What happened to the black control group on the entire network who knows XNUMX million skill points?

Chapter 3 If I don’t love money, how can I love you?
Seeing Yan Jiaming's reaction, Yan Xin calmly crossed his legs and leaned back, casually admiring Yan Jiaming's defense.

"Don't get excited." She comforted her in a good mood.

Although the original person still has a contract with Yan's Entertainment, Yan Xin is not panicking at all. The worst he can do is to be banned.

"2000 million, I don't even see if you are worthy of it!"

Yan Jiaming almost laughed out loud at Yan Xin's behavior, his eyes became colder and his tone was disdainful.

The smile on Yan Xin's face was still gentle.

"It seems that your sister is nothing more than this in Mr. Yan's heart. She is reluctant to part with even 2000 million."

"Don't tell me that you don't have these things. The Yan family has raised you for more than 20 years, and you don't even care about any kindness. It's better to have a dog than you." Yan Jiaming sneered.

"Dogs are treated better than me." Yan Xin looked at Yan Jiaming lightly, her tone indifferent.

The original nanny in the Yan family was indeed inferior to the nanny. The live-in nanny lived in a spacious and bright guest room, while she lived in a dark and damp utility room.

No matter how hard she worked and no matter how talented she was, the Yan family would mercilessly break her wings.

These Yan family members can naturally realize it, but they just don't care.

What Yan Xin said was true, and Yan Jiaming was speechless for a moment to refute.

"But if it weren't for the Yan family, how could you have access to the resources you have now!"

"I committed evil in my previous life, and I met shameless people like you in this life." Yan Xin didn't care about Yan Jiaming's reaction at all.

Without the presence of people like the Yan family, the original person would definitely be happier than he is now, and he would not be reduced to a background control group for others, or make wedding clothes for others...

Moreover, before Yan Xin possessed him, he had already suffered from severe depression and had serious suicidal tendencies.

In other words, these people are more like executioners. Since they are trying to persuade her with kindness, it is really ridiculous.

Yan Jiaming had a gloomy face.

"Mr. Yan, let's not waste any time. Just say it's okay, that's it."

Yan Xin was too lazy to pay attention to his expression, but she also didn't want to waste more energy by talking to him.

In the end, it was only possible that Yan Jiaming was angry because he couldn't convince her, thus hurting his body and shortening his life.

This is extremely taboo for Taoists like Yan Xin, and they might even be tainted with cause and effect.

"When did you love money so much?" Yan Jiaming's sharp eyes stared at her, as if he wanted to see through her.

"How can I love you if I don't love money?" Yan Xin glanced at him lightly.

That look seemed to say it again.

who are you!
Yan Xin has always believed that money can bring a sense of security. If there is a lack of sense of security, it must be because there is less money.

Yan Jiaming's expression became even more terrifying, which made Liu Fenghua, who was still proud, immediately calm down and become trembling.

Yan Jiaming has always been the best heir of the Yan family, and his aura of not being angry and self-respecting is even more vivid at this moment.

Then Yan Xin acted as if he didn't notice, sitting calmly on the sofa and looking at him with a smile.

The two of them were evenly matched, with no one willing to give in.

This shows that Liu Fenghua, who was still arrogant towards Yan Xin, is nothing.

Yan Xin said calmly: "It's better for Mr. Yan to promise me, otherwise I don't know if I will say anything during the interview or filming."

"Are you threatening me?" Yan Jiaming looked at her coldly.

"No, I'm informing you." Yan Xin had a kind smile on his face, not threatening at all.

There was a tense atmosphere in the lounge, and Liu Fenghua didn't even dare to breathe.

"Yan Xin, don't forget, who gave you your current achievements!" "Do you think I care about you?" Yan Xin's patience was exhausted, and now there was really no warmth in his eyes.

The original resources in Yan's Entertainment were the worst. If it weren't for her hard work and some luck, a small web drama she starred in a few years ago suddenly became a hit. She would have found no such person in the industry.

But even so, the road ahead for her is not easy.

In order to make money, the company kept eroding her popularity regardless of the script.

"As for the scripts you gave me, I dare to say that they were scripts you picked up from the trash can."

The original actor has appeared in many dramas over the years, but most of them were either removed from the shelves due to various problems, or received extremely low ratings in a certain category and were boycotted by the entire network.

In addition, Yan's Entertainment deliberately asked her to set off Yan Lu, especially to highlight Yan Lu's popularity with the public, which led to the fact that she was blackened by the whole network.

Even if you are not a star chaser, you still have to chase her.

Isn't it because of Yan's success?

There was no expression on Yan Xin's face, and there was no warmth in her eyes. Those bright eyes made Yan Jiaming feel a little frightened, and his confidence became increasingly unbearable.

"Yan Jiaming, you think you are upright and make rules whereby the company's artists receive equal resources, but is this really the case? Are you really fair? You just don't want to admit the filth in your heart."

She originally didn't want to talk to Yan Jiaming so much, but this self-righteous fool kept provoking her again and again.

It is true that the Yan family raised the original body, but the original body did not owe the Yan family a single thing.

The Yan family always likes to use the kindness of upbringing to control the original body, but they are completely unaware that kindness is also a consumable.

Yan Xin's eyes were bright and clear, as if they had strong penetrating power. Yan Jiaming didn't dare to look at her for a moment.

After a while, Yan Jiaming spit out a word coldly through his teeth.

"Row."

Yan Jiaming handed the contract to Liu Fenghua, who had been acting as the backdrop, with a stern expression.

"Go and change it, as she said."

It looked as if this was not just a few thin pieces of paper, but something worth a lot of money.

Liu Fenghua was surprised for a moment, then took the contract and glared angrily at Yan Xin from an angle that Yan Jiaming couldn't see.

Yan Xin ignored it.

Only Yan Xin and Yan Jiaming were left in the lounge.

For a moment, none of them spoke, and the rest room was eerily quiet.

Yan Jiaming stood there, with deep confusion in his eyes.

Yan Xin was not surprised by Yan Jiaming's reluctance.

2000 million is indeed a big ask from the lion. Considering the profit-seeking nature of businessmen, only a fool would agree.

Yan Jiaming was indeed not a fool, but who made him feel guilty? It was not clear whether it was out of compensation or to comfort himself. In addition, Yan Xin threatened the little princess he cared about, so naturally he was not afraid that he would not agree.

Yan Xin is a Taoist cultivator. Although he has no cultivation level at present, it is still easy to see through a person.

The confusion in Yan Jiaming's eyes did not escape Yan Xin's eyes.

The corners of Yan Xin's lips curved in a bad way.

It must be very uncomfortable to suddenly lose control of someone you have raised for such a long time.

2000 million is just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)