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Chapter 58

Sure enough, the word aura was tailor-made for Zuo Cheng.

Lin Qingyan remained calm, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Is it enough to be famous after the rain? I'm afraid there is no artist who doesn't want to sign in after the rain."

"But what you signed is an album, not a person." With bottomless eyes lowered slightly, he glanced at the contract on the table, "This album has already been signed to your agency, even if you pick it up after the rain , except for the eight-figure liquidated damages, you have no interest at all." Looking up, it seems to be a black whirlpool, with a kind of gravity that makes people sink, and there is nowhere to escape.

Lin Qingyan smiled lightly: "President Zuo's account is very careful, but in the entertainment industry, fame is far more attractive than profit. Isn't there a saying in chess and cards: If you can't bear children, you can't catch wolves? I believe this album will be cast in the rain There will be unexpected gains in the end." Lin Qingyan seemed to be pointing.

Jiang Xiachu, you know, you are the wolf of Zuocheng, the best weapon.

Zuo Cheng just pursed his lips slightly, and his voice was cold and self-made: "After the rain, I have never only signed albums but not artists." His eyes sank, "Are you sure, I will make an exception?"

Lin Qingyan said without hesitation, "You will. Oh, I haven't told you yet, the producer and composer of this album are both Jiang Xiachu. She can break the contract with the golden song of the movie, but this album is a certainty. You said that the production of the famous golden song Is it the first cooperation between Ren and a leading entertainment company in Shanghai that everyone expects?" After a pause, he smiled wantonly, "So, are you willing to make an exception?"

Zuocheng, you can't refuse, as long as it's Jiang Xiachu, you can only surrender.Lin Qingyan was determined.

Sure enough, Zuo Cheng groaned silently, his eyes were always as cold as ever, but there were lines of incongruity, dizzy, dizzy.

He can disregard everything, but Jiang Xiachu makes an exception every time.Without hesitation, he picked up the pen.

There are two copies, one paper contract, each has its own plans, and they are all chess players who are good at calculating.

His voice was cold, without any warmth at all, and Zuo Cheng's eyes were as cold as the snow that never fades in a thousand years: "As an artist, it's not good to be able to strategize."

She replied calmly: "As a businessman, it's not good to forget to plan a strategy."

"Don't treat Jiang Xiachu as a wolf."

There is something in one sentence, and there is a voice behind the string: "I'm afraid that President Zuo thinks Jiang Xiachu is a wolf." Yingying smiled, and Bibo passed his eyes, "It's a happy cooperation."

Strategizing, in the end who to let go, who to trap?It varies from person to person.

The door opened, and a ray of light came in abruptly. Jiang Xiachu walked at a leisurely pace, step by step, as if measuring: "I'm still late."

Something heavy seemed to be run over in her mind, waves of pain screamed, she frowned slightly, and just walked in leisurely.

The contract on the table was blindingly white, but the weight of the few sheets made Jiang Xiachu unable to turn over.Her face was paper-like fair, but her lips were flushed red.

With a cold look, she looked at him without saying a word, only full of resentment and deep hatred.

Must it be endless?
It can only be so...

Do not say, also understand.

The onlookers are always clear, without any trace, Lin Qingyan can see through all the ruins in Zuocheng, even if it is unfathomable, there is still Jiang Xiachu who makes him transparent, so he can't pretend to be himself at all.

Zuocheng, Zuocheng, Jiang Xiachu, you can't win at all.

Lin Qingyan smiled at Yanyan: "Miss Jiang is here too, just to take a look, the contract has just been signed, your news is very accurate."

"It's your calculation." Jiang Xiachu was so plain, always lukewarm.

The contract is not one step too early, not one step too late, it just so happens that she knows it, but it's hard to change it.

Lin Qingyan didn't see any embarrassment, the corners of her lips were relaxed, and her eyes were bright: "Miss Jiang was joking, I've been thinking about this contract for a long time."

Ye Zaixi, you say I'm smart, but I can't compare to Jiang Xiachu. You say you don't like smart women, so what about Jiang Xiachu?It should be another matter.

Jiang Xiachu stayed out of the matter and remained expressionless: "No wonder the album has not been on the shelves, you have been waiting for this day for a long time." The corners of his lips are slightly pursed, the dimples are faintly visible, and the eyes are so dark, indifferent, wild and careless , "What else can I say?"

Ye Zaixi is indeed a monstrous evildoer, a demagogic evil, it seems that she should be respected and kept at a distance.Unexpectedly, Zuo Cheng would be involved, such a game she couldn't afford at the beginning of Jiang Xia.

Lin Qingyan smiled: "According to legal procedures, it seems that this album has nothing to do with Ms. Jiang."

"Only one thing, under the phoenix trees, give me back this song." The everlasting snow seems to be loosening, and it turns out that Jiang Xiachu will also be rushing.

In the distant memory, there was a boy who loved the sycamore tree the most. Under the tree, there was a voice that was still clear after many years: In the early summer, the sycamore blossoms...

Everyone knows, but they all pretend not to know, Ji Qiancheng... the three words are refurbished from ancient memories.

"It is said that creator Xia's songs have stories, so what is the story of this song? The flower language of sycamore flowers is eternal love." Lin Qingyan was careless, her skirt swaying, but she was free and easy. Me, my part is about to start filming."

After the words fell, the actor left the stage, and the scene ended and the scene started. Lin Qingyan wrote a script, Jiang Xiachu and Zuo Cheng were the protagonists, not a real drama.

Jiang Xiachu thought that she would be indifferent. After all, she overestimated herself. For the first time in several years, she said harshly: "Lin Qingyan, don't have a fourth time." The dense web made her breathless.

Lin Qingyan stamped her feet and didn't turn her head back. There was a lingering ice in her eyes: "No, this should be the last time we cooperate." Empress: Jiang Xiachu, pay it back slowly.

The curtain that fell was opened again.

As long as life is just like a play, there will always be an end.

The drama between Jiang Xiachu and Zuo Cheng, if I don't finish singing, I'm afraid there won't be an ending in this life.

Jiang Xiachu turned his eyes, looked at Zuo Cheng, and slowly approached Dian Dian. He didn't know when the strength of his whole body was taken away, and his steps were a little vain.With a cool breath on her thin lips, she said frankly, "I only want that song."

He didn't speak for a long time, and Mu Xue's eyes were looking straight at her, as if she wanted to see into the forbidden place that no one else could peep into. She sneered, "Eternal love? Who is eternal love for? Ji Qiancheng?"

With three words, Jiang Xiachu's defense line was defeated, his face paled for a moment, and his eyes were almost covered by dark clouds: "Don't let me hear that name from your mouth, anyone in this world can ask me, only you Zuocheng are not qualified."

The strong hatred, like the words overflowing from the rice paper, cannot be fixed or erased, clearing up all those things that Jiang Xiachu had spent five years deliberately blurring, rampaging violently in her mind, and the pain was unbearable.

(End of this chapter)