Chapter 40 Agreement
In the lounge, Jiang Wu was thinking all the way about why he was chosen. He considered himself to be a very Buddhist person, and his only obsession was to ascend to become an immortal. Could it be that the other party had discovered this as well?
The two of them quickly walked to the lounge, and Wu Xing knocked on the door, "Mr. Chang, Mr. Jiang is here."
"Come in."
Following the sound coming from inside, Jiang Wu walked into the lounge under the guidance of Wu Xing.
The lounge was large, with not a lot of furniture, and seemed somewhat empty. Chang Yi sat in a wheelchair, waiting for him beside the sofa.
"Mr. Jiang, please sit down."
Jiang Wu sat down on the sofa and asked directly, "What do you want to talk to me about, Mr. Chang?"
Chang Yi looked at him gently and sighed, "I've heard about Mr. Jiang's situation. You've had a hard time these years."
Jiang Wu was stunned, "Ah?"
Chang Yi's eyes were filled with regret. "Sometimes fate is so unfair. A rude and rude person like Miss Bai can get a lot of resources just because she was born into a good family, but you have to pay everything for it. In her eyes, filming is just a pastime, but you have to use your film pay to pay for your mother's medical expenses. Now that you have finally entered the upper class, she humiliates you in front of so many people."
After hearing this, Jiang Wu finally understood, and he explained how he was chosen. It turned out that someone mistook himself for the original Jiang Wu, and he had even investigated the original body's family situation in detail.
What he said just now was indeed very on point, and he even showed contempt for Bai Yuan who had embarrassed him in public. It was easy to arouse people's favor. If it was the original Jiang Wu who was here today, he might have already started to speak from his heart.
But it so happened that the person sitting here today was the God of Destiny Jiang Wu, who was once the high and mighty Imperial Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was a man who knew better than anyone that when the strong showed sympathy to the weak, it meant they had ulterior motives.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Chang, how did you know that Bai Yuan humiliated me in public? Were you watching outside at the time and didn't stop it?"
Chang Yi's expression froze, "...How could that be? I heard it from someone else."
"Oh, is that so? That's good. I thought you were just standing there watching."
“…”
Chang Yi didn't want to waste time on him, so he got straight to the point and asked, "Mr. Jiang, do you want to be famous?"
Jiang Wu: “No.”
Chang Yi choked and asked again: "Do you want a lot of money?"
Jiang Wu: “No.”
Chang Yi couldn't hold back his expression. "Mr. Jiang, you may have misunderstood me. I actually prefer people who can express their true desires frankly. I admire you and am willing to help young people like you."
"Thank you, but I don't want to."
“…”
Chang Yi stared at the calm young man in front of him, remained silent for a while, and then took out the last temptation, "Do you want to live forever?"
Jiang Wu's expression finally changed. "Eternal life?"
"Yes." Chang Yi saw that he finally showed a curious look, and hurriedly said, "In fact, I am almost sixty years old this year, but look at my appearance and my black hair, I still look like I am thirty years old."
"Mr. Jiang, you are almost 30, right? The entertainment industry is all about youth. It would be a shame if you lost your good looks."
"That's true." Jiang Wu continued to ask, "How long can you stay younger at most?"
Chang Yi smiled in an unfathomable way and said slowly, "Fifty years."
“…”
Jiang Wu, who had aged more than 200 years, fell silent.
Chang Yi saw his slightly disappointed expression and said in a bad tone, "Fifty years is not enough? Mr. Jiang is a little too greedy. People can only live for less than a hundred years."
Indeed, it was rare for people in ancient times to live to be seventy. Yan Chong, despite taking so many magical herbs and elixirs, only lived to be over ninety. Nowadays, not many people can live to be a hundred years old. Being fifty years younger is almost like returning to youth. No one would not be tempted, especially when there is such a living example right in front of them.
"Even if he could be fifty years younger, there would be no way to cure the aging of his internal organs. Otherwise, how could Mr. Chang not be able to stand up again?"
"How did Mr. Jiang know that I couldn't stand up?"
Jiang Wu was stunned.
Chang Yi finally saw a hint of surprise on his face. He was in a good mood and immediately lifted the blanket from his legs, stood up and walked around the sofa.
"What do you think? Mr. Jiang believes it, right?" he asked with a big laugh.
Jiang Wu looked at him intently and asked directly, "How can I be like Mr. Chang? What does it take?"
"money."
"Just money?"
"To be precise, it's a donation." Chang Yi sat back in the wheelchair. "The True Meaning Foundation is a charity organization that has been committed to supporting various disadvantaged groups in society for many years. They are people abandoned by fate just like us, so we have been trying our best to help these people, accumulate virtue and do good deeds, in exchange for the blessing of fate on us."
"Since I can just do charity, I can donate anywhere. Why should I choose the True Meaning Foundation?"
"Mr. Jiang, you see that temple is full of incense and the lamps are lit all night long, but why do people who want to die still die and the things they want still come to nothing?
"Why?"
"Because not everyone can communicate with God, and not everyone can change their fate."
After saying so much, Jiang Wu finally heard what he wanted and asked, "Then can Mr. Chang do it?"
"Of course I can't, but there are people who can."
"who?"
"If Mr. Jiang signs this honorary membership agreement, he will naturally be able to meet that gentleman." Chang Yi put a paper contract in front of him.
Sir, that's not Zhong Xue.
Jiang Wu picked up the agreement and took a look. It was just an ordinary membership agreement, with no requirements, just like volunteers. But at the bottom there was an S-level agency contract. Party B was a well-established entertainment company in the entertainment industry, Hehuan Entertainment. The conditions in it were estimated that only Zhong Xue, who had won the Best Actress Award, could meet them.
If the previous ones were just empty words, this contract is undoubtedly a real inducement.
"Mr. Jiang is still young. You should wait 50 years before considering returning to your youth. Fame and fortune are more important now, don't you think?" Chang Yi looked determined that he would not refuse.
"Before I sign my name, I want to ask, has anyone else signed this agreement?"
"Of course there is. After all, fame, wealth and immortality are what everyone pursues."
"Is there a man called Lu Linhe among them?"
“…”
Chang Yi frowned and thought for a moment, then his expression changed slightly, "Why are you asking him?"
"A friend of mine knows him, but he has been ill recently with a malignant tumor and has been sued for intentional injury. I heard that he also came to Mr. Guochang's charity gala before, so I wanted to ask."
Jiang Wu slowly played with the pen in his hand, "After signing this agreement, in addition to donating money, do I need to kill anyone else?"