Cat didn't care who the other two people were. She suddenly pushed Lanfeng away and went out while making a phone call.
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Mu Jin's voice was slightly nasal and lazy.
"What's wrong?" Mu Jin asked.
Cat: "Ah Jin, are you sleeping?"
Mu Jin hummed in agreement.
The cat immediately retorted, "You still have the mood to sleep? After spending two billion, do you think you'll sleep better?"
Mu Jin said, "You know."
The cat said, "Yes, I know. Last night you spent two billion right under my nose and you didn't even tell me!"
Ah Jin, if you like that song so much, I'll sing it for you! I'll sing it for you a billion times! I'm right in front of you, why are you buying the single?
Mu Jin seemed to stir, and he asked, "Are you worried about the money?"
Cat: "I don't care about the money, I care about myself. When can I take care of you?"
Mu Jin seemed to smile.
This cat doesn't seem to realize who's raising whom.
"Isn't the money I spend going to you?" Mu Jin said.
The cat said, "I did make a profit, but I lost even more."
After deducting the commission from the authorized platform and the company, she received less than a third of the money!
Mu Jin turned over, but a phone call from the cat woke her up completely.
"Isn't it you who's making headlines all day, Jiu Maomao? This record of yours can last for at least ten years. Ten years of being a hot topic, isn't two billion worth it?"
The cat was speechless. Whether it was worth it or not was no longer important. What mattered was that Ah Jin was rich! Who would spend two billion to buy ten years of buzz?
The cat looked a little dejected and finally said, "Ah Jin, I'll earn money to support you, but I don't want to earn your money."
Mu Jin scoffed, "Jiu Maomao, if you don't spend my money, I'll give it to someone else."
The cat asked warily, "For whom?"
Mu Jin said, "It's not necessarily who."
Cat gritted her teeth, "Then you can have it from Cat!" After a pause, Cat regained her confidence and continued, "Just you wait, Cat will become the world's richest person and take care of you one day!"
Mu Jin didn't discourage her; instead, he said, "Then keep it up."
Cat: "Ah Jin, you should go back to sleep. Women outside are tigers. Don't give them any chance. Just stay at home."
Mu Jin squinted at her phone, which had already gone black.
No matter how many tigers there are, they are not as good as one cat.
...
After hanging up the phone, Cat was full of fighting spirit. She was determined to earn back the money that Ah Jin had spent in one night!
"Were you just on the phone with Mu Jin?" a voice suddenly popped out from behind.
Cat turned around and saw Song Sifan leaning against the rooftop terrace corridor, holding her phone, seemingly making a call there as well.
The cat nodded. "Yes."
Song Sifan walked over.
He wore a white suit, like a walking vintage oil painting. His natural elegance always gave people the feeling of a dashing gentleman, unparalleled in the world.
The cat looked around; there was no one nearby.
This was the first time she had met Song Sifan at the company, and for a moment she was a little unsure of her place.
So, when Song Sifan stopped in front of her, Maomao said, "Oh, Mr. Song, I have work to do, so I'll have to go now."
Song Sifan said, "Don't rush off. Your work for this year is finished. As for the endorsement with Han Ya Games, you don't need to do intensive promotion. In short, you have plenty of time."
Cat stopped in her tracks and looked at Song Sifan. He knew quite a lot! Was this boss being too concerned about the artists under his management?
"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Song. Is there something you need?" Maomao asked.
As Song Sifan walked, she said, "Come with me, I need to talk to you."
Cat looked at Song Sifan, who confidently led the way.
After hesitating for a second, the cat followed. It was better for her to find out what Song Sifan was up to as soon as possible!
As Song Sifan walked through the elevated corridor, passing by several large offices, she was met with numerous gossipy stares from within!
Walking beside Song Sifan, Maomao noticed the intense gazes directed at her and asked, "Mr. Song, are you taking me on a parade?"
They've been walking for a long time! Where exactly is Song Sifan going?!
Song Sifan stopped and looked around. Then he smiled and said to the cat, "You really like to joke. I didn't take you on a parade. I just forgot where the exit is."
Song Sifan looked at the cat calmly and sincerely.
The cat narrowed its eyes. "Then why didn't you ask me? How could you get lost in your own company?"
Nobody would believe you.
Song Sifan said, "I was too embarrassed to ask you. Since you figured it out, then please take me out."
The cat turned around silently and walked for a short while before finding an exit.
This time, Song Sifan didn't get lost. He walked to the president's private elevator and waited for Maomao to come in.
The cat followed them inside.
The elevator was large, and the cat stood nonchalantly in the corner.
All four sides were polished mirrors. Song Sifan looked at the cat in the mirror and said, "Cat, you seem to be afraid of me."
"Ha." Cat couldn't help but laugh, then said as if to make up for it, "President Song also likes to joke, I'm not afraid of you."
The word "fear" doesn't exist in her dictionary!
Song Sifan retorted, "If you're not afraid, why are you hiding so far away? The correct roles between us are: I'm the prey, and you're the master, aren't they?"
Cat immediately looked at Song Sifan and said, "Mr. Song, what are you saying? I don't understand."
Song Sifan smiled, "You understand."
Looking at his smile, Maomao suddenly said, "President Song, you're getting too into character. If you insist on doing this... then I demand that you give me Extraordinary Entertainment. You can't refuse your prey."
Song Sifan nodded. "I am willing to give you everything. As long as you become my Mrs. Song, none of this will be a problem."
The cat frowned instantly.
Song Sifan looked at the cat in the mirror without flinching.
"You're disgusting." The cat's expression was full of disgust as she said, "Are all members of the Song family unable to find wives? You're just like Song Chuang."
The smile on Song Sifan's lips faded slightly.
Does Song Chuang even deserve to be compared to him?
Song Sifan said, "You have a very deep misunderstanding about me."
The cat didn't think so.
Just then, the elevator doors opened.
Song Sifan walked out and headed straight for his office.
He took a bottle of wine from the long row of wine cabinets, opened it himself, poured two glasses, and handed one to the cat.
Cat didn't answer. She sat on the sofa and asked bluntly, "What's wrong? Tell me quickly."
Her patience ultimately didn't last.
Song Sifan wasn't angry. He placed the wine glass in front of the cat and said, "I called you here because I wanted to give you a gift."
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