After listening to Shen Zhenzhen’s words, Xu Shiyu was silent for a long time before she mustered up the courage to speak.
"Boss, what would you do if you were me?"
Shen Zhenzhen smiled and said, "When you ask me this, does it mean that your agent doesn't want you to pay the tax, but you want to pay it yourself?"
Xu Shiyu looked at Shen Zhenzhen with shock in her eyes, “How did you know?”
"I'm just guessing! If you and your agent agree, you probably wouldn't have asked me that question just now."
Shen Zhenzhen drank half a glass of water in one breath. She felt that a young and popular flower like Xu Shiyu could easily be led astray.
Xu Shiyu also picked up the water glass, but she only took a sip.
Ever since she became famous, Xu Shiyu doesn’t even dare to drink a few more sips of water, let alone eat a full meal.
Because if she doesn't pay attention to her body management, she will be criticized and become a hot topic.
Gently putting the cup back on the coffee table, Xu Shiyu looked at Shen Zhenzhen with clear and innocent eyes.
"Boss, I'm afraid if I don't make up for it, I'll be banned like those artists before."
"But my agent thinks those banned artists are just isolated cases, and I won't be like them."
Shen Zhenzhen leaned back on the sofa and spoke slowly.
"If I were you, I would definitely pay the tax."
"Because if it's discovered, the person who's banned is you, not your agent."
"Of course, you can ask your agent to go to jail in your place when the time comes."
Xu Shiyu quickly shook her head and said, "Boss, my agent is more experienced than me. I will definitely be the one going to jail."
"Then why are you still hesitating? Do you want to wait until you're banned and then spend the rest of your life in jail regretting not seizing the opportunity today to pay the tax?"
The reason why Shen Zhenzhen was so determined to persuade Xu Shiyu to pay the tax was because she already knew the result.
If Xu Shiyu doesn't seize this opportunity, she will definitely be banned.
However, in Shen Zhenzhen's memory, Xu Shiyu didn't have to go in and operate the sewing machine.
"Boss, I've decided to pay all the taxes. It's my honor to contribute to the country."
Xu Shiyu's words made Shen Zhenzhen's blood boil.
She gave Xu Shiyu two manual thumbs-up and said, "Believe me, as long as you don't forget your original intention, you will continue to be popular. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to improve your acting skills."
Xu Shiyu: “…”
What truth are you talking about!
Every time Xu Shiyu sees netizens saying that as long as she pays the taxes she should, she can still be popular for at least ten years just because of her looks even if she doesn't have acting skills, she feels complicated.
After telling Xu Shiyu some specific details of the handling, Shen Zhenzhen let her go.
Although the company's most popular young actress is willing to pay the tax, it does not mean that other artists are also willing to pay the tax.
Who made them earn less than Xu Shiyu! Asking them to take out the money they had already put in their pockets would be like asking them to die!
After some discussion, Shen Zhenzhen and Lu Qi decided that those artists who still had work to do must pay the tax.
As for those who haven't received any work for more than a year, we will fill in the gaps when they have work to do!
But although her idea was beautiful, it was difficult to put it into practice.
Fortunately, Shen Zhenzhen has some kung fu skills, so she is not afraid even if she meets those with bad tempers who want to fight with her.
She worked overtime until almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Shen Zhenzhen was finally able to leave work after her voice became hoarse.
Crying! No one had told her that being a CEO would mean arguing every day!
She seriously suspected that the reason why Feng Xijue always had a cold face as if others owed him billions was because he didn't want to "quarrel" with others.
So in terms of aura, she is completely different from Feng Xijue.
Today, not only did celebrities take photos of her desk, but several department managers also slammed folders onto her desk...
If it were Feng Xijue, he would just sit there and no subordinate would dare to bang his desk, unless they were tired of living!
Back in Xiyuan, Shen Zhenzhen came out of the shower and saw Feng Xijue sitting on the sofa.
In other words, President Feng had finished his overtime work, but she had not yet started reading the script.
Chen Zhenzhen was like a deflated ball, she didn't even have the strength to blow her hair!
She felt that she shouldn't keep her hair and should get a buzz cut.
Who made her busier than Feng Xijue, the 'work robot'?
Without saying a word, Feng Xijue carried Shen Zhenzhen to the dressing table and sat her down.
Shen Zhenzhen looked at herself in the mirror. Oh my god! She had only been working for a few days, but she had already aged several years. She didn't look fresh at all!
She raised her head, glared at Feng Xijue and said, "How can you be so mean? You really want me to see how old I am now, right?"
Feng Xijue, who just took out a hair dryer from the drawer, said: "..."
Shen Zhenzhen, realizing that she had misunderstood, smiled awkwardly but politely, “Are you going to help me blow dry my hair?”
Feng Xijue said indifferently, "No, I want to help you blow your brain."
Shen Zhenzhen: “…”
She was so angry! She was being implied, but she couldn't lose her temper and had to keep smiling.
"Hmm~ I'm not crazy! I just didn't understand the situation. Uncle, you can still help me blow dry my hair, right?"
Feng Xijue put the hair dryer on the table, obviously going on strike before it even started.
Shen Zhenzhen quickly reached out and hugged him, and deliberately spoke in a low voice.
"Uncle, are you angry? Uncle, why are you angry?"
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