late at night.
Shenxin Company Office Building.
The 31st floor.
Office of the Vice President.
bite.
The sound of the elevator door opening rang out in the silence, sounding a bit harsh and creepy.
A tall figure in a gray slim coat walked out of the elevator door. She turned her head to look at the half-open door of the vice president's office, was silent for a moment, and slowly walked in.
"Coming?"
There was no light on in the office. A slightly bloated man was sitting behind a large solid wood desk. When he saw the beautiful woman come in, he raised his head, and his hawk-like eyes flashed a cold light in the darkness.
Yang Jiaxin said nothing and walked to the desk.
"Where's the clothes I told you to wear?"
Chen Qiao looked her up and down and frowned.
Once upon a time, his favorite project was to order this woman to wear the clothes he prescribed, come to the office, stand in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and look down at the ant-like pedestrians below while savoring the food carefully.
At that time, this woman was not only obedient, but also could bring huge benefits to the company.
But now, she is no longer youthful and charming, nor does she obey him in everything. Most importantly, she will soon be driven off the throne of the queen, and will no longer be of such great value to the company or to him.
Considering their past "friendship", tonight is the last chance he gives her.
However, looking at her tightly covered clothes, Chen Qiao already understood her choice.
Yang Jiaxin ignored Chen Qiao's cold eyes, tucked her hair, sat down slowly, and asked calmly:
"You want to replace me with Zheng Qian?"
"Jiaxin, the company signed Zheng Qian for commercial reasons. Don't overthink it."
Chen Qiao replied with a smile.
"Then why is the song that was originally meant for me gone?"
Yang Jiaxin was also smiling.
"Are you questioning me?"
Chen Qiao narrowed his eyes.
"Do you really think that after losing the Golden Melody Award and the Silver Dragon Award, my career is over?"
Yang Jiaxin sneered.
"There have always been only three divas in the Chinese music scene. With Lin Yao rising, someone else will naturally have to fall. The one who stands the highest, the harder they fall. You should understand this principle."
Chen Qiao leaned back, crossed his legs, and said calmly:
"Since the Silver Dragon Awards, your announcements have dropped by one-third. Of the seven endorsements you have, four are planning to drop you. Do you know who they're contacting?"
Yang Jiaxin also crossed her legs, her posture elegant, and said calmly, "Lin Yao."
"Since you know these things, you should also know what this means..."
Chen Qiao put down his right leg, leaned forward, and stared at Yang Jiaxin:
"Lin Yao will take over everything about you, and then kick you off the mountaintop. You are no longer the second-ranked artist in the company. In fact, your current commercial value is not even in the top ten.
But you still hold the second-highest resources in the company. Many people are dissatisfied, saying that this is unworthy of your position. What do you think I should do as the company's vice president?"
Yang Jiaxin didn't say anything.
Chen Qiao continued:
"Shenxin has over 20 top artists, and you're not the only one. With the same resources, I can create a product that's more valuable and younger than you. Zheng Qian is the best replacement..."
Looking at Yang Jiaxin's expression, Chen Qiao smiled and softened his tone slightly:
"Of course, even if you were once a superstar, I can choose not to sign Zheng Qian and continue to help you stay firmly on top of the mountain. You know, Shenxin Company has the strength to do so."
Yang Jiaxin raised her eyes and looked at Chen Qiao:
"What are the conditions?"
"I like this about you. You're not pretending to be innocent at all." Chen Qiao nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the door.
"Go back now, change your clothes as I ask, and listen to me here tonight. It's that simple."
Yang Jiaxin suddenly laughed: "Chen Qiao, Zheng Qian signed a contract with Shenxin yesterday, right? You never planned to continue pouring resources into me. You just treated me as your plaything."
The smile on Chen Qiao's face gradually faded. After a moment of silence, he sighed:
"I never thought that we would end up like this today. Jiaxin, you're tired. Rest at home for a while."
Yang Jiaxin raised her eyebrows: "You want to hide me?"
"Don't be so harsh, Jiaxin. You still have three years left on your contract with the company. It's not in the company's best interest to freeze you. I'll arrange some resources for you that are suitable for you..."
For example, many second- and third-tier brands are willing to spend money.”
Chen Qiao folded his hands in front of his chest, and his triangular eyes scanned Yang Jiaxin up and down without any concealment, and said meaningfully:
"Of course, with your status, endorsing these small brands is really unfair to you. But as I said, as long as you are willing to obey, I can still support you. At least, I won't let you fall so badly."
Yang Jiaxin shook her head: "I will neither endorse those cheap brands nor continue with you. I want to... terminate the contract with the company peacefully."
The office was silent for a moment, and then Chen Qiao's sarcastic laughter was heard:
"Yang Jiaxin, are you too naive?"
Chen Qiao pointed at the office door and said, "You can't beat the company. Go back and think about it carefully."
Yang Jiaxin didn't move and was silent for a moment. Under Chen Qiao's increasingly disdainful gaze, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, clicked the screen, opened a video, and then put the phone on the table.
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