Sister Mai took a deep breath and said, "Hello, Mr. Yue."
Yue Tingfeng pointed to the chair and motioned for Sister Mai to sit down.
After Sister Mai sat down, she asked, "I don't know. What orders do you have when you come to me today?"
Yue Tingfeng glanced at Jiang Lai, and he quickly stepped forward and placed a check in front of Sister Mai.
Yue Tingfeng: "Fill in whatever you want."
Sister Mai was stunned: "Mr. Yue, what does this mean?"
Yue Tingfeng said calmly: "I want your studio."
His voice was low and cold, as if he was conveying a message to his subordinates that could neither be questioned nor rejected.
Sister Mai had a shocked expression on her round and chubby face.
After a long while, Sister Mai finally came back to her senses: "No, Mr. Yue, I know you are not short of money, but we are just a small studio and it is not worth your expense. Besides, before I left, The purpose of the company is to..."
Yue Tingfeng interrupted Sister Mai: "I'm not discussing this with you."
With one sentence, all the words prepared by Sister Mai were choked down. If people have money, they will drag them down.
Yue Tingfeng's meaning is very clear. I'm not negotiating with you. I'm just telling you that I'm interested in your things. If I give you the money, you can take it. If you don't take it, then don't blame me for robbing it.
Two words popped up in Sister Mai's mind - bandit!
How is this different from bandits? Just because you have a lot of money, you can bully people at will
There was a voice in Sister Mai's heart: Yes, if people are rich, they can bully you!
Jiang Lai smiled at Sister Mai and said: "Ms. Mai, I know what your concerns are. You are worried that you will be controlled by the company and that you will not be able to control the packaging of the artists independently. We can give you absolute freedom on this point. We What Yue wants... is your studio, which must be in our hands. You can make whatever conditions you want. No matter what, the result will be the same. Of course, you can refuse!"
Jiang Lai's reminder was subtle, but in short, you have to sell even if you want to, and you have to sell even if you don't. If you want to sell it, you still have money to take it, but when our boss Yue actually takes it away, you won't even have the money. The result is the same anyway. It depends on whether you drink the toast or drink the fine wine.
Sister Mai slowly calmed down. She really regretted not letting Yan Qingsi know that this was simply a Hongmen Banquet. .
No wonder Jiang Lai warned her in advance to avoid black hair.
Their most essential purpose in buying her studio was to capture Yan Qingsi.
Sister Mai nodded: "I probably understand what you mean. That is, it doesn't make any difference whether I sign this document or not, right?"
Jiang Lai nodded: "That's probably what you mean. We are also asking for your opinion, Ms. Mai. Everything is based on the principle of your own free will. Think about it slowly. It's still early today and there is still a lot of time."
The implication: Anyway, you can’t get out if you don’t sign.
Sister Mai picked up the coffee in front of her and drank it in one gulp. She was afraid that if she didn't drink it, she wouldn't be able to help but throw the coffee at someone.
I finally understood why Qingsi gritted her teeth so much when she mentioned Yue Tingfeng.
On the surface, he looks noble and cool, but why is he so shameless underneath? Moreover, he is shameless and quite proud, and does not feel ashamed at all.
Suppressing her anger, Sister Mai raised her head and asked, "Mr. Yue's goal is black hair, right?"
Yue Tingfeng: "That's right."
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Yue Tuhao: I am shameless, can you care? There is only one woman, whoever grabs it belongs to whom!