After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 325 You Are Not a Handsome Guy in My Eyes
As everyone knows, from the moment he walked into the box, Feng Yasong's rebellious body was deliberately shown to him.

The reason is very simple, if a capitalist like Zhong Minghe who is only interested in profit sees how uncontrollable she is, how can he easily give up the idea of ​​signing a contract with her?

Therefore, even though he knew that his behavior of playing with his mobile phone at the dinner table was very disrespectful, Feng Yasong still had a straight face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhong, your question involves my personal privacy, so I'm sorry I can't answer it."

Having said that, her fair cheeks still turned red, as if he had been scalded by the word 'boyfriend' he inadvertently said.

Naturally, this strangeness couldn't be hidden from Chong Minghe's eyes.

He sneered, and his eyes fell on her peach-like cheeks playfully, "Your expression at the moment tells me, I seem to have guessed it right."

Feng Yasong: "..."

She touched her face subconsciously, and after realizing that the temperature on her face was indeed higher than normal, she didn't panic at all.

"It's just a normal reaction when chatting with a handsome guy, it's too rare to see Zhong Zong."

"Really?" Zhong Minghe tilted his head, his slightly drooping dog's eyes glowed, with a sense of wronged innocence: "We've been chatting for so long, why haven't you responded?"

"Maybe, maybe..." As if to take care of his self-esteem, Feng Yasong pretended to hesitate for a long time before uttering a very piercing sentence: "You are not handsome in my eyes?"

Zhong Minghe: "..."

"Although this approach will make you feel offensive, I still have to tell you that before signing an artist, we need to know some of her personal affairs, so that we can conduct a risk assessment on the artist and offer a reasonable signing price. It is also helpful for us to make public relations preparations in advance, so as not to expose the truth.”

Like a famous face-changing performance artist, he switched from an innocent milk dog to a business elite with full aura in a second.

And Feng Yasong didn't give up too much, and instantly switched from a shy girl with a spring face to a veteran in the workplace: "What if I refuse to cooperate?"

Then I will regret to inform you that you missed a good opportunity to cooperate.

This is a phrase that Chong Minghe often uses when he meets a partner who cannot agree.

Obviously already proficient enough to open his mouth without thinking.

At this moment, it was as jerky as a novice negotiating for the first time, and it was difficult to speak.

He quietly looked at the lively and bright girl in front of him, but what came to his mind was the future of Chonghua Entertainment.

Even without Feng Yasong, Chonghua Entertainment's projects could still proceed smoothly.

She is not the only artist who can help Chonghua Entertainment reverse its reputation.

They pay a high price to invite someone who is well-known, popular with the audience, and knows how to advance and retreat. In fact, the effect of the program may not be so bad.

But in terms of overall cost performance, Feng Ya Song is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

So after a moment of silence, Zhong Minghe, who has always been able to bend and stretch in front of making money, finally chose to humble himself for 10 minutes, and poured money into it for more than ten years.

"Then I have no choice but to continue to show you the importance and sincerity that Chonghua Entertainment attaches to this cooperation until you change your mind."

While speaking, Zhong Minghe had raised the hand holding the vegetables again, and stubbornly and domineeringly wanted to put the chopstick dishes that were about to cool down into the bowl in front of her.

It doesn't matter whether she likes to eat or not, and whether she minds a strange man serving her food.

Just like his attitude towards her all the time.

Don't take her preferences into consideration, and don't care about her feelings.

He's just trying to find a way to keep this gleaming cash cow for himself.

As for whether the cash cow likes or hates him, he doesn't care.

After all, in his eyes, all artists are just beautifully packaged goods in the window.

Merchants only care about how much profit each product can bring them. Who cares if the product is not happy?
But the product itself cares.

Although he happened to pick up a dish that Daofeng Yasong liked very much, and that dish was not on the list of taboos that Chong Jingchen had drawn for her, but she still moved away quickly the moment the man's slender arms stretched towards her. bowl.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chong, I don't like shrimp."

Chong Minghe didn't seem to understand human speech, and he didn't pause in the action of picking up vegetables.

It wasn't until the shrimp passed Feng Yasong and landed steadily in Xiao Lin's bowl beside him that he looked sideways: "It's none of my business whether you like it or not? It's not for you."

Feng Yasong, who seemed a little self-indulgent in an instant: "..."

Xiao Lin was so flattered that he didn't even dare to take a breath: "..."

ah this...

Is this the recently popular post-zero job rectification?
Although the cooperation cannot be negotiated, his performance will also be affected.

But seeing Feng Yasong and Chong Minghe fighting each other, and not giving in to each other, why do you still feel a little exciting?

He even wanted to suggest that everyone don't rush to leave after eating, and take Feng Yasong to the KTV for another round!
Don't ask, the question is that he wants to watch Feng Yasong perform for them on the spot: the leader will turn the table with food, the leader will not drink the toast, the leader will open the door and I will get in the car, the leader will sing K and I will cut the song...

On the other side, You Yu doggedly put his ears on the wall of the box, and kept changing positions, while complaining to his boss: "Brother Chong, I said that even if you suddenly have a serious illness and want to listen to the corner, you can't do it." Why don't you find a hotel with poor sound insulation in the boxes?"

"The sound insulation effect of the box in this house is too good! Not to mention the corner, it's hard to hear even a human voice!"

Having said that, he still jumped up and down to change positions, trying to find a point where the sound insulation was weak, so as to satisfy his boss's evil taste.

Don't ask, the question is that he was tempted by Zhong Jingchen to come over to work overtime at night, and he was paid for overtime.

And many more.

If he doesn't work hard to find some work for himself, he won't feel safe holding that money!

As everyone knows, listening to the corner is just an excuse for Zhong Jingchen to squeeze him out for convenience.

Zhenxiuzhuang is a well-known Chinese restaurant in Kyoto, and the diners it receives every day are rich or expensive.

Most of the topics discussed by the distinguished guests are also confidential.

If the soundproofing effect of their boxes was a little bad, they would have closed their doors long ago.

How could it be possible to stand still in the center of Kyoto, where every inch of land is expensive?
Chong Jingchen sat at the dining table with a calm face, and was not surprised by his words: "It's fine if you can't hear it, just open the door of the box a little, and just wait patiently."

As soon as the dinner in the next box is over, he can hear the sound immediately.

The content of their conversation at that time, you can call Feng Yasong over and ask, there is absolutely no need to eavesdrop.

(End of this chapter)