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Xu Jiamu arrived at the Beijing Club, but it was only one o'clock, and there were still two hours before the agreed time.

Xu Jiamuping retired from the waiter, sat alone in the quiet box, held the contract in front of him, and stared at the black and white letters.

In fact, he didn't read a word of what specific terms were written, just turned the pages mechanically, and then when he turned the contract I don't know how many hundreds of times, there were a few high-heeled sounds outside the box, and then the door was opened, and the waiter's soft polite voice sounded: "Please inside." ”

Xu Jiamu subconsciously raised his gaze from the contract, and saw Song Xiangsi, like a proud queen, walking in gracefully, but she only walked a few steps before she saw him, and then stopped in place.

The agent who followed Song Xiangsi also subconsciously stopped, and when he saw Xu Jiamu, his expression was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses and said hello to Xu Jiamu: "Mr. Xu is good." ”

With the agent's voice, Song Xiangsi also came back to her senses, she continued to walk at the same pace as just now, walked over resolutely, and then pulled out the chair opposite Xu Jiamu, and sat down generously.

The waiter stepped forward and handed over the drink list.

Xu Jiamu didn't ask Song Xiangsi's opinion, just casually flipped two pages, and ordered a pot of Biluochun.

The waiter quickly served the tea.

Xu Jiamu waved his hand, motioned for the waiter to step down, and then made tea himself, poured three cups, and put one in front of Song Xiangsi and her assistant.

Song Xiangsi didn't say anything, but her assistant said softly: "Thank you." ”

The box is filled with the faint fragrance of Biluochun.

Neither Xu Jiamu nor Song Xiangsi spoke.

Song Xiangsi's agent looked at Xu Jiamu, then at Song Xiangsi, struggled for a while, and had to speak hard, breaking the silence: "Mr. Xu, have you read the contract?" ”

Xu Jiamu nodded: "I've seen it." ”

Song Xiangsi's agent continued to ask: "I don't know the conditions offered by Acacia, does Mr. Xu have any objections?" ”

Xu Jiamu's tone was very light, and he said straightforwardly: "No." ”

"Regarding the endorsement fee, Mr. Luo initially said that it was five million, although our family Acacia has been out of film for three years, and it is true that her popularity is not as good as before, but now she is suddenly shooting an advertisement indirectly, I am afraid it can still cause a sensation, so the result after our consideration is that the price is at least six million." It is still Song Xiangsi's agent who opened his mouth.

"No problem." Xu Jiamu didn't mean to bargain at all, and agreed without thinking about it.

"Then, Mr. Xu, can I fill in the price and sign now?" The broker asked, spreading out the contract.

Xu Jiamu raised his hand, stared at Song Xiangsi opposite for a while, and said to Song Xiangsi's agent: "Can you go out first?" ”

"Mr. Xu, this ......" Song Xiangsi's agent was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and turned his head to look at Song Xiangsi.

Song Xiangsi's expression was cold, and after about half a minute, she nodded her head slightly, and the agent nodded at Xu Jiamu and said, "Okay." ”

When the agent left, he closed the door of the box with interest.