Transformed into a rich family's female partner, she won by lying down after awakening

In less than half a month, she had been to the police station for questioning three times. Fortunately, the people she beat up each time were criminals.

After learning the test results and confirming that the batch of drugs was heroin with a purity of 99.99%, Zhang Yanqing could not suppress his excitement.

"There are rewards, definitely rewards!"

He stood up with a smile and poured a cup of tea for Wen Xu himself.

The police were going to conduct an in-depth investigation along the clue she had broken, so Zhang Yanqing went back to the bureau overnight to arrange the work.

After leaving the police station, Wen Xu shook the hand that Gu Che had been holding, "How long are you going to hold my hand? My hand is sweating from holding it!"

This man had been holding her left hand since they entered the police station, and it seemed like they had been holding it for almost half an hour.

Gu Che paused when he heard that, loosened his grip on her hand, and gently wiped the sweat from her palm with the sleeve of his suit.

The night is dark and the lights are bright.

His tall figure was illuminated by the street lights, and the shadow cast by it completely covered the warmth.

Wen Xu looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you afraid of me beating people so hard?"

Gu Che raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were as dark as ink. He pursed his lips slightly, leaned close to her ear, slowly opened his mouth, and whispered:

"Ah Xu, can you use a gun? I'll have someone send you a set tomorrow."

Wen Xu blinked and looked up at the two big words "Public Security" above his head.

Is it appropriate to hand her a gun in this situation?

Wen Xu shook his head, "I don't need it."

In China, carrying a gun is illegal, but she will not do anything illegal and will never give anyone a chance to find fault with her.

Moreover, she has many techniques to save her life, and they don't necessarily require guns. She can also use throwing knives, flying needles, and flying pokers, all of which she is good at.

When she was in the organization, she didn't like to use guns as a quick solution. If someone angered her, it would be boring to just shoot them.

It would be more fun to make the other person writhe on the ground and wail in agony, wouldn't it?

Seeing that she didn't need it, Gu Che didn't insist on giving it to her. He thought for a moment and said:

"Then I'll arrange two people to protect you secretly, okay? They will never disturb you and will only appear when you need them."

The people she beat today might be involved in an underground interest chain.

Wen Xu would have no problem dealing with ordinary people, but Gu Che was afraid that the other party would hire professional killers or mercenaries for revenge.

Wen Xu also understood Gu Che's thoughts. After thinking for a moment, he asked him, "Professional?"

Gu Che smiled and nodded, "Absolutely professional. If you agree, I will bring them to your place tomorrow for registration. You can take a look."

Wen Xu was very satisfied with Gu Che's attitude of asking her about everything and not making decisions on his own.

She looked straight into Gu Che's eyes and said seriously:

"Let me make it clear in advance. Once they follow me, they will be my subordinates and can only obey me. I will also test them. If they fail, you can take them back."

Gu Che squeezed her fingers and said softly, "Okay, I will absolutely obey you, me too."

Wen Xu looked at the time. It was already 10:11 in the evening. It would take more than o'clock after he finished sending Xiang Nuannuan off.

"I'll stay at the hotel tonight, you should go home and rest early, you've been tired all day!"

Gu Che tightened his grip on her hand, glanced at the back seat of the car, pursed his lips, leaned over and looked at her warmly, and asked softly:

"So...will we still talk on the phone tonight?"

The warm breath fell on Wen Xu's face, causing a blush to quietly spread across the tips of Wen Xu's ears.

The bright eyes blinked, and Wen Xu said softly, "Hmm," "As long as you want."

Hearing her words, Gu Che felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by a warm little hand. It contracted violently and then began to beat fully again.

Intense and exciting.

He quickly placed a kiss on the corner of her warm lips, light but hot.

After the kiss, Gu Che stood up, opened the driver's door for her, rubbed her hair, and said softly, "I'll wait for you at home."

Back at L Star, Wen Xu helped Xiang Nuannuan onto the bed with the help of the customer service. He gave the customer service lady a 2000 yuan tip and asked her to help Xiang Nuannuan change into pajamas and feed her hangover medicine.

Then I asked the customer service to get a new set of bedding and help her change it in another bedroom, including towels, bath towels, and nightgown.

The customer service was busy in the bedroom, Wen Xu was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, tapping on his phone with his slender fingers.

She first sent a message to Mo Yu that he had arrived home safely, then opened the conversation with Nan Chi and asked him if he had time to delete the surveillance footage of the parking lot of the Dongjiao Funeral Home at around 21:20 p.m.

Five minutes later, Nan Chi responded.

Nan Chi: Deleted.

Nan Chi: Why don't you hit him on the head? It's not fun to watch.

Nan Chi: I really miss the time when you used to hit me with a stick and my brains spurted out.

Wen Xu sighed softly, this guy really just likes to watch the fun and make trouble.

Wen Xu: Brother, do you want me to go to jail and clean up the women's prison?

Nan Chi: This is the bad thing about this world!

Nan Chi: Next time you encounter something like this, can you call me? I haven’t hit anyone for a long time, and my hands are itching to hit someone.

Wen Xu: Goodbye, it’s just the two of us, and I’m not satisfied alone!

Nan Chi: By the way, this morning, Xiang Nuannuan contacted me and asked if I had time to come out and chat. She also wanted to talk to my agent and wanted to sign with my agent.

When Wen Xu heard Nan Chi's words, he turned his head and glanced at the door of the master bedroom, frowning slightly.

Nan Chi’s agent is a gold medal agent and is very famous in the entertainment industry.

The young girl has so many things to do and is quite ambitious.

Nan Chi: I told my agent that he didn’t accept new talent and I didn’t have time, so I refused.

Nan Chi: Ah Xu, can I block her?

Nan Chi: I think this girl is a bit annoying. She sends me messages every few days, asking me how much my offer is for TV dramas and variety shows, and also asking me about the terms of the contract and so on.

Wen Xu tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa with his fingers.

After thinking for a moment, he replied to Nan Chi.

Wen Xu: No need. No matter what she sends you, you don’t have to reply or pay attention to it.

Wen Xu: How do you and the company split the profits?

Nan Chi: Now it is 6:4, the company has the majority.

Wen Xu: Okay, go to bed early.

After closing the conversation with Nan Chi, Wen Xu found Song Wen's WeChat and clicked on the artist signing contract template that Song Wen sent her.

She took a closer look, tapping away on her phone to make changes.

The total contract period is 5 years.

She changed the ratio of her personal commission, including the revenue from her personal media accounts, from 5:5 to:

The profit ratio in the first year is 8:2, but there is a basic salary of 3000.

From the second to the third year, the profit sharing ratio is 7:3, and there is no basic salary.

From the fourth to the fifth year, the profit sharing ratio is 6:4, and there is no basic salary.

The company accounts for the majority!

The artist's participation in activities arranged by the studio and the daily living expenses involved will be borne by the studio.

Song Wen listed the other terms in great detail. The most important point is that without the written consent of the studio, artists are not allowed to arrange or contact performing activities on their own.