The matter is a foregone conclusion and Wen Zhao is powerless. If he continues to stay here, he will only suffer greater humiliation.
He picked up the contract on the ground, turned around and left with his head bowed.
The president called Du Fangfei behind him and congratulated Du Fangfei on getting what he wanted, right in front of him, without any hesitation.
After leaving the office, Wen Zhao took a look outside.
There are also many newcomers to the company here, and of course there are also some big-name celebrities. Wen Zhao has been very popular recently and has become famous very quickly. Everyone is very polite to him.
But once he entered the office and closed the door, he was nothing.
Now I have to go to accompany Du Fangfei.
Thinking of Du Fangfei's methods, he felt horrified.
But he had no choice, the contract was the bane of artists like them.
There was despair in his eyes. After getting in the car, he even thought about whether he should die directly and expose all the disgusting things Du Fangfei had done before he died. Anyway, he was famous now.
The agent was by his side to persuade him.
"Brother Zhao, don't think about doing stupid things. There will be a road to the mountain."
The agent has been following him for several years and knows that he would rather die than surrender.
Du Fangfei's reputation in the industry is indeed not good. Previously, a male star who was about to become famous was found dead in his room. In fact, it was not that he committed suicide because of the pressure, but that he was ruined by Du Fangfei and did not think about it.
Wen Zhao felt that this was his way forward.
Du Fangfei has coveted him for a long time. If she gets it, she doesn't know what tricks she will use to torment him.
"Brother Zhao, why don't you ask Miss Jiang again?"
It is better to accompany Miss Jiang than to accompany Du Fangfei.
Wen Zhao sighed and looked outside, but what came to mind was Sheng Mian's face.
It would be nice if she was willing. In fact, he liked her a little when they first met.
But people don't want to.
In the evening, Sheng Mian took the initiative to go to the Sky Corridor.
Wen Sihe has a fun-loving temperament. As long as there is no script being filmed, he spends 90% of his time drinking in the Sky Corridor.
Sheng Mian walked to the box commonly used by these wealthy children, knocked on it, and then raised her hand to push the door open.
As a result, Wen Sihe was seen pressing a woman on the karaoke table, and the sound of a small movie was still coming from the screen.
Sheng Mian froze and looked directly at the woman.
The woman screamed and shrank into Wen Sihe's arms.
Through the reflective wall, Wen Sihe saw the stunned Sheng Mian at a glance. He quickly grabbed the pillow on the side and covered the woman's key parts while he himself pulled out the hem of his shirt.
Only then did Sheng Mian react and hurriedly wanted to step back.
But Wen Sihe stopped him and looked at his female companion who was still shaking just now.
"You go out first."
The female companion's face was red, she didn't dare to look at Sheng Mian, she lowered her head and left.
Sheng Mian saw that face, which seemed to be that of a little flower who was recently popular.
Wen Sihe had returned to his human-like appearance and looked at Sheng Mian.
Sheng Mian never thought that she would disturb others' elegance. Although her face was still cold, embarrassment was visible to the naked eye on her cheeks.
Wen Sihe wanted to light a cigarette, but when he thought it was indoors and there was a lady around, he put it down.
"Penny, what's the matter?"
He was thick-skinned, and in less than a minute, he had already returned to his normal self.
Sheng Mian opened her mouth, not knowing for a moment whether she should go in or leave directly.
Wen Sihe narrowed his eyes and suddenly wanted to play with that little flower in the box, mainly because of Fu Yancheng's influence.
He has many female companions, but he has never played in the private room. Xiaohua happened to come to him today to ask for resources, so he kept her there, not expecting to be bumped into by Sheng Mian.
"Come in and sit down."
Sheng Mian knew clearly that Wen Sihe knew about her relationship with Fu Yancheng and would definitely not mess around. After thinking about it, he slowly walked in.
"Mr. Wen, I want to invest in your script."
Wen Sihe had already poured himself a glass of wine, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows.
"My script is expected to require an investment of 300 million, how much money can you come up with?"
Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes and thought for a moment, it was okay to invest half of it herself.
"One hundred and fifty million."
Wen Sihe looked her up and down in surprise, then heard her add.
"But I have conditions. I hope Wen Zhao will become the male lead."
Wen Sihe wanted to drink, but when he put the cup to his mouth, he paused slowly.
He suddenly remembered that when Fu Yancheng saw the name Wen Zhao, he reacted a little too much. Could he be jealous?
