Chapter 5 Chapter 5 "Master Ming, this contract between me and...
A young man was sitting in the middle of the big bed. He was wearing yellow overalls and a round-neck short-sleeved shirt, revealing a section of his snow-white, slender neck. He exuded a strong student-like air.
He was wearing headphones and sitting on the bed with his schoolbag as a cushion, doing his homework quietly, looking very serious and focused.
Because the noise of the vase breaking was so loud, Mingle was frightened and shuddered. When he looked up, he saw Lou Ye standing at the door with a confused expression.
"Lou Ye!" He quickly put down the notebook in his hand and climbed out of bed, looking very happy. "You came so quickly!"
"Where is your agent?" He looked behind Lou Ye.
Mingle was indeed very happy. In order to meet his idol, he did not sleep in today, the weekend, but got up early. He also dressed himself up and asked the hairstylist to style his slightly curly and fluffy short hair.
It wasn't very deliberate, it was also his little trick. He raised his hand and touched it, it was not messy, nor did it get irritated.
When you meet your idol for the first time, you can’t be too sloppy and you have to leave a good impression.
Lou Ye: "You...?"
He remembered this kid. A few days ago, he was at the airport holding someone else's poster and asked him for an autograph. Zhang Cailiang was even trying to trick him into signing for Qixing.
He was still in a relatively confused state when his phone vibrated twice and a message came in.
[Brother Zhang: Xiaolou, serve the sponsor well.]
[Brother Zhang: Don't blame me. I didn't want to do this either. I blame them for giving me too much.]
[Brother Zhang: Even if you come back and beat me up so badly that my mother won't recognize me, I'll accept it.]
He gripped the phone, his fingertips turning white from the pressure. He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He angrily sent a voice message: "Go to hell!"
His agent is a real jerk. Lou Ye immediately blocked and deleted him.
Ming Le was stunned: "What's wrong with you?" Didn't he reach an agreement with the company and his agent?
The child in front of him stared at Lou Ye. His round eyes were dark and shiny, his black hair was naturally slightly curled, his face was fair and bright, and when he pursed his lips, shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks. His smile was clean and pure.
Financial sponsor?
How can this obviously underage boy in front of me be considered a financial sponsor?
Seeing the obvious doubt in his eyes, Ming Le looked at the room decorated as a couple's room, his face flushed, and his toes curled up in embarrassment.
He didn't mean that! He simply treated Lou Ye as an idol he had discovered and wanted to make him famous.
He is a good fan and will not blaspheme the male god!
"Oh, this is a misunderstanding. I really didn't ask them to arrange it this way. It was already like this when I arrived."
His uncle was unreliable sometimes! He must have misinterpreted what he meant.
Lou Ye paused for a moment, his rationality returning: "You asked Zhang Cailiang to trick me into coming here."
Mingle quickly shook his head, looking innocent: "I didn't."
"It's my uncle. I told him I wanted to support you, and he arranged it for me."
What's the difference between this and him? Lou Ye's brows knitted deeply. Keeping someone?
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Mingle quickly covered his mouth. How could he talk so much all of a sudden?
You're being too direct. This person must be unhappy.
"Don't be angry, Brother Lou Ye?" Ming Le stretched out two white and tender fingers, pinched the corner of Lou Ye's clothes and shook it, speaking softly, with a bit of flattering meaning, and secretly raised his eyelids to look at him.
Brother Lou Ye?
Lou Ye was a little annoyed because he didn't have a younger brother.
However, before seeing this child, he had thought that he would angrily beat up the so-called sponsor until he was bleeding, but now he realized that his feeling seemed more inexplicable.
He let out a long sigh and pulled back the corner of his clothes indifferently: "Kid, I don't want to beat you, let me leave."
The room was locked from the outside, and it would definitely require the young man's word to open it.
Now that he’s here, Mingle will definitely not let him go, otherwise it will be difficult to see him again next time.
Ming Le said in a somewhat rogue manner, "I won't let you go. What's wrong with me supporting you? I can provide you with resources and make you extremely famous."
"It can also make the agent who looked down on you look at you in a new light. I know that guy is definitely not a good person."
Otherwise, my uncle wouldn't have tricked this person here from Lou Ye's agent.
Did my uncle give that man 300,000 yuan? It's not expensive. Lou Ye is worth much more than 300,000 yuan.
Lou Ye said expressionlessly: "No need."
Ming Le is the young master of the Ming family after all, with a net worth of hundreds of billions and raised in luxury. To be honest, he has never been rejected by anyone.
Lou Ye spoke so bluntly, without giving anyone any face.
"My uncle said that even if you work in the entertainment industry for ten years without any background, you might not even get a good script or a leading role! You might as well just follow me."
He is doing this for Lou Ye's own good. Where can you find such a considerate fan and sponsor like him?
Seeing Lou Ye's expression, he refused to listen to any persuasion. Ming Le's temper also flared up, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
He put his hands in the pockets of his overalls and walked around the room.
"How could you be so ungrateful? Others wanted to be supported by me, but I turned them down! I begged my uncle for a long time before he agreed. You don't even know how to cherish such a good opportunity!"
Lou Ye was annoyed by his noise, and raised his handsome eyebrows impatiently: "You don't have parents, but you keep talking about your uncle? I'm a man, and I should thank you for taking a fancy to me and supporting me?" The man asked back in a somewhat sarcastic voice.
If it weren't for the fact that this young master in front of him was simple-minded and said he was supporting her but actually didn't do anything that made him uncomfortable, Lou Ye would have split his head open right now.
Just this lively and pretty little face, covered in blood, must be shocking and stunning.
"You! Yes, I don't have a father. He died when I was very young. What happened to you?!" Ming Le drooped his eyebrows dejectedly as soon as he finished speaking.
Lou Ye's unhappy words were stuck in his throat, unable to be swallowed or uttered. He didn't mean to hurt anyone.
Mingle secretly looked up at him. Why did this man seem not as angry as before?
Feeling guilty about what you said?
In fact, Ming Le regretted what he said. He thought it was normal for Lou Ye to have such a resistant attitude. With his conditions, if he was really willing to abandon his principles for resources, he would not be an unknown person now.
"I'm sorry, Brother Lou Ye. I said something too harsh. Can you please not be angry?" Ming Le said in a low voice, admitting his mistake in a good manner.
Lou Ye actually didn't care at all.
But the young master who was so high and mighty one second ago, the next second he was just a weakling punching bag with his head down? He was the one who insulted others, yet he looked even more wronged than himself?
Lou Ye had witnessed how quickly the expression changed, and he suddenly found it very interesting.
"Do you know what conditions the artists usually have to pay in exchange for the sponsors' resources?" Lou Ye asked jokingly with a casual voice and a slight curl of his lips.
Ming Le took out the printed materials from his schoolbag and said, "Don't worry, I understand everything. I will support you and provide you with resources, so just stay with me."
"Eat, play, and sleep with me!"
Lou Ye snorted in an ambiguous manner.
Ming Le's eyes were bright: "Don't worry, I won't sleep with you since you are still young. You are still safe."
Many people at school had confessed their feelings to Mingle, but they were all girls. Although he had never been in a relationship, he felt that he was not interested in boys and had mostly admiration for Louye.
But he is too concerned about his reputation. As a financial sponsor, how can he not ask for sleeping with her? Wouldn't that make him seem unprofessional?
Lou Ye pursed his lips but didn't refute him.
The naive young master, has his hair grown out yet? Does he know how to sleep with people? If the scene between the two of them was not inappropriate, Lou Ye would probably laugh out loud.
Seeing that his attitude was not as cold as at the beginning, Ming Le's eyes flickered and he handed the contract to Lou Ye.
"Just take a look first."
Lou Ye pursed his thin lips, his attitude unclear.
Mingle looked at him. It was said that men with thin lips were very heartless. I wonder if it was true?
However, Lou Ye's face really fits his aesthetic taste, so Ming Le looked at it for a few more seconds.
Lou Ye naturally saw his little movements.
Under his expectant gaze, Lou Ye raised the corner of his mouth with a subtle smirk. He took the contract without opening it, and then slowly... the paper in his hand made a "tearing" sound.
Ming Le's mouth opened wide as the contract shattered into pieces right before his eyes.
but!
The male god is really unique!
Ming Le wasn't angry either. He curled his lips and readily took out another identical contract from his schoolbag: "Hey, I have a backup!"
Lou Ye: “…”
I miscalculated. Children are indeed naive, but not stupid.
Mingle felt that he still needed to put forward the contract terms first. Lou Ye might be tempted. He hummed and cleared his throat:
"Sponsorship Contract"
Party A: Mingle
Party B: Lou Ye
On the principle of equality and voluntariness between the two parties, the following treaty is drafted:
1. Party A will voluntarily provide Party B with the best resources within its capabilities, and strive to make Party B a top male star in the domestic entertainment industry.
2. The contract period is currently planned to be three years. During this period, Party A has the right to terminate the contract, and Party B must comply with it.
3. During the contract period, Party B is not allowed to have a romantic relationship (Party A may have one, but Party B has no right to interfere). Party B must focus on their career and not let Party A down. If a romantic relationship is necessary, Party B must obtain Party A's consent.
…
After reading several densely packed pages, Mingle felt dry in the mouth and licked his lips.
Lou Ye listened for a long time, a little lost in thought.
If it came to love, Mingle could talk about it but he couldn't? Wouldn't that be a waste of Party A's efforts? The young master really had an extraordinary sense of professionalism towards him.
Looking at the mineral water prepared on the table beside him, Lou Ye opened the bottle and handed it to him.
Mingle was obviously flattered. He raised his smooth and small chin and gave him an appreciative look.
Really on the road.
Lou Ye looked calm. Apart from the first few requests, the rest seemed more and more ridiculous to him, like children playing house.
It doesn't look like a sugar daddy agreement, but more like a dating agreement. It's obvious that a kid just wrote it.
But he did know the name of the young man in front of him.
Mingle.
He even made up a three-year deadline, but I don't know if he copied it from the Internet or some unreliable forum. It doesn't make any sense.
Lou Ye was silent and thought for a while.
In fact, the entire contract has no disadvantages but benefits for him, and does not require him to pay anything.
It seems that the contract can really be signed.
As for the dating restrictions in the contract, he has never been in a relationship, nor is he interested in it, let alone having the intention to date anyone.
Of course, this also includes Mingle. Even if they established a sponsorship relationship, he would never have any other feelings for Mingle.
He is homophobic and straight.
Mingle gulped down a big gulp of water and felt his smoking throat felt much better. "Do you want it?"
A bottle of water, he even drank it from his mouth, and then asked himself again.
Lou Ye didn't say anything.
Mingle looked at the water bottle he handed out, and it seemed a little wrong: "Oh, you didn't say much, so you probably aren't thirsty."
He got back to the point.
"What do you think of the contract I wrote? If there's anything unreasonable, we can discuss and revise it."
Lou Ye was in a complicated mood. He really wanted to know what had happened to him that made the young master in front of him do this?
Fun?
Or is it just because of your love for an idol?
This is ridiculous.
This was different from any other form of sponsorship he knew in the entertainment industry. The person he signed the contract with was this young man who was ignorant of the world. Lou Ye admitted that he was indeed a little shaken.
He didn't understand and thought it was mysterious, but what was before him was the fact.
"Master Ming, I'll sign this contract with you."
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