The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 300
Luo Wenmo didn't squint his eyes, and said softly, "What?"

"I want to open a personal studio." Sang He said.

In fact, what Chang Yan said was correct. After leaving Xinghai Media, it is impossible for an economic company to dare to sign her. What's more, instead of continuing to work for others, it is better to be your own boss.

Luo Wenmo didn't even think about it: "Okay, I think this idea is very good, I'll do it."

"No need." Sang He smiled and shook his head and refused.

She is an independent individual, she can't always rely on Luo Wenmo for everything, she also has abilities.

Luo Wenmo didn't say anything more, but his heart was extremely sweet.

I don't want to help myself, but I told him about it. Isn't this sharing with him?

"Okay!" Luo Wenmo spoke a lot more briskly, "Just tell me if you need anything."

Sang He nodded slightly.

Mianmian in the back seat tilted her head and looked at her parents getting along very well, and happily shook her little feet.

Such days are not too many in another 100 years.

After dinner, Luo Wenmo took Sang He and Mian Mian home.

Sang He had decided to open his own studio, so he immediately called Zhang Yang, hoping that Zhang Yang would continue to be his manager.

Zhang Yang was shocked that Sang He actually terminated the contract, and nodded his head in agreement.

Both of them are activists, and they started to work on this matter the next day.

During this period, Sang He had to stop all work, and lived a life of two points and one line between the studio and home every day.

Of course, she always brings Mianmian with her every time she goes out.

And Luo Wenmo also started to take over the Luo Group, and gradually became busy. The family of three obviously lived together, but they rarely saw each other every day.

But in this way, Luo Yang has nothing to do, and he always spends time in Sang He's studio.

Sang He's studio was established soon, and Luo Wenmo, the breach of contract at Xinghai Media, also paid for her. Sang He took out his phone and posted a Weibo: [@桑荷V: New journey, start again. 】

The accompanying picture is the proof of the termination of the contract with Xinghai Media and the establishment of the studio.

Netizens were quite shocked.

[No way, Xinghai Media is the head of a domestic entertainment company, so Sang He just left? 】

[If I remember correctly, Xinghai Media has signed people for ten years, and this is not the time yet, but there are high liquidated damages. 】

[Are you kidding, is Sang He a poor man? I have a friend who works in Xinghai Media, and there is an inside source saying that it is because Xinghai Media’s Chang always wants to fire Sang He’s manager Zhang Yang, so Sang He is furious Sang He's husband Luo Wenmo helped pay the liquidated damages for the termination of the contract! 】

[So it seems that Sang He is quite affectionate and righteous. 】

[No matter what, I hope that the beauty will continue to walk the road of flowers in the future! 】

Looking at these comments, Chang Yan sneered.

"Heh..." Chang Yan lit a cigarette, "Walking the flowery road? Don't even think about it."

Tang Xinyao, who was sitting opposite Chang Yan, was full of pride: "This incident has taught Sang He enough lessons. She has provoked Xinghai Media so blatantly. Who else would dare to find her? Isn't that just an obvious relationship with Xinghai Media?" Right?"

And even if it's ten thousand steps back, the Luo family is willing to help and use money to make a way for Sang He. At that time, they will buy some navy troops. If the wind changes, Sang He will still get abuse.

What's more, based on what she knew about Sang He, it was impossible for Sang He to accept the Luo family's help.

This kind of person is arrogant in his bones, of course he will solve it by himself.

Sanghe's side is indeed very difficult.

The three sat in a circle, Zhang Yang hung up the phone, sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "I declined, saying that there is already a more suitable candidate."

"This is already the No. 30 five phone calls made today." Luo Yang was also at a loss, and simply said: "Anyway, the Luo family is not short of money. If you directly invest in a drama, you will not have these troubles."

Sang He refused without thinking: "No need, Zhang Yang, just contact a few more companies, there will always be someone who is willing."

"Okay." Zhang Yang agreed.

Mianmian, who was playing with toys on the sofa beside her, also felt the low pressure in the atmosphere.

Tilting her head and thinking for a while, Mianmian jumped off the sofa, ran to the side, and said to Xiao Ke who was sorting out the materials: "Sister Xiao Ke, can you help Mianmian take out the small cake from the refrigerator? "

Xiao Ke is the assistant recruited by Sang He. He just graduated from university this year. He is serious and careful in his work, and he has a good relationship with Mian Mian.

"Of course." Xiao Ke replied with a smile.

Mianmian said sweetly: "Thank you, sister Xiaoke."

After getting the small cake, Mianmian walked inside again, and said in a sweet little milk voice: "Mom and aunt, Uncle Zhang Yang, eat some small cake, so that you won't be irritable."

The three looked at Mianmian at the same time.

This little dumpling is too discerning.

The irritability in my heart was swept away, and the three of them immediately vacated a seat, "Mianmian, come and sit."

Mianmian is simply the flavoring agent in their difficult life.

Luo Yang divided the cake into five portions, and specially gave one to Xiao Ke.

Sang He dug a spoonful with a spoon and was about to put it into his mouth when he heard Zhang Yang's voice: "Sang He, just take a bite and taste it."

"Why?" Mianmian pouted, "Eat more and not gain weight!"

Facing Mian Mian, Zhang Yang couldn't say a serious word, so he lowered his voice and explained patiently: "Your mother is an actress, and actors must ensure their figure, so that they look good on camera."

"What's wrong with eating once in a while!" Mianmian put her hands on her hips, her cheeks bulging.

Several people couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Yang was finally defeated, "Alright then, just this once."

Mianmian clapped her hands happily: "That's great!"

After eating the cake, several people continued to work.

Although there is a shortage of work, Sang He still adheres to the principle of preferring shortages to excesses, and the script must be good.

But after making all the phone calls that could be made, no one was willing to cooperate with her.

Because most of the investors have Xinghai Media, in order to prevent them from withdrawing their capital, they can only reject Sanghe.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Zhang Yang's cell phone rang.

Zhang Yang glanced at it, and saw that it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang still pressed the answer button: "Hello, hello."

"Hello, is this Sang He's manager Zhang Yang?" There was a man's voice on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, then turned on the speakerphone, and put the phone on the table: "I am."

The person on the other end of the phone was visibly relieved.

Only then did I introduce myself: "Hello, I'm Deng Yi, a new director."

Sang He paused for a moment, then remembered this person.

It was the son of the old woman suffering from Alzheimer's that he met when he was in Yi Linhai.

(End of this chapter)