Zhou Mingchuan didn't dare to speak so absolutely, but after looking at the young man's behavior just now, Xiang Bi must not be a fool, and with that face, he has a golden finger.
"Oh, but I am also a mortal. All mortals will ask for something and will not come if there is no profit. Mr. Zhou must let me see your value. I am not a philanthropist, let alone a gambler." Xiao Mo was playing. The hair on the glutinous rice ball said.
Zhou Mingchuan naturally knew that Xiao Mo's words showed that he still had a chance, so he took out a document from his bag and handed it to the young man: "I don't know if this can make Young Master Xiao trust me."
Xiao Mo glanced at Zhou Mingchuan and opened the document in his hand. It was obviously a script. Xiao Mo continued to read, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised. Finally, he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.
Zhou Mingchuan sat aside, as if he had already imagined the expression on the young man's face. He was not surprised at all, but drank tea happily.
By the time Zhou Mingchuan drank his third cup of tea, Xiao Mo had roughly finished the plot, and his heartbeat could not calm down for a long time.
"This drama." Before Xiao Mo could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Mingchuan: "I specially prepared this drama for Young Master Xiao. I wonder if Young Master Xiao can see my strength."
"Of course this is only one of them, and it is not convenient to bring the others here today, but don't worry, Mr. Xiao, it must be the most suitable one for you." Zhou Mingchuan said calmly and generously, with confidence in his eyebrows, as if he was sure that the young man would not refuse. my own.
Indeed, Xiao Mo would not reject Zhou Mingchuan. This man was ambitious, strategic, and sensible. He was an indispensable presence for her in the entertainment industry, and he was also the most suitable person for her.
"Well, I don't know if Mr. Zhou is happy to cooperate." Xiao Mo stretched out his little hand.
Zhou Mingchuan thought that the young man had something else to ask him, or that he had the energy to kill him, but he didn't expect that he could capture her so easily
“A pleasure to work with.”
Zhou Mingchuan took out a contract from his bag and handed it to Xiao Mo: "This is the contract. If there are no problems, just sign her."
"Or if Mr. Xiao doesn't trust us, he can find a special team to investigate this contract carefully. It doesn't matter. I can wait for Mr. Xiao." Zhou Mingchuan reminded kindly.
Xiao Mo said without raising his head: "No need." Then he signed his name.
Zhou Mingchuan looked at Xiao Mo without doubting himself at all, as if he was a child who had not experienced the dangers of the world.
Zhou Mingchuan was a little worried. What if Xiao Mo was very obedient and turned out to be the little white flower he was most afraid of, the real Holy Mother? The entertainment industry has no room for a lotus who can emerge from the mud without becoming a monster.
"Master Xiao, don't you doubt me? What if I play some tricks on you?"
"You don't dare." Xiao Mo said decisively.
Zhou Mingchuan choked. Indeed, he really did not dare to play any tricks on it. The Fu family behind the young man was something he could not afford to offend. Although he had some connections behind him, for the Fu family, which had a big family and a big business, he would pinch himself to death. It's like crushing an ant.
He would not listen to the rumors on the Internet that the Fu family did not love his young master. As far as he knew, the Fu family was a single lineage. Even if the head of the family disliked Xiao Mo, he would not allow the only boy of this generation to be humiliated by outsiders. .
(End of chapter)