contract relationship

The dormitory in Baichuanli could not continue to live. Before finding a new house, An Tong went to the Express Hotel to get a room.After checking in, An Tong took off her make-up, took a shower, and got a good night's sleep.

That night, I went to work in Tianshui as usual.

The manager called An Tong aside, gave a warning with a stern face, and finally boasted symbolically: "You did a good job yesterday. The whole Tianshui knows that Mr. Fan is difficult to deal with, and no one can enter her room. You You entered yesterday because you have the ability. Work hard! When Mr. Fan comes again in the future, I will keep it for you."

An Tong took a breath and went upstairs with his head down.

For the corridor on the top floor, you should pass the level of the supervisor first.An Tong took out a piece of lipstick from his coat pocket, and before he could put it in the supervisor's hand, he saw Sister Qing's figure appearing from the corner from the corner of her eye, coming towards this side.

An Tong turned his palms over, hid the lipstick in his sleeves, and stood beside him without saying a word.The supervisor looked down at the back of her hand, sneered, rolled his eyes lazily to the opposite side, and almost spat on her face.

Sister Qing walked up to her, wrapped her arms around An Tong's waist very naturally, and pulled the belt into her arms.With An Tong in her arms, she greeted the supervisor: "Sister Li, Xiao Tong will come with me tonight, so let's arrange it like this."

Just as Sister Li, the supervisor, opened her mouth, Sister Qing interrupted and beat her: "I'll teach her for you. How can I be so ignorant all the time? If something happens, it will be the people in our building who will be unlucky."

Sister Li looked at people with her nostrils: "I'll leave it to you. If something goes wrong, you will take care of it alone. Don't drag others into the water."

Sister Qing had a cigarette in her hand, but she hadn't lit it yet. The cigarette butt near her fingertip touched An Tong's face, and her palm followed An Tong's face, holding An Tong's face with one hand.

"No one will be implicated if something happens, I will tear up this pretty little face first."

An Tong shivered.

Sister Qing was happy to threaten An Tong, and laughed when she saw An Tong acting cowardly.She pinched An Tong's face, and took An Tong away without caring what Miss Li, the supervisor, had to say.

That night, An Tong really followed Sister Qing, picked up three waves of bosses, and made a fuss until it was almost dawn.Sister Qing has a lot of tricks, coaxing the bosses to open the drink list, and taking a lot of cash tips.

But Sister Qing didn't force An Tong either, An Tong stuck in the corner like a wooden figure, and she didn't say anything.Unless the boss called An Tong by name and asked An Tong to come out to sing a song or dance, Sister Qing would cooperate with the boss and sneak An Tong out.

Lin Lin, who was traveling with them, muttered at the same time, dissatisfied with An Tong following their buttocks to take advantage of them, and quietly asked Sister Qing why she wanted to help An Tong in this way.

The word "help" frightened An Tong.

Sister Qing is indeed helping her, but if you accept a favor, you have to pay it back.What does Miss Qing want?An Tong couldn't figure it out.

After dawn, Sister Qing sent away the last wave of guests, dismissed Lin Lin and the others, and asked An Tong to stay.

The private room was in a mess after the carnival, Sister Qing lit a cigarette, leaned on the leather sofa and lost her mind.An Tong asked her what's the matter, she patted the seat beside her and asked An Tong to sit down.

An Tong stood still.

Sister Qing laughed: "I heard that you owed usury, so you were forced here? What kind of rich lady used to be?"

An Tong clenched his fists and pressed against his skirt, his whole body tensed.

Sister Qing exhaled a puff of cigarettes, raised her feet in a shapeless manner, her posture lost the charm of the night, and was more lazy and casual: "Miss from a rich family, tsk, it's just different. No wonder Aocheng is like this."

"You have something to say."

"Okay. Let me just say it straight, I will cover you at the level of Tianshui in the future, and I will give you as much as I get. It's the same as last night."

"what would you like?"

Sister Qing picked up an upside-down ashtray, pressed the cigarette end into it, and looked at An Tong with a smile: "First, bring me to Mr. Fan's box from now on. Second, give me the chance to cast a director. "

An Tong was stunned, focusing on the second half of the sentence, so he managed to control his expression, and asked innocently, "Didn't you say that was a lie?"

Sister Qing got up and walked up to An Tong: "That's why I didn't look for him."

"Then who are you looking for?"

"Empress Luan Ying."

On the way to the film and television city, An Tong guessed the general passage.After Sister Qing left An Tong's dormitory yesterday, she went directly to the film and television city, found the crew, and planned to replace An Tong.It's a pity that she squatted for a whole day, but she couldn't see the director named Gao Yong.

Thinking about Fan Shuojing's phone call, Huo sent it himself, and it was impossible for Gao Yong to stay on the set any longer.

It's just that I don't know what the crew's reply to Sister Qing was, "I didn't come today", or "I won't come in the future".

Since Sister Qing has her eye on Empress Luan Ying, does that mean that Sister Qing knows that Gao Yong's line will not work?

An Tong was squeezed into a corner by the people in the subway, passed through several people with difficulty, and swam to Sister Qing: "Is it useful for us to find Empress Luan Ying? I don't know her either..."

Sister Qing quit Xiaoxiaole and said bluntly, "I went to 1610."

Let's do the dishes.

Sister Qing didn't wait for An Tong to ask, and continued: "Luan Yinghou and Mr. Fan are discussing your father. They met once and met you."

No wonder Sister Qing knew about An Tong's family affairs from Fan Shuojing.

An Tong: "That was in the past. My father now..."

"Luan Yinghou said that your father did her a small favor before, and if she had the chance, she would still want to return it to you."

fart!If An Changsheng knew the actress, he would have bragged about it 800 years earlier. It is impossible for An Tong not to have even heard of it.

But Sister Qing insisted that it was Luan Yinghou who said it herself, and there was absolutely nothing wrong.An Tong couldn't see through Sister Qing's expression, and was full of anxiety. While the subway was stopping, he asked the newcomers to disperse him and Sister Qing.

Arriving at the train station with the largest flow of people, Sister Qing was leaning against the opposite door, still bowing her head to relax.An Tong followed the flow of people to another carriage, taking advantage of the crowd.

Hide for a while!As long as I can find a way to hold Sister Qing, I can do anything.Anyway, you can't take Sister Qing to find Luan Man, and you absolutely can't cause trouble for Luan Man.

On the subway, Sister Qing yawned, wiped away her drowsy tears and looked up, only to realize that the people around her had changed.She looked around, searched for a few times but did not see An Tong, and no one answered when she shouted An Tong's name.

On the contrary, it attracted frequent side glances. Passers-by saw her low-cut short skirt and big busty outfit, and their eyes always looked up and down maliciously for a while longer.

Sister Qing cursed, and habitually touched the cigarette. Just as she put it in her mouth, a bell rang in the bag.

At first, Sister Qing didn't realize it, but an old aunt next to her who was rushing to the morning market reminded her that smoking was not allowed in the subway, and she saw the flickering screen when she put the lighter back in.

It was An Tong's mobile phone. After she took it as her own, she didn't have time to study it carefully, and she didn't change the mobile phone card.The social contacts kept on the phone are still An Tong's.

Sister Qing took out her mobile phone, and only an "F" was marked on the name of the caller.Sister Qing answered the phone without hesitation, and just after feeding her a voice came from the receiver that had haunted her for so many years.

"It's me, Fan Shuojing."

Fan Shuojing hung up the phone, put the phone on the desk, and calmly looked at the man opposite.

"Can't contact An Tong."

The man has a square head with big ears and a beer belly. The gold necklace is as thick as a thumb, and it hangs heavily around his neck, and there are beads coiled in his hand.

It's the group of loan sharks, headed by the old Huang who sent An Tong to Baichuanli.

Lao Huang slapped the coffee table, and the receptionist shivered in fright.Lao Huang squinted at the past, very satisfied with this reaction, and then his voice became louder, howling in the office.

"I don't care if you get in touch or not, it's your employee anyway! If I don't look for her, I'll look for you!"

Fan Shuojing waved at the front desk, telling everyone in the office to go out.The little girl at the front desk opened the door in a panic as if she had received an amnesty. She only remembered after taking one foot out, and then turned back and asked Fan Shuojing in a low voice: "Mr. Fan, here... I, I call someone..."

Fan Shuojing: "It's okay, let's go out."

Only Fan Shuojing was left in the office confronting a few rough and strong men.The usury probably didn't expect Fan Shuo to be so quiet, and it was a little surprising that a woman dared to be alone with them.

But the accident turned out to be an accident, Lao Huang quickly regained his senses, picked up a piece of paper from the coffee table, and shook it loudly: "It's written in black and white! An Tong signed a contract of sale to you, and he is a broadcaster under your company." !"

Fan Shuojing clasped his fingers and put them in front of him, with a leisurely and indifferent look: "I'm afraid you don't know the normal contract. In addition to the black and white letters, there must be an official seal with red ink. Look clearly, do you have it on it?"

Lao Huang went up to take a look, and his face changed drastically: "Even if there is no official seal, there is still the signature of the supervisor! It is clearly written, Luo Li! Call this Luo Li, and call me here! I was with him back then. talk!"

Fan Shuojing breathed a sigh of relief: "I can give you Luo Li's contact information. But he has resigned, and everything he signs represents only him, and has nothing to do with our company."

Lao Huang stood up suddenly, rushed to the desk in two or three steps, pointed at Fan Shuojing's nose and yelled, "Are you going to renege on your debt now?"

They looked at each other for three seconds, and there was silence.

Fan Shuojing sneered, and looked over with a pair of phoenix eyes, her eyes were full of contempt and contempt: "It's not bad, why do you believe in a contract that was never established from the beginning?"

Being fooled by a little girl, Lao Huang was so angry that he went crazy, and he hammered his fists on the desk, making a loud noise.

The receptionist who was guarding the door opened a crack in the door in a panic, and was startled when he saw the scene in the office: "Mr. Fan Fan Fan! Do you want to call the security guard!"

Fan Shuojing looked at Lao Huang, calmly: "You can find whoever you want, please."

"Please leave these gentlemen."

Old Huang was even more angry at Fan Shuojing's contempt, and angrily swept the documents on the desk to the ground.He turned back to the reception sofa, crossed his chest and straightened his back, and sat down firmly.

"I'm not leaving. If we can't solve this problem today and get money, we won't leave!"

Fan Shuojing didn't care about the papers scattered all over the floor, and took back a signature pen that was about to roll off, and asked Lao Huang, "Are you sure?"

Old Huang: "Unless you take out the signing fee!"

Fan Shuojing nodded, indicating that she understood.The front desk was packing up the documents on the floor, she told the front desk to stop first: "Go, give Mr. Wen a call."

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