Chapter 26 It's Not Usually Like This

There was a cold glint in Gu Miaomiao's eyes and her voice was icy.

"If you didn't want her to become popular again, you wouldn't have let her be the spokesperson for Angel Wings."

Jiang Yanbai didn't expect that she would think of this.

He really wanted to make Wu Yiran popular again, so he chose her to be the spokesperson for Angel Wings.

Wu Yiran has a gentle appearance, and more importantly, she looks very similar to Mr. Wang’s injured white moonlight.

This is undoubtedly an excellent bargaining chip to win the cooperation with Angel Wings.

As for the longer term, he didn't think about it too much.

Jiang Yanbai's eyes darkened and he suddenly approached.

"Do you really have a solution?"

Gu Miaomiao raised her hand, pressed her fingertips against his solid chest, and pushed hard to increase the distance between them.

She turned her gaze to Wu Yiran, who was feeling uneasy beside her, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

"That's natural. What do you think?"

Wu Yiran clenched her fingertips, her voice trembling but full of desire.

"I...I want to be famous."

Gu Miaomiao nodded with satisfaction.

"Just want to be famous."

She picked up the coffee, took a sip slowly, put down the cup, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Boss Jiang heard it too. What artist doesn't want to be famous? But not everyone is destined to be famous."

"How about we make another deal?"

Jiang Yanbai's deep black eyes locked on her, and he slowly leaned over, getting closer and closer.

The delicate fragrance from Gu Miaomiao's hair drifted into his nostrils.

His heart felt numb, and Jiang Yanbai's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The voice was a little hoarse.

"What deal?"

Jiang Yanbai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"What deal?"

A faint smile appeared on Gu Miaomiao's lips, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

"If I use my method, I can bring Wu Yiran to the top."

"I want 20% of Jiang's Entertainment."

This woman is so arrogant.

She even dared to ask for 20% of Jiang Entertainment's shares.

Jiang Yanbai suddenly straightened up and kept a slightly ambiguous distance.

The heat in his eyes faded, replaced by his usual sarcasm.

"Gu Miaomiao, you think too highly of yourself."

"First, you may not be able to make Wu Yiran famous."

"Second, 20% of the shares?"

He scoffed and asked softly.

"Your appetite is too big."

The sneer poured down on Wu Yiran's heart.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and the hope that had just been ignited was shattered by reality. She looked at Gu Miaomiao with a forced smile on her lips.

"Ms. Gu, I know you mean well, but how could Mr. Jiang possibly agree to this condition..."

Wu Yiran's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"How about... you lower the conditions a bit?"

Gu Miaomiao's eyes swept across Wu Yiran's humble face.

Her tone remained unchanged, still calm.

"Since I dare to say this, I must have the confidence to do so."

"Mr. Jiang knows Jiang Entertainment's status in the entertainment industry better than I do."

"Neither hot nor cold, neither up nor down. Just like Wu Yiran now."

"If I can make her famous, I can naturally help Jiang's Entertainment reach new heights."

How much salary can a mere secretary position earn?

If you want to accumulate wealth quickly, becoming a shareholder is the most direct shortcut.

Gu Miaomiao's gaze fell back on Jiang Yanbai's handsome but cold face.

She spoke each word with great emphasis, and each word struck people's heart.

"Boss Jiang, are you sure you don't want to give me this opportunity? This will also give you a chance."

Jiang Yanbai tapped lightly on the smooth tabletop with his slender fingers.

The corners of his lips curled up in a playful arc.

"Gu Miaomiao, this deal is a sure win for you no matter how you look at it. Tell me, why should I cooperate with you?"

There was a calculating glint in his eyes.

Gu Miaomiao opened her red lips slightly, and the words that came out were like thunderclaps out of the blue, shocking Jiang Yanbai and Wu Yiran at the same time.

"How about this, Mr. Jiang? Let's sign a bet agreement."

"Three months."

"If I can't make Jiang's Entertainment the top of the industry within three months."

"I don't want a penny, I'll work for you for another ten years for free!"

"But if I did, I did it."

She paused slightly, a sharp light flashing in her eyes.

"I only want 20% of Jiang's Entertainment. What do you think, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yan pursed his thin white lips, his eyes were gloomy, and he said nothing.

Gu Miaomiao curled her red lips slightly.

"If Mr. Jiang doesn't say anything, it means he agrees."

Her slender fingers jumped quickly on the phone screen, and in a moment, a carefully worded bet agreement was formed.

“Ding Dong.”

The phone rang softly.

"I've sent you the contract. Mr. Jiang just needs to sign his name."

Jiang Yanbai snorted coldly, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger.

Without even glancing at his phone, he stood up, took a long stride, and left the cafe.

That back figure was as cold and hard as iron.

Wu Yiran looked at Jiang Yan Bai Juejue's back, and her heart sank little by little.

"Ms. Gu, Mr. Jiang, did he reject you?"

Gu Miaomiao picked up the coffee, took a sip, and a glimmer flashed in her eyes.

"No."

These two light words made Wu Yiran's heart hang in the air again.

Gu Miaomiao's confidence made her a little confused.

"Then... then what should I do next?"

Gu Miaomiao tapped rhythmically on the table with her slender fingers and spoke crisply.

"From now on, you have to obey me completely."

"Whether it's makeup, every appearance, or even every word you say, I will arrange everything for you."

Wu Yiran nodded vigorously, a light shining in his eyes.

"As long as I can become famous, I will listen to Miss Gu in everything!"

Hearing this, Gu Miaomiao raised the corners of her lips in a meaningful arc and chuckled.

"This is just the beginning. Why are you so nervous? We're not sending you to the battlefield."

She put down her coffee cup and stood up.

"Come on, take me to your company."

Wu Yiran quickly stood up and led the way.

Jiang's Entertainment is on the twelfth floor of this building.

The elevator door opened and Gu Miaomiao stepped into Jiang's Entertainment.

The scene before her made her pretty brows slightly frown.

Several young artists were gathered together, laughing and joking, and the sound of mobile phone games was blaring.

At a workstation not far away, several so-called agents were chatting and gossiping, and they didn't look like they were working at all.

Wu Yiran's exclusive agent leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and rested, ignoring the noise around him.

This is the current situation of Jiang’s Entertainment.

No wonder it’s so lukewarm.

Gu Miaomiao tilted her head and lowered her voice.

"Is this their usual work attitude?"

Wu Yiran looked embarrassed and hesitated.

She didn't dare to offend these people, nor did she dare to speak casually.

"Normally...there's nothing like this."

A cold smile appeared on Gu Miaomiao's lips.

She strutted her long legs and walked straight to the center of the office, her high heels making crisp sounds on the floor, especially clear amidst the noise.

“Pah!”

Two crisp claps.

In an instant, dozens of eyes were cast on her.