There is a hint of mint scent in the car.
Horch frowned, turned around, and said quietly, "I will bring it to you in a few days."
"Every game!"
"... Can you get out of the car?"
Sheng Qiao slammed the car door and slipped down.
The car gradually left the garage, and she stood still and waved like a lucky cat until the car completely disappeared, and finally got on the elevator with satisfaction.
After arriving home, looking at the empty and cold room, the excitement faded, and he couldn't adapt to sweeping the whole body.
After thinking about it, I began to dig through the boxes to find out the original owner's passbook, bank card contract, etc., and then went to look at them one by one. I don't know it, but I was taken aback at a glance.
No car, no house, no investment, the two rooms and one living room are still rented.
Sheng Qiao went to check the balance of the bank card again, and his eyes almost fell off when he saw the number of fifty-three. Ten times as much as her on her own card! The dignified female celebrity, actually mixed into this virtue
Isn't she so poor if she makes a drama and a variety show? What's more, Sheng Qiao's popularity is not low. Although he can't reach the first-line, he is also a second-line small flower. There are many trips every year. Is it so miserable
Where's the money? Where did the money go
Sheng Qiao was full of doubts, turned over the information at hand, and was attracted by a contract-"Xingyao Media Co., Ltd. Artists Signing Cooperation Letter".
Sheng Qiao took the contract and began to look through it.
Article by article, page by page, at the end, my hands were too shaking to hold the document. For a long time, she slammed the file to the ground and cursed an swear word.
The contract signed by the original owner and Xing Yao turned out to be paid in the form of a wage system.
The contract expressly stipulates that Xingyao pays Sheng Qiao with a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. In addition, Sheng Qiao no longer enjoys any benefits. All the income from her work belongs to Xingyao.
In other words, Sheng Qiao is working for Xingyao, with a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. All the money she made from advertising on variety shows in filming belonged to Xingyao, and she couldn't get a cent. If she wants to terminate the contract early, she must pay a termination fee of three times the income she earned in the year before the termination.
The original body is a pig! Signing this kind of contract, saying that she is a pig will praise her!
And it was fucking signed for twenty years? !
At this moment, there is only one idiom that can describe Sheng Qiao's mood-grass. Damn you.
After a moment, the phone rang, Sheng Qiao picked it up and Gao Meiling called. She gritted her teeth and answered the phone, smiling domineeringly on the other end: "Calm down? Want to talk?"
An hour later, Gao Meiling knocked on the door of Sheng Qiao's house.
This house, when Sheng Qiao first signed the contract, she found Sheng Qiao and paid half a year's rent in exchange for Sheng Qiao's gratitude. At that time, Sheng Qiao thought she was the savior, so she almost made a golden body to sacrifice her.
She has controlled Sheng Qiao for so many years, and she is used to seeing her bend her head and behave as a submissive. Today Sheng Qiao suddenly rose up to resist. She only thought it was too much pressure on her recently that made Sheng Qiao burst out for a while.
When Sheng Qiao calmed down, he would cry for her.
But when the door opened and she saw the woman standing straight behind the door, she curled her mouth and smiled, her eyes were calm, and she looked at herself without fear.
Gao Meiling was stunned, Sheng Qiao laughed: "Sister Gao, come in."
Doesn't she want to die with herself? Gao Meiling is inexplicably weak.
Two cups of tea have been brewed on the coffee table. Sheng Qiao sat down on the side of the sofa and stretched out his hand to ask: "Sister Gao, sit down."
The feeling of being dominated by Sheng Qiao is too strange. Gao Meiling tried to suppress this discomfort, took a seat on the sofa, showed momentum, and tried to get back the dominance, "Xiao Qiao, have you been short of money recently?"
Sheng Qiao smiled and looked at her without speaking.
Gao Meiling took out a bulging document bag from her bag, "You can use this money as I give it to you."
Sheng Qiao took it and opened it, and glanced at it, "Twenty thousand?" She threw the paper bag back on the coffee table, "Sister Gao, where are you going to beg Huazi?"
Gao Meiling frowned: "Xiao Qiao, what do you mean by this?"
Sheng Qiao patted the signing contract on hand, "I suddenly woke up recently. Sister Gao, this business is not a good deal. Everyone knows how much money I can make for the company every year. I have a salary of 20,000 yuan a month, yes. Isn't it a bit too bully?"
Gao Meiling stared at her for a while, and suddenly smiled ridiculously: "Xiao Qiao, this contract is not what I forced you to sign by pressing your head." She sat forward and leaned forward: "This But you begged me to sign it."
Sheng Qiao's heart was stunned.
Gao Meiling smiled and looked at her: "Now talking about bullying, is it too late?"
Sheng Qiao reminded himself not to panic in his heart. She didn't inherit the memory of the original owner, so she could only figure out the reason for the unequal contract signed by the original owner to know the solution.
"You are young and ignorant. I have been fooled by you. I recognize it. But Sister Gao, if I announce this contract, where do you think the Internet public opinion will fall?" Seeing Gao Meiling's face sinking, Sheng Qiao With a lovely smile, "Who would dare to sign with Xingyao, dare to be your artist? I was so miserable, I was so exhausted to work for the company, I would be forced to death by the company, which show and which show would dare to ask me? ?"
"Sheng Qiao!"
She sighed in surprise: "Why bother to lose."
Gao Meiling sneered with anger: "Sheng Qiao, you think you have done this, can you still get in this circle?"
Sheng Qiao spread his hands: "It's a big deal, I'm not a star. How can I starve to death in such a big world?"
Gao Meiling looked at her fixedly, Sheng Qiao smiled indifferently, it didn't seem to be a joke at all. When the two confronted each other for a long time, Gao Meiling suddenly smiled.
The smile was too vicious, leaving cold traces after crawling like a snake, making people chill.
Sheng Qiao frowned.
Gao Meiling took out her phone, didn't know what she had ordered, and stretched out the screen in front of her, smiling: "Xiao Qiao, the celebrity is not right, people still have to do it?"
Seeing the photos on the phone clearly, Sheng Qiao's pupils suddenly enlarged.
On the screen, there is a luo photo of Sheng Qiao.