It's cunning
In front of the incense table, Fang Zhao and Wang Wenhai sat facing each other.
The contract was on the table: "I think Miss Fang is very suitable for this role." ”
"It's better to see than to hear, Miss Fang is really beautiful beyond my expectations."
Fang Zhao sniffed: "Mr. Wang said he laughed." ”
"It's you who is humble." Wang Wenhai crossed Erlang's legs and glanced at her: "This short film will be filmed for about a week, if you think about it, the salary will be 500,000." ”
Fang Zhao pursed his lips: "I'll seriously consider it." ”
"It's also the end of the year, isn't it good to earn some money and go home for the New Year?" He touched Fang Zhao's fingertips with his palm: "It's a huge amount of money for a little star like you to get a salary of 500,000 yuan." ”
Fang Zhao shuddered and withdrew his hand thoughtfully: "Mr. Wang, please respect yourself." ”
He snorted softly, put his hands on the table and chair, and the lump of meat on his stomach popped out: "Do you think 500,000 is not enough?" ”
"Mr. Wang, I don't understand what you're talking about." She scooped up the bag on the table: "I don't think there is any need for our cooperation to continue. ”
At this time, Li Ying, who was wearing a hat, was sitting at the table next to them, and he bent his waist and touched the Bluetooth headset: "Mr. Yan, Wang Wenhai is really not at ease, and he is negotiating with Miss Fang." ”
The other side: "Okay, as soon as Fang Zhao is in danger, you can go over and help immediately." ”
"Roger."
Fang Zhao frowned, grabbed his backpack and turned around to leave, but several black shadows were forced to stagnate.
"It's not good, Miss Fang." Wang Wenhai stepped forward with a wine glass: "Do you really think you are worth 500,000?" ”
He dragged the bag off Fang Zhao's back and took out the mobile phone inside: "Miss Fang is really shrewd. ”
The screen of the mobile phone is the recording interface, and a wicked smile rises on the corner of his mouth, and he deletes the recording.
Fang Zhao was afraid of today, so every time she went out to talk about work, she would record it with her, and when the plan was discovered, her eyes were full of horror when she was in place.
Wang Wenhai pinched her shoulder with one hand: "I didn't want to make it so ugly." ”
"You're cunning."
Opposite her, one tall and one short, in a black suit and a black hat, should be Wang Wenhai's bodyguard.
She didn't know what Wang Wenhai's actions meant, and the current predicament was very unfavorable to her.
Three people are menacing, not good stubble.
Fang Zhao had never experienced this kind of thing, so he forced himself to pretend to be calm, and looked at Wang Wenhai with a calm expression: "What do you want from me." ”
"What do you get?" He laughed out loud and stroked Fang Zhao's arm back and forth with one hand, approaching her cheek: "What do you say?" ”
Fang Zhao felt sick to his stomach for a while, like a disgusting maggot crawling on his body.
She smiled forcefully and proposed, "I think we can sit down and talk." ”
She called for help, and it would only be difficult to escape and be caught. The use of brute force in this situation is nothing more than pushing her further into the abyss.
Wang Wenhai pulled out the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and smiled with one hand: "Do you think I will still believe you as a woman?" ”
"....... her now," he was about to give the order when he was woken up by his pocket phone.
A flash of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he pressed the green button impatiently.
"Hey, what's going on, I'm not available right now." His tone wasn't very good.
"Is it me, and I'm talking about it later?"
Wang Wenhai was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Yan, it's Mr. Yan." ”
Hearing this word, Fang Zhao couldn't help but think about "Yan Shu", and brainwashed himself, it was not so coincidental, there is more than one person surnamed Yan Shu in the world.