After hearing the assistant's words, Manager An thought for a while before remembering Meng Fu.
Manager An stood up with his hands on the table: "You said Meng Fu surpassed Ye Shuning and won the first place?"
In terms of the degree of being outside the circle online, Ye Shuning is naturally the bigger one. Someone in the industry has evaluated Ye Shuning's potential. He has the potential for an A-level contract. Even Manager An has considered signing people to his company.
When he heard his assistant say this, he felt incredible.
"That's right, Brother Qian and the others have learned about Meng Fu's termination of contract and asked you to come to the company as soon as possible." The assistant finished the sentence in one breath.
Brother Qian is the gold medal agent of Tianle Media and has a wide network of contacts in the entertainment industry. Even Manager An must treat him with courtesy.
After listening to this, Manager An pulled up his chair and walked directly out, asking his assistant to sort things out for him.
About half an hour later, Manager An arrived at the office and said, "Brother Qian."
Brother Qian casually put down the document in his hand, pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Manager An, "Meng Fu, I want to hear your opinion in detail. If you can still sign it back, try to sign it back."
"I read the hot search, it should be the hype of "Best Idol"," Manager An asked someone to pour a cup of tea for Brother Qian, and then slowly explained to Brother Qian: "Meng Fu can't set it up. The most important thing is One thing is that she has not finished high school, and the only way she can go is to be a black and red person. She can only stay on the topic list for two days in the entertainment industry. Last time, her agent hoped to upgrade Meng Fu's contract to this one. If she comes back to sign the contract, she will definitely open her mouth. If the money is spent on her, it would be better to use it to sign Ye Shuning."
He did not agree that it was not worth signing Meng Fu again.
Brother Qian didn't know much about Meng Fu. He only had first-tier stars and it was impossible to pay attention to eighteenth-tier stars.
However, Manager An has been in the entertainment industry for such a long time, so he has a reason to say this, so Brother Qian stopped pursuing Meng Fu's matter.
The entertainment industry has also undergone some changes in recent years. For people like Meng Fu who have not finished high school, their follow-up development potential is indeed not high.
**
Jiang family.
It was close to twelve o'clock, and the hall was still brightly lit.
Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran, and Jiang Xinchen also just returned from the province.
When Meng Fu came back with Mr. Jiang, Jiang Xinran was showing Jiang Quan the certificate she got today.
Meng Fu followed Mr. Jiang and calmly looked at the harmonious scene under the crystal lamp.
The butler's "Sir" made everyone in the hall come back to their senses.
Yu Zhenling quickly raised her head and said with a smile: "Dad, why are you back now? Look, Xinran won the first prize in mathematical modeling today."
Mr. Jiang pursed his lips. He was a little unhappy, but in front of Jiang Xinran, he did not show this side. He lightly praised: "Xinran has always been smart."
He and Meng Fu had just returned. Meng Fu originally wanted to go back to the rental house in No. 1 Middle School, but after the old man went to No. 1 Middle School, he directly asked someone to drive the car back to Jiang's house.
Thinking of this, the old man turned to Meng Fu and said, "I'll have someone buy you a new house tomorrow."
Before Meng Fu could speak, Jiang Quan, who was waiting for the two of them to come back in the hall, quickly put down his tea cup and stood up: "Dad, what house do you want to buy?"
"I mean to buy a house for Fu'er," Mr. Jiang glanced at him. "The place where Fu'er lives has no elevator, and the security is not safe. It's dark. I'm so scared when I go there at night. A girl How to live."
Meng Fu had been living in the Jiang family before, so Mr. Jiang naturally never thought about buying a house for her.
Now Meng Fu may not even go back to Jiang's house for a week, so Mr. Jiang is worried about where she lives.
Hearing this, Jiang Quan rubbed his nose and said, "Dad, I was planning to tell Fu'er about this and ask her to move in with Xinran. Xinran has a single-family villa there with a nanny and a chef. , the room is enough, and I feel relieved that there are people taking care of me.”
Hearing this, Mr. Jiang's expression softened.
He also knew that Yu Zhenling arranged a villa for Jiang Xinran for her to study.
Jiang Xinchen, who had been sitting on the sofa and was drowsy, finally tilted his head slightly and said with a dissatisfied look: "My mother bought it for my sister so that she can attend the tutoring class and competition class with peace of mind. One more person will disturb my sister's study." what to do?"
"Xinchen!" Jiang Xinran patted Jiang Xinchen on the shoulder, then raised his head, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense to Xinchen. I will naturally be happy if my sister lives with me."
"Of course," Yu Zhenling asked someone to bring them supper and looked at Meng Fu, "You live with Xinran. You can't disturb your sister's study. You can't go to the second floor. I'll have someone arrange a room for you on the first floor. , It’s okay to learn from your sister.”
Meng Fu hooked her sunglasses with the fingers of her right hand. She was heavily exposed late at night. She had a black coat loosely draped over her shoulders. The figure under the crystal lamp was slender and slender. Hearing this, he only tilted his head slightly and smiled lazily, "No need. Grandpa, I won’t move.”
Her tone was the same as before. Mr. Jiang looked at Meng Fu and knew that she really didn't want to move.
I didn’t mention it again.
The main thing is that Mr. Jiang is happy tonight and doesn't want to get angry.
Meng Fu's cell phone rang in her pocket. She lowered her head and saw that it was her neighbor across the door. She hung up calmly, and then told Mr. Jiang to go upstairs and prepare to rest.
"Go and rest," the old man said very gently to Meng Fu, "I have to meet the Tong family tomorrow, so have a good rest tonight."
I asked Meng Fu to come back today, and I also wanted to take Meng Fu to Tong's house tomorrow to discuss the engagement.
Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Xinran behind him couldn't help but clasp his lips and hands.
Meng Fu didn't react at all. She just nodded and went upstairs with her phone.
The last time she left, she only packed her belongings, but her room at Jiang's house was still there.
She pressed her cell phone and prepared to call the other door.
When she was at the door of the party building, she was blocked by a hand.
It's Jiang Xinchen.
His eyebrows were raised, he had an arrogant appearance, and he looked fiercely at people. Seeing Meng Fu looking over, he pursed his lower lip and lowered his voice: "You insist on robbing the Tong eldest brother from my sister? Are you marrying into the Tong family? What’s the benefit? Can you play the piano? Can you make incense
Jiang Xinchen is good at studies, but not as good as Jiang Xinran, especially in mathematics. Even though Jiang Xinran is not his biological sister, Jiang Xinchen really regards her as his biological sister.
Not only Jiang Xinchen, but also Jiang Xinchen's classmates admire Jiang Xinran.
Meng Fu ignored him, only held his cell phone, pushed his hand away, and calmly gave him three words: "Don't mess with me."
The door was closed from the inside.
Jiang Xinchen stood at the door, holding his numb wrist, staring blankly at the closed door, unable to react.
Has Meng Fu's strength always been this strong
**
inside the room.
Meng Fu closed the door casually, took out her cell phone and called the person opposite her, sat down at the desktop computer, turned on the computer, and pressed a few keys.
"Someone climbed in through the window of your house at night." The neighbor's voice was still cold and indifferent.
Meng Fu leaned back on his chair and tapped the table with his other hand, waiting for the computer to respond. The Jiang family's computer was a bit slow and there was no response for nearly a minute.
She leaned back in her chair and said vaguely: "Understood."
The neighbor never talks much. Apart from painting, he doesn't like to study other people's private affairs. He didn't ask much, "My teacher should come to T city in half a month."
Meng Fu looked up at the sky, "Oh."
The conversation between the two was always brief. She hung up the phone and looked at the computer again. The computer was still showing that it was connecting.
"Bang bang—"
There was a knock on the door outside, and the person who came in was Butler Jiang. He brought a bowl of soup and milk to Meng Fu.
"Put it here." Meng Fu stood up, opened the cupboard door to get clothes and prepared to take a bath.
Butler Jiang put the tray next to the computer. Just as he put it down, the computer beeped and a dialog box popped up.
Butler Jiang looked over subconsciously.