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Zhao Xinghua's office.

"Didn't you say that Gu Xiaotian didn't have your handle in his hands? Why is there still a recording of you admitting to padding your breasts? Zhao Xinghua slapped the table even in a hurry, and the water in the cup splashed out.

"At that time, I obviously took his voice recorder back! And the bodyguard also assured me that he had searched his body, how could I have thought that he had other recording equipment? ”

Mu Lan's face was not much better, it was already pale and pale, this matter was completely out of their control, and the possibility of trying to redeem it was very small.

"Why did you have to apologize when this incident first broke out?" Zhao Xinghua yelled angrily.

"This matter has been developed to this point with your authorization! What's the use of telling me all this now? If I had known that things would have come to this point, would I not apologize? ”

Zhao Xinghua gritted his teeth and "gurgled", clenching his fists and constantly "banging" on the table.

"You speak to me! Hurry up and find a way to do PR for me! Mu Lan got up from her chair and shouted.

Zhao Xinghua raised his head and glanced at her coldly: "Now even if I pay ten times the financial resources, I can't get back a single point of profit, what's the point of doing public relations?" ”

"What do you mean? Leave me alone? Mu Lan finally showed a panicked expression.

"I've already thought about it......" Zhao Xinghua took a deep breath, as if he had made some major decision, and finally sneered: "I will make an announcement immediately, Xinghai Media will hold a new draft, and it is time to inject fresh blood into the company." ”

Mu Lan trembled and took a few steps back, her face full of panic, and she said in disbelief: "Are you giving up on me?" ”

Zhao Xinghua sneered: "You are worthless, what else do I want you to do?" ”

Mu Lan bit her lip and shook her head vigorously: "That's not what you said at the beginning!" ”

"Hmph, you use fans as a tool to make money. In the same way, in the eyes of the company, you are just a tool to make money! Now that your value has been drained, I have to give up on you, huh...... Don't blame me, after all, the company is meant to make money. ”

After making this decision, Zhao Xinghua was no longer angry, and his expression was slightly relaxed, thinking that a large number of newcomers would fall into the clutches of the devil in the future, he had an uncontrollable desire to control, he could control everything about them, including their bodies.

"Zhao Xinghua, you scum! I'm blind! Mu Lan trembled and bit her lip, and the corners of her mouth slowly oozed blood.

Zhao Xinghua's eyes lit up, and he raised his finger and pointed at Mu Lan: "I warn you, you are not qualified to talk to me like this, I don't like to beat women, don't force me, to put it mildly, you are just a drama after all, at most a famous drama, can you really be on an equal footing with me?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Lan had already sat down on the chair with a dead heart, and she knew that it was useless to say anything.

"So...... I've been hidden by the company since then, haven't I? ”

"It doesn't sound like a good thing to say." Zhao Xinghua shook his head and smiled: "It should be said that you are free, the company will not interfere with anything you do in the future, you can sing whatever song you want, of course, it must be written by yourself, if you want to publicize, you can also pay out of your own pocket." ”

Mu Lan twisted her face and sneered: "After all, I am to blame for this matter, and I actually don't hate Gu Xiaotian so much now." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Xinghua laughed.

"Because now there's someone I hate even more." Mu Lan gritted her teeth and said.

When Zhao Xinghua heard this, he smiled disappreciatively: "You are free." ”

"I have one last request now, and if you still have a little conscience, grant me."

Zhao Xinghua sat back on the boss's chair and took a sip of tea: "You say." ”

Mu Lan spit out a few words with a dead face: "Let me go." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xinghua was silent for a while, and then said: "For the sake of the fact that you have made a lot of money for the company over the years, I can agree to your termination." ”

Mu Lan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Xinghua: "But I also have one condition." ”

"What?"

Zhao Xinghua smiled slyly: "The income from your album is all owned by the company, and it won't give you a penny, so it will be your termination fee." ”

Mu Lan gritted her teeth and glared at Zhao Xinghua fiercely.

Due to the previous car accident, Xu Du's fans and even passers-by were overflowing with sympathy, prompting her to sell a terrifying 1.7 million copies of this album, which actually directly broke the record since her debut.

The profit of each album is about 37 yuan, so it is 60 million.

She and the company's album sales split is 5:5. Of course, it is impossible for the vast majority of artists to get such a share, and only when they reach a certain height can they be qualified to negotiate with the company.

Zhao Xinghua did this, which was equivalent to taking 30 million from her directly.

Mu Lan picked the corner of the table with her fingers, and finally nodded tremblingly: "I agree." ”

If she forcibly sues Xinghai Media, maybe the termination fee will not be enough, but if Zhao Xinghua forcibly interferes, it may be more than this, she doesn't want to take this risk, so it is better to break up like this.

"Okay, I'll have someone bring you your contract now, and you'll be free in no time." Zhao Xinghua smiled and typed a word on the computer, which should be to inform someone to take Mu Lan's contract.

Then he raised his head and sighed: "I really didn't expect that the sales of this album before your retirement actually broke the historical record, it's really a creation!" ”

Looking at Zhao Xinghua's smug face, Mu Lan just kept a gloomy face and didn't speak, and it was pointless to say anything now.

Zhao Xinghua stared at her cold face for a while, and suddenly said: "Let me remind you, if you are honest in the future, I won't care about you, if you want to make something for me, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings, and it's still a matter of minutes if I want to get you." ”

Mu Lan squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "I understand." ”

Half an hour later.

Mu Lan walked out of Zhao Xinghua's office, and there was already an extra document in her hand.

A passing artist looked at her with a look full of sarcasm, and she didn't care anymore, took out her mobile phone and opened the micro-article, entered the micro-article of Xinghai Media, and saw a micro-article that had just been released for a few minutes.

Weiwen probably said that Xinghai Media is going to hold a new draft, and the time is set for October 20th.

She didn't look at it much, so she closed Xinghai Media's micro-article.

After that, she entered her own micro-article, and did not read the comments, but posted a new micro-post: Goodbye, Mu Lan.

Then go downstairs and drive.

From now on, she had nothing to do with it again.

When she was about to return to her accommodation, she suddenly received a phone call, which was an unfamiliar number.

After hesitating for a while, Mu Lan still connected in confusion, and a familiar voice immediately came from the opposite side.

"Mu Lan, you should know who I am when you listen to the voice, so I won't introduce myself, and you don't have to guess where I got your number, I asked for Zhao Xingchen's stupid x, the reason why I called you this is to remind you that you haven't defeated me yet, and now you can't even look dead now!" Except for Gu Xiaotian, no one would say such a bad thing.

Mu Lan smiled bitterly, she didn't expect Gu Xiaotian to take her micro-article as a masterpiece before committing suicide, in fact, she just wanted to say goodbye to her past self.

What she didn't expect was that at the last time, the person who called her to comfort her would actually be Gu Xiaotian, although the other party's wording was very poor.

Thinking of this, Mu Lan suddenly felt that her nose was sour, and tears flowed down unconsciously, she heard the sound of a car honking on Gu Xiaotian's side, and said casually: "You seem to be outside?" ”

"Yes! Actually, it's right behind you! I don't believe you look back. ”

Mu Lan hurriedly glanced at the rearview mirror, but found that there was nothing behind, so she knew that she had been deceived by this guy: "......"

"You didn't see that, did you? You know why? Because the earth is not flat, but round. ”

"......" Mu Lan didn't know what to say, she always felt that her IQ was not enough when talking to this guy, so she took a deep breath and made a direct ending: "I won't kill myself, bye-bye." ”

Although she understood that she was to blame for this matter, after all, it was because Gu Xiaotian had come to this point, and now she couldn't afford to joke with him anyway.

Hearing that the other side hung up the phone directly, Gu Xiaotian put away his phone and let out a long sigh.

After seeing Mu Lan's message, he really thought that this guy wanted to commit suicide, so he quickly called her.

Although Gu Xiaotian didn't like her personality, it wouldn't be fun if someone died, and that wasn't his intention.

"Master, can you be faster?" Gu Xiaotian retracted his thoughts and said softly.

If those people also go to Lubo Town, they must also drive, so he must arrive before the other party.

"I try." The driver smiled and said, "But little brother, seeing that you are in such a hurry, it doesn't seem to be a tourist, right?" ”

...... "Gu Xiaotian really doesn't want to pay attention to this product, don't you see that Lao Tzu doesn't want to talk to you about this topic?" Are you driving or accompaniing? Talking?

So he closed his eyes and dozed off with a perfunctory sound.

By the time we arrived at the location, it was nearly twelve o'clock.

After Gu Xiaotian paid and got out of the car, he saw that the flow of people in the town was already very scarce, after all, it was a small town, and people rested early at night.

"When will the little brother go back? Give you a hundred dollars cheaper. The driver shouted as he pulled down the window.

Gu Xiaotian thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "No need, I have to play here for a few days." ”

The main thing is that he doesn't like this talkative driver, can he still be short of that hundred dollars?

When the driver heard this, he didn't say anything and drove away.

Gu Xiaotian took out Cheng Dazhuang's ID card and looked at it, he knew that this road must be Hongxing Road, but what the hell is Lane B?

After walking for a while, he couldn't find the location, the town is indeed dilapidated, many places are in disrepair, and there are no road signs, and it is estimated that the locals only know the names of some places.

…… (To be continued.) )