"I also know this, so I bother you to go to the company with us to take a look and think if there is any way." Meng Sihua did not deliberately force it, and replied gently.

The address of Tianyi Entertainment Company is in the most prosperous place in the city, and it is just the time to rest on Sunday, and there are not too many people who come to this business district along the way, and there are only three or three people working overtime in the building.

"Wait a minute." The little girl at the front desk put away the lipstick on her hand, twisted her body and reluctantly picked up the landline on the table, looked at the four people with a squint, and lazily took the microphone and said "um" and "ah" twice to the side.

Then he reminded the phone: "If the Heavenly Master invited by the chairman arrives...... Good...... Good. ”

Hanging up the phone, the front desk reluctantly said to these people: "Go up, on the 31st floor." ”

A few people walked towards the elevator, and Jiang Futing walked at the back because he was just looking for Lin Jin.

When he officially entered the hall and waited for the elevator in the elevator room, the temperature around him was quietly and inadvertently lowering, with an obvious sense of coldness.

"Why is this place so cold?" Lin Jin raised his eyes and rubbed his arms while looking around, looking at the central air conditioner on the ceiling: "Is there a problem with the heating system in such a large company?" ”

"Ding!" The elevator door was suddenly opened, and Lin Jin followed the other two into the elevator while thinking about it.

Jiang Futing raised his eyes, and a woman with long hair covered in blood was suddenly clearly reflected on the wall of the stainless steel plate of the elevator.

The woman was hanging behind Meng Sihua at this time, and there was a pool of bright red blood on the ground.

Jiang Futing hurriedly looked behind Meng Sihua, except for the faint black aura exuded from her body, there was nothing else, and when he looked at the wall again, there were only the reflections of four people left.

"Son? What do you see! Lin Jin's scream made him suddenly come back to his senses, and he realized that the three people were all looking at him with strange eyes.

"It's fine." Jiang Futing walked into the elevator and pressed 31.

The speed of the elevator crawling seemed to be unusually long, and Jiang Futing almost felt that time was going to stand still.

In the enclosed space, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and everyone's breath keeps coming into their ears, and there is a chill behind them, as if someone is attached to their body and gently breathing.

The skin on his body instantly had goosebumps, Jiang Futing turned his head, and the woman covered in blood was once again reflected on the stainless steel plate, and her head was so black that she slowly raised her head towards herself.

The pale, wizened right hand hanging beside him, like a dry bone, with a red liquid, lifted itself little by little.

He almost felt that the woman was trying her best to hold him, and at the moment when the hand in the reflection was about to touch him, Lin Jin's clear voice sounded in his ears again: "Son! Why have you been in a daze today? ”。

The pair of dark eyes focused, his body was stunned for a moment, and he turned his head and said to Lin Jin a little casually: "I was thinking about things just now." ”

"What do you want? Thinking so fascinated?

Lin Jin's tone was a little complaining, looking at his absent-minded appearance, how could he give them a town!

"I didn't think about it." Jiang Futing said lightly, the picture just now poured out uncontrollably in his mind, and he repeatedly scrutinized and denied the ridiculous thoughts that appeared in his mind, but it was too similar, and he was not sure if the woman just now was Chen Jianan.

If it's really Chen Jianan, then what does it mean for her to pull her own clothes?

The elevator door opened suddenly, and Jiang Futing slowly followed behind them, with a cool feeling behind him, he paused, and looked back at the empty elevator again.

It was as quiet as a dead thing, and he took a quick step to follow.

At this time, there was a woman with heavy makeup standing at the door of the office, with a professional standard smile on her face, which made it impossible to see her thoughts, and Jiang Futing and his party walked in with her introduction.

Meng Sihua's thin body was tightly tensed, she sat straight on the sofa, and Lin Jin on the side grabbed Meng Sihua's hand with his aura, signaling her to relax a little.

When she saw Jiang Futing walking in, she gave a look and asked him to stand next to her.

At the desk sat a greasy-faced man, his suit sloppy and his waistband popping a little under the tightening of his belt.

He squinted his small eyes, looked at the four people in front of him without hesitation, took a deep puff of cigarette, and turned around in his lungs a few times before slowly swallowing the clouds and exhaling the mist.

Jiang Futing smelled the choking smell of smoke wafting from the front, frowned, the man seemed to have just noticed them now, and waved his hand holding the cigarette at the secretary standing on the side casually, "There are guests here, and I don't know how to pour tea, hurry up!" ”

The secretary smiled at him delicately, and then walked to the tea table with a catwalk.

It looked like a reproach, but his face was thick and teasing.

"No need." An icy voice rang out in the huge office, "We're in a hurry. ”

The man glanced contemptuously at Jiang Futing, who was standing on the side, before turning his gaze back to the two women on the sofa, "This is?" ”

"This is my son, Jiang Futing." Lin Jin's voice was different from the posture of the pungent little woman at home, but she was very calm.

"Oh." He smoked again, looked at Xia Jiang Futing, and then said: "It is worthy of being Mrs. Jiang's son, Mrs. Jiang is ashamed of the moon, and the son she gave birth to is also a talent."

As he spoke, his eyes looked up and down Lin Jin a few more times, and his tone was a little frivolous.

Jiang Futing stood calmly to the side, the coldness in his eyes seemed to come from the deepest valley of the Nine Shadows.

The secretary was so good that no one noticed that the water was freshly boiled.

Meng Sihua directly reached out to pick it up, and the moment it touched the wall of the cup, the hot pain suddenly rushed to the delicate skin.

She exhaled softly, her hands shake, and the cup came out of her hand.

At the moment when the cup was about to spill on her lap, the cup seemed to suddenly hit something out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.

The "pop" was accompanied by a crisp crashing sound, and the cup fell to the ground in the opposite opposite direction on the other side.

Piping hot

The tea was immediately poured on the soft cashmere carpet, and some of it even spilled on the secretary's flesh-colored stockings, and her ankles instantly turned reddish under the stimulation of the high temperature.

She still didn't care about the pain, there was obviously a horror in her eyes that had not yet eased her mind, what was going on, why did this suddenly fall to the other side, what just happened?!

Meng Sihua and Lin Jin were obviously a little confused, and they were at a loss for a while.

Jiang Futing frowned even more, and the moment the water cup fell just now, he saw a faint black gas very clearly.

"What's going on? Can't you do a good job of pouring water? The man slapped his thigh when he saw the situation, suddenly raised his voice at the secretary, and roared pretendingly.

"I think that the tea will cool quickly in winter, and it can be boiled specially, so you can chat and cool for a while, and drink it for a while." The secretary's exquisite eyes were covered with a thin layer of moisture, and she looked at the man aggrievedly, and then looked at Meng Sihua cautiously and complained in a low voice: "Who knew she was in such a hurry?"

Meng Sihua's dark yellow cheeks turned red all of a sudden, and Lin Jin was about to stare at him, obviously you put the water in front of us first.

The man's mouth was pinched well, and he was so impatient that he chased people away: "Okay! Come on! Not a single thing can be done! You go out, I'll call you again if there's something!" ”

The secretary had a bitter face again, and went out and closed the door with a sad face.

Only then did the man cross Erlang's legs and enter the subject slowly, with an arrogant smile on his face: "You guys are here to send money today?" ”

"Don't dream, everyone is dead, why do you have to give you liquidated damages, do you know that you are breaking the law like this?" Meng Sihua said with the anger in his heart, and gave the lawyer on the side a look.

The lawyer comprehended it for a moment and flipped through the information in his hand: "According to Article 79 of the Contract Law, a contract containing personal dependency is a contract that cannot be transferred according to the nature of the contract. In the case of a contract of personal dependence, if one of the parties dies, the validity of the contract shall cease naturally. ”

"Did you hear that?" Meng Sihua's eyes were a little red, and the tails of his eyes were full of traces of time.

The man smiled disdainfully, shook his head, opened the drawer, and threw out the information in his hand to show him: "Haven't you read the contract yet?" Take a closer look for yourself, don't take it casually in the future, it won't be possible to win the lawsuit, and it's not good for your reputation, right? He reminded in a tone that seemed to be kind.

When the lawyer took the contract, his hand inadvertently trembled, and there was a paragraph on it that was deliberately marked with a pencil.

"If Party B is unable to perform the contract due to special reasons (serious injury or illness that prevents it from engaging in performing arts, traffic accidents, etc.), Party A may unilaterally terminate the contract, and Party B or Party B's representative shall compensate Party A for the expected income from the date of Party B's cessation of performance to the expiration date of Party B's contract, as well as all the investment costs of Party A to Party B during the cooperation between Party A and Party B."

Lin Jin grabbed the contract and looked at it incredibly, and Jiang Futing on the side frowned after listening, carefully scanning the contract in her hand.

It is written very clearly in black and white, and in the end, Party B is Chen Jianan's autograph and ID number, and even remarks are straight

The contact relative is Meng Sihua, and the contract has been signed for up to ten years!

And Chen Jiannan has only been in his sixth year until this year, and the calculation of liquidated damages is pressed under another piece of paper, totaling 53 million yuan!

Obvious overlord clause!

Jiang Futing's whole person was full of strong chills.

Meng Sihua was a little trembling with anger, ignoring the nervousness in his heart, and shouted at the careless man in the position with red eyes: "Are you vampires? How can this kind of contract still have legal benefits, it is not fair to my daughter at all! ”

"Fair? This is already very fair, it is clearly written that she can directly take 45% of the amount from all the activities and advertisements and film and television works attended by the company, and the average artist is at most 30%, Li Hua made it very clear to her when she was there, she promised it herself, otherwise why would she take so much more money than others. ”

The man played with the lighter in his hand, and kept opening and closing the lid, the cigarette had already been smoked.

"Then there's no way she's going to agree to such a thing? My daughter is not a fool, you must have tricked her into signing it! Meng Sihua shouted angrily.

"You forgot that she was under the age of eighteen when she signed at the time, and the other guardian was still there, if we lied to her, how could she sign it." The man looked at him with a smirk.

Meng Sihua stood there a little helplessly, no! Her husband couldn't be so rash!

(End of chapter)