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Chapter 9 My second personality, peace

When Chu Lan received the signing contract from Director Guo, she was completely confused. She didn't understand why she suddenly received such a contract.

So with a pragmatic attitude, Chu Lan dialed Director Guo's number. The first thing she said after the call was connected was,

"Hello Director Guo, I just received a contract to play the mentally ill character in your movie, but I clearly remember that when I took Xiao Ning there, Assistant Director Fang said we didn't have an audition. Success... So was this contract sent by mistake? If it was sent by mistake, I will have someone take it back to you now."

When Guo Jingsheng received the call, he didn't realize who was calling him. After Chu Lan finished speaking, he fully understood.

Who he thought it was, turned out to be that girl Chu Lan.

"Xiao Lan, didn't you already tell me that if your actor is suitable for that role, I will give it to you? I saw that one, what's the name..."

"Yes, An Ning! I watched that little girl's audition, and she was very suitable, so I asked someone to print out a contract and send it to you. You can see if there are any problems with the contract. If not, you can sign a backup. Just bring the original to me."

Even though Chu Lan heard Guo Jingsheng's voice in person, she still found it unbelievable. When she heard Guo Jingsheng asking her to read the contract, she lowered her head in a daze and turned over a few pages at random, intending to take a casual look first, but her hand that turned the pages was reading. When he reached a certain line of small words, he suddenly paused.

What was written on that page was An Ning's salary for this performance, which did not match the figure she was told at the beginning.

Not less, but more.

Not just a tiny bit more, but three times more!
Chu Lan was afraid that she had read the wrong number, so she rubbed her eyes and took another look. It was still the same number, no change at all.

Is this a mistake?
If her conscience was darker, she might just sign it like this, but she and An Ning had worked hard over the years and were determined not to lose their reputation just because of this little money, so Chu Lan hesitated for a few seconds before finally asking. ,

"Well, Director Guo, I took a look at the contract. Everything else seems to be fine, but the remuneration seems to be different from what you told me at the beginning. Is it a mistake?"

After hearing Chu Lan's words, Guo Jingsheng glanced sideways at Fang Hui. After a long time, he said, "There is nothing wrong. You can ask the little girl An Ning for the specific reason. She knows why."

After the call was hung up, Chu Lan had not yet understood the current situation. She felt at a loss as to what year it was. After thinking about it, she immediately called An Ning Biao.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered it. Just when the phone was about to hang up automatically, the call was finally picked up. What came out of the receiver was not the female voice she was familiar with, but a rough male voice, "Hello? What? thing?"

The voice was not only very rough, but also extremely unfamiliar, completely different from the peaceful voice.

Chu Lan thought about thousands of possibilities in her mind, and her whole body tensed up instantly. The fingertips holding the phone turned white with so much force, "Who are you? Where is Xiao Ning?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? You have something to say!" The male voice on the other side was extremely impatient, as if Chu Lan didn't understand and would hang up the phone in the next second.

Afraid that the other party would do something unpredictable, Chu Lan still did not disobey the other party, "I have something to do with An Ning, so give her the phone."

"Are you looking for the boss? The boss is busy beating people up right now and has no time to pay attention to you."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

After hearing the last words spoken by the male voice, Chu Lan's expression changed drastically.

What did he just say?
An Ning is beating someone up?
Did you hear it correctly?
You heard me right, An Ning is really beating people up now.

And it’s still the same style of playing with less and more.

There were eight strong men on the opposite side, and there were only four of them on her side including her weak athlete.

Among the other three, one is short-sighted, one has a leg injury, and the last one has a broken hand, which is about one and a half. In other words, there were a total of two and a half people on her side, fighting against eight strong men on the opposite side.

An Ning glanced at the eight strong men. They had sound hands and feet and well-developed limbs. Each of them looked like they could beat ten with one.

The eight men here looked at the fallen willow branches across from them and their mouth corners widened, wishing they could open up to their ears.

Although they can't beat one against ten, there is still no problem with one against three and one against four.

And for something like the opposite, they probably wouldn't have any problem if they hit eight of them.

The man with a twisted hand came back with An Ning's cell phone. When he reached An Ning, he took out his cell phone and handed it over. "The caller is not serious at all. It should be a harassing call."

If Chu Lan heard this, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit three liters of blood.

But An Ning had no intention of pursuing the matter. She took her cell phone from the big man's hand and put it directly into her pocket without even looking at it.

"I'll enable call blocking next time."

"Okay!" The big man responded and stood on the edge of An Ning, staring at the other person fiercely, wishing to kill the person opposite him with his eye knife.

It's just that the people across from him didn't pay attention to him at all, but still stood there by themselves, discussing something with their boss.

"Boss, if we fight like this, can we still win?"

The person who spoke this time was not the man with a plaster on his hand, but another man who walked a little unsteadily. After finishing speaking, his eyes were fixed on An Ning.

That was not a look of judgment, but a look that really expected An Ning to solve this problem for him.

But An Ning was really a little weak. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "Hit him. Let's just fight. Problems that can be solved with violence are not problems."

The lame man was stunned for a moment after hearing An Ning's words. After a while, he suddenly grinned, "I have a boss to stand up for me, you clowns hahahaha!"

After hearing what he said, An Ning almost spit out her saliva, "You fight, I'll watch."

"Ah?" Even the short-sighted man couldn't hold back and turned to look at An Ning.

She tried to defend herself, "I am a muscle-impaired athlete. I cannot bear such injuries. If I fight with eight strong men on the opposite side, I will probably die."

The man with a plaster on his hand was the first to disagree and immediately jumped out to refute her, "Boss, how could you have muscle weakness? The way you hit someone just now was so cool, okay?"

"I feel sad that I never had such a clean fight."

As An Ning listened to his compliments, the curve of the corners of her mouth became lower and lower until it became a straight line.

She dropped her smile.

"I wasn't the one who was fighting just now."

"That's my second personality, An Fen."

(End of this chapter)