei Zhe'an said in a tough tone, "I said I won't sign, what else do you want? Restrict my personal freedom?" He was a little scared at the moment and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

Qiu Weibing smiled and said, "Wei Zhe'an, please don't put such a big accusation on us. After all, I am your agent. I am here to help you fight for the interests you deserve."

Wei Zhe'an responded coldly: "I don't need it. I am only fulfilling the contract I have signed." His attitude was firm and resolute, but he did not dare to meet Qiu Weibing's eyes.

His wheelchair was tightly held by Liu Zhenyu, and Qiu Weibing was blocking the door. This scene made Wei Zhe'an anxious. He was eager to get rid of the restraints, struggled to stand up from the wheelchair, and prepared to break through the obstacles and walk out.

"Oh, be careful not to hurt yourself. How can you be so hot-tempered at such a young age?" Qiu Weibing quickly reached out his hand to support him. Although Wei Zhe'an wanted to dodge, there was a huge difference in strength between them. In the end, Qiu Weibing half supported and half forced him back into the wheelchair.

At this moment, Wei Zhe'an was tense and alert. He realized that this was the enemy's territory and they were all around him. He secretly blamed himself for being too reckless and how could he come here alone.

Faced with the situation, he was filled with fear, but on the surface he tried to remain calm. He tried to make his voice sound confident and asked, "What do you mean? Do you want to force me to sign the contract?"

Qiu Weibing had a smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionably tough: "No way, we are doing this for your own good."

As he spoke, Qiu Weibing took the wheelchair from Liu Zhenyu and pushed Wei Zhe'an to the conference table again without explanation. He pulled a chair over and sat on Wei Zhe'an's left, continuing to lobby: "You can raise any request you have. Our company has always been formal, and now we are here to solve the problem."

Wei Zhe'an was frightened by his tough behavior and his heartbeat accelerated. He was flustered and asked for help from Seventeen in his heart. His palms began to sweat and trembled slightly because of nervousness. But he knew that he couldn't let others see the flaw, so he hid his hands in his coat pockets and stared at them expressionlessly.

Wei Zhe'an was born with a cold face, which looked quite intimidating at the moment. Liu Zhenyu and Wang Yan did not notice anything and returned to their seats.

Seventeen sat lightly on Wei Zhe'an's lap and comforted him in a soft voice: "Don't be nervous, you just need to express your needs clearly. If it really doesn't work, we can call for support at any time." He patted his leg gently and reminded him: "I have turned on the recording, don't be afraid, we have evidence."

Wei Zhe'an took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound steady. He silently encouraged himself and built up his mentality, constantly telling himself that this was a society ruled by law and everything would be fine.

Wang Yan noticed Wei Zhe'an's tense expression and tried to break the heavy atmosphere: "You are very popular online now. If you keep going, your future development will be limitless. Don't even mention something as silly as quitting the entertainment industry. There are so many people trying their best to get in."