Anyway, sooner or later, they will all be his. If they really want to be strong, he will be strong already.
Looking at the contract, Sister Mai was struggling in her heart. Jiang Lai took a step forward, picked up the pen and handed it to Sister Mai with both hands: "Ms. Mai, please... you can get more resources for Miss Qingsi by signing this contract. From now on... no one will dare to steal Miss Qingsi's role. In the entertainment industry, she can go sideways."
Jiang Lai's last words touched Sister Mai's heart, and no one could compete with Yan Qingsi for her role.
It has only been two months since I returned to China, but these two months have been anything but uneventful. Almost every role has to go through a lot of hardships to get it.
Yan Qingsi put too much energy into this matter and had to keep scheming to get it.
Sister Mai remembered that Yan Qingsi had said that she would stand at the highest place and trample under her feet those who looked down on and humiliated them.
This is the dream shared by the two of them, and Sister Mai's tightly held hands gradually let go.
Jiang Lai felt relieved as he watched Sister Mai pick up the pen and finally sign her name.
Fortunately, I finally signed it.
Otherwise, he would have been sent to do immoral things again. As a young man with a good heart, he still despised many of the things his boss asked him to do.
After Sister Mai signed it, Jiang Lai immediately took the contract over and pushed the check in front of Sister Mai: "You can fill it out whatever our President Yue wants!"
Sister Mai looked at the banknote with a complicated expression. After some struggle, she finally picked up a pen and quickly filled in a number, then pushed it to Yue Tingfeng.
Sister Mai said seriously: "Mr. Yue, I hope you will keep your word. I signed this contract because I was helpless and because I wanted to give Qingsi a better environment, but no matter what, I signed this contract behind her back. I feel sorry for her by signing this contract, and I can't afford your money."
Yue Tingfeng glanced at the check, and there was only a big '1' on it.
Sister Mai only filled out a 1 on the check. It only cost 1 yuan.
Sister Mai stood up and bowed to Yue Tingfeng.
She said: "Qingsi is not a woman who can be played with casually. If Mr. Yue is really interested in her, I hope you will not hurt her. No matter what the process is, I hope we can get together and say goodbye in the end."
Yue Tingfeng's face suddenly turned cold. Was it a good time to get together or to go away
I haven't even gotten together yet, why are you telling me to leave
Listening to this meaning, I don't think highly of them at all, and I am sure that they will not be together in the end.
But the next second, Yue Tingfeng suddenly laughed. He seemed to have never thought about the outcome, let alone others
After going out and getting into the car, Sister Mai screamed and leaned on the steering wheel, beating her chest twice hard: "I have never been so spineless in my life, Yan Qingsi, Yan Qingsi... can you turn around and give me this wife?" Take the bandit and torture him to death, otherwise we will suffer a big loss."
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Yue Tingfeng looked at the one-dollar check, "Sure enough, I have been with Yan Qingsi for too long... put it away."
Jiang Lai put away the check: "What about this dollar?"
Yue Tingfeng stood up: "Give it to her."
"The money I spent on Yan Qingsi, her agent actually saved it for me."
Yue Tingfeng didn't care how much Sister Mai filled in. Anyway, his goal was achieved. Yan Qingsi was now an artist of his Yue family.
To be more precise, it belongs to him, Yue Tingfeng.
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Yue Tuhao: My golden thighs are sore from stretching. You should hug me quickly!