After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

I don’t know how much time passed before the cell phone rang over and over again.

The sky outside gradually darkened. Ji Feng sat alone on the sofa with someone else, looking up tiredly.

He glanced at it lazily, hesitated for a moment, and then gently picked up the phone.

"What's wrong."

A gloomy voice came from the other end of the phone, saying coldly: "There has been no news for such a long time, have you forgotten our agreement?"

Ji Fenghe sighed tiredly and whispered, "What happened back then is about to be exposed. I don't want to pursue meaningless things anymore."

"You want to break the contract with me?"

"I don't mean that, but you don't see any value in me either." Ji Fenghe lit a cigarette tiredly and waited quietly for the other party's reply.

Hearing the decadence in his words, the person on the other end of the phone laughed without warning.

"I know what you mean, very good."

Ji Fenghe wanted to continue speaking, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

He relaxed himself completely on the sofa, quietly watching the lit cigarette burn out.

Because of Shen Xiujing, Song Mai received an invitation to collaborate from the popular movie star Chen Nianyao.

Xie Wenwen looked over the invitation letter again and again with joy on her face, and said loudly: "This is really great, our studio will soon be able to go international!"

"I just don't know whether her invitation to cooperate can be accepted by our studio." Song Mai was not as optimistic as imagined, but rather a little worried.

Yu Xiao pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "You can't say that. Sister Wan'er is also well-known internationally. In addition, Shen Xiujing has been cooperating with our studio for a long time, so she will naturally have a certain influence."

"I like your optimistic attitude!" Xie Wenwen raised her eyebrows and patted his shoulder. "You have a promising future ahead of you."

Yu Xiao scratched his head shyly and glanced at Song Mai secretly.

After a moment, he whispered, "Sister Wan'er, you don't have to worry too much. Just let it go."

"Since you are not worried, I am not worried either."

Several people began to prepare for the invitation.

However, the invitation letter did not contain many words, and no one knew Chen Nianyao’s preferences, so they could only flip through her past fashion blockbusters like a headless fly.

In the afternoon, a car suddenly stopped in front of the studio.

A capable short-haired woman looked around first before entering.

She said in a cold voice: "Excuse me, which one is Miss Bai?"

Song Mai greeted with a smile and asked politely, "I am."

"I'm Nian Yao's agent. I can discuss cooperation with you." The agent had a blank expression on his face, like a robot without any emotions.

"Hello." Song Mai had a feeling that the other party was not friendly, and his tone was a little wary.

The agent came to the reception room with her and lightly put down a piece of paper.

"Here are some precautions. If everything is OK, I will formally give you a cooperation letter."

Song Mai just glanced at it and found it very strange.

“My creative works cannot be signed by the studio?”

The agent nodded: "Yes, your work has been bought out by us, and we will have nothing to do with you in the future."

Song Mai naturally would not agree with this statement.

If your work cannot be signed, it is very likely to be picked up by other studios.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to be a gunman."

The agent seemed to have expected such a reaction from her, and said nonchalantly: "I know that it is very important for you to have your work signed, but you should also understand that this opportunity is hard to come by. We can take you to the event, and you can get to know many resources."

"I don't think these resources can buy my work." Song Mai's expression was grim.

The other party obviously didn't take her seriously, so he was so cold and contemptuous.

There is no need for such partners to conduct transactions.

"You mean to reject our cooperation invitation?" The agent looked at her in disbelief, as if she had heard a big joke. "Do you know how many people are vying to get our olive branch?"

"This opportunity is indeed rare and valuable, but it is not the kind of cooperation I want." Song Mai stood up and prepared to see the guest off.

The agent smiled coldly and nodded repeatedly: "You are really great, let's just say we have misjudged you. If you don't want to cooperate with us, there are studios that are willing to do so."

Song Mai nodded slowly, neither sad nor happy.

Looking at the figure of the agent leaving angrily, Xie Wenwen hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "What happened? What made her so angry?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it. This cooperation doesn't have to continue, we can wait for other opportunities."

Xie Wenwen didn't know what happened, and asked anxiously: "Weren't they fine just now? Why did they suddenly turn hostile?"

"The other party wants to buy out our work. I don't know if they will give the work to other studios in the future." Song Mai knew that Xie Wenwen would definitely understand him, so he spoke directly.

"What good things are they thinking? It's better not to accept this cooperation!" Xie Wenwen was so angry that he threw the invitation letter aside.

I thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly, the next morning, the studio welcomed an uninvited guest.

A fully armed woman wearing sunglasses pushed open the door of the studio. She looked me up and down like the agent did yesterday, and seemed to be a little disgusted.

Lin Ran looked at her curiously and asked, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I'm here to see your boss. Call Bai Wan'er out."

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Ran said softly, "She's not here today, you can tell me if you have anything to say."

"who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ran froze in place.

Her temper has improved over the years.

If I were to follow my usual temper, I would definitely kick this rude woman out right now.

She took a deep breath and comforted herself not to take it too seriously.

"Sorry, I suggest you come back at another time."

The woman didn't expect Lin Ran to be so unkind to her, and she became angry and embarrassed.

"Do you know who I am?" the woman said, sneering smugly.

Lin Ran raised his eyes lazily and said casually: "Who you are has nothing to do with me. If you don't want to consult me, you can only come back another time."

The woman took off her sunglasses in anger and glared at him: "Do you know who I am now?"

"Chen Nianyao." Lin Ran said her name lightly, still without any ripples.

Chen Nianyao narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sneer on her lips: "Is this the attitude of your studio? Nothing special."