Chapter 121 Signing the contract, Mi Manman showing concern
This is different from the guilty look on the agent surnamed Chen's face when he said this. An Feng's eyes widened instantly when he heard her suggestion.
OK!
This is simply a great opportunity!
It would be great if they could help me keep the center position, but if they fail... then I can also become a free agent.
Although... after failure, the road ahead may be cut off in half.
However, An Feng, who naturally yearns for freedom, really resists the feeling of being tightly restricted.
In addition, she learned some information about this company through the system...but it was basically useless regarding the film and television aspects.
With such a restricted company, even if I stay there, I won’t get much help.
This is the current environment. If you want to reach that position overnight, you can’t do it just by being an idol.
Thinking of this, An Feng sighed softly and said, "Okay, I agree. I agree to sign this contract with you. Sign this contract, from now until the debut night, if you can guarantee my center position.
Then this fifteen-year labor contract will take effect immediately. During my two years in the group, the profit sharing will be divided according to your requirements. The prerequisite for all of this is to have the C position and all-round resources. ”
When he said this, there was undisguised ambition in An Feng's eyes.
She is a very vengeful person and can still remember how Xinran and her little followers would come to her and provoke her.
Now that I have entered her company and have this opportunity, I must repay it well...
The agent Chen on the opposite side also understood An Feng's meaning immediately and explained it very seriously.
"From the moment you agree to sign the contract, all the power of the entire company will be poured into you. All other trainees from the same company who are in the program group can become your pawns and make way for you."
This decision was made unanimously by the company's top management at a meeting when they extended an invitation to An Feng. All the trainees they sent in this time failed without exception.
No one can make a splash purely on his own. They all rely on the company's huge efforts behind the scenes to maintain the dignity of a big company.
Xinran, the only one who might have some popularity, has a very bad reputation.
Not to mention the debut position... I wanted to arrange a script for her to be eliminated in the Baiyueguang position, but I was afraid that the audience would tear them apart...
Faced with these disappointing guys, they had no choice but to turn their attention to An Feng.
They know very well how big the talent show pie is... plus, the potential hidden behind the huge wave created by An Feng is truly immeasurable.
For this opportunity, they would rather take the risk and challenge the bottom line of the person behind them.
Holding a glimmer of hope, thinking that the other party was just simply attracted by An Feng's beauty and wanted to take revenge on her, they reached out to An Feng.
Looking down at the contract, An Feng paused before signing.
"Xia Anfeng" Brother Chen tilted his head and looked at these three beautiful words and said in a low voice.
"So your last name is Xia. Then we will always call you Miss An."
An Feng smiled and said, "Just call me An Feng. The surname Xia is just a formality."
Having said this, An Feng slowly stood up and wanted to go back to the viewing room.
"Wait a minute! I have something to give you." An Feng, who was about to leave, was stopped by him.
Standing there in confusion, An Feng didn't know if there was anything else he needed his cooperation with.
The content of today's contract could be said to be just empty promises before she got the center position, so there was no need to be so cautious.
"It's like this. The production team is not very strict now... so I asked someone to get your phone..."
He smiled awkwardly and took out... An Feng's cell phone from his pocket.
An Feng was speechless for a moment...
It seems that taking away cell phones is only effective for little Karamis like them who have no background.
“This booklet contains the company’s phone number, my phone number, and the contact information of our company’s staff in the program team.
When you go back, save all the numbers and you can call me anytime if anything happens. If you need anything in the camp, you can contact those people to help you..."
Having said that, An Feng also understood what this meant.
It seems that these are the connections of the big family in the "harem", specially cultivated for the "empresses" who are sent to the palace.
I thought about what he just said, "All the resources that the entire company has poured into this show will be used for you."
An Feng smiled...very happily...happily...well, wait for me to play with you.
When An Feng thought of her frustrated and helpless look, he felt so good that he wanted to hum a song.
He walked briskly back to the viewing room where the game was being recorded, carrying his cell phone and small account book.
At this moment, An Feng was extremely grateful to Tu Tuxin for helping him bring his coat to the side stage.
An Feng, who was just thinking that it was not cold at all and that his actions were unnecessary, now wanted to kowtow to Tu Tu Xin twice.
If it weren't for this jacket, I wouldn't know how to hide my phone charger and roster.
"An Feng, aren't you cold?" Someone came over and asked after returning to the viewing room.
While she was away, three groups had already gone up, and the seat next to her happened to be vacant, so Fu Ling came over and spoke.
An Feng shook his head with an unfathomable expression, but before he could say anything, Tu Tuxin, who had been silent beside him, took over the conversation.
"The air conditioner is on in the room, so she's wearing something a little... cool. It's normal to feel cold, so wrapping herself up like this is safer."
As he spoke, Tu Tuxin was still holding the small blanket, wondering whether to cover An Feng with it.
As a member of the opposite sex, it seemed a bit too abrupt to cover her directly like this...but the way she put her hands in her pockets and didn't dare to move seemed very cold.
Just as Tu Tuxin was hesitating, a hand suddenly appeared beside him and took the blanket from his hand.
"Is this An Feng's? Give it to me." He used questioning words, but his actions were very domineering.
Mi Manman directly took the small blanket from Tu Tuxin's hand, squatted down and covered An Feng's exposed legs tightly.
"You are not in good health and you are suffering from catching a cold. Why don't you tell the teacher and change into casual clothes."
Half squatting in front of An Feng, Mi Manman's eyes were full of worry.
During the two months of living with An Feng day and night, she was often seen hiding in a corner, gasping for breath with a pale face.
Every time I asked her out of concern, she always brushed me off by saying she had a cold and weak body.
Over time, she has become accustomed to taking small steps to keep warm at all times.
An Feng was still helpless in the face of their concern...
"It's okay. It's not that cold. No need to change clothes. Look at me, I'm wrapped up like a dumpling. I'm sure I'll be fine..."
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