In front of the incense table, Fang Zhao and Wang Wenhai sat face to face.

The contract was on the table: "I think Miss Fang is very suitable for this role."

"Seeing is better than hearing. Miss Fang is so beautiful beyond my expectation."

Fang Zhao sniffed: "Mr. Wang is joking."

"You are being modest." Wang Wenhai crossed his legs and glanced at her: "This short film will take about a week to shoot. If you think about it, the salary will be 500,000."

Fang Zhao pursed his lips: "I will seriously consider it."

"It's the end of the year, wouldn't it be nice to earn some money and go home to celebrate the New Year?" He touched Fang Zhao's fingertips with his palm: "Getting a salary of 500,000 yuan for a little star like you is a huge sum of money."

Fang Zhao trembled and took his hand back thoughtfully: "Mr. Wang, please respect yourself."

He clicked his tongue, put his hands on the table and chairs, and the meat on his stomach popped out: "Do you think 500,000 is not enough?"

"Mr. Wang, I don't understand what you are talking about." She picked up the bag on the table: "I think there is no need to continue our cooperation."

At this time, Li Ying, who was wearing a hat, was sitting at the table next to them. He bent down and touched the Bluetooth headset: "Mr. Yan, Wang Wenhai is indeed ill-intentioned and is negotiating with Miss Fang."

Opposite person: "Okay, if Fang Zhao is in danger, go over and help immediately."

"receive."

Fang Zhao frowned, grabbed his backpack, and turned to leave, but several dark figures were forced to stop.

"It's not okay, Miss Fang." Wang Wenhai stepped forward with a wine glass: "Do you really think you are worth 500,000?"

He smoothly pulled the bag off Fang Zhao's back and took out the mobile phone inside: "Miss Fang is really smart."

The screen of the phone was the recording interface. He smiled evilly and deleted the recording.

Fang Zhao was afraid of what would happen today, so every time she went out to talk about work, she would record it with her. When her plan was discovered, she stood still with fear in her eyes.

Wang Wenhai squeezed her shoulder with one hand: "I didn't want to make it so ugly."

"You are very cunning."

Opposite her stood one tall and one short, in black suits and black hats, who should be Wang Wenhai's bodyguards.

She didn't know what Wang Wenhai's actions meant, and the current predicament was very unfavorable to her.

It's not a good idea for three people to be aggressive.

Fang Zhao had never experienced anything like this before, so he forced himself to pretend to be calm and looked at Wang Wenhai with a calm expression: "What do you want from me?"

"What do you get?" He laughed out loud and stroked Fang Zhao's arm back and forth with one hand, approaching her cheek: "What do you think?"

Fang Zhao felt nauseated, as if disgusting maggots were crawling on his body.

She smiled forcefully and suggested, "I think how about we sit down and talk."

She called for help, but it would be difficult to escape and be caught. Using brute force in this situation would only push her further into the abyss.

Wang Wenhai's eyes crinkled, he put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "Do you think I will still believe you, a woman?"

"Now put her..." He was about to give the order when he was woken up by the cell phone in his pocket.

A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he pressed the green button impatiently.

"Hey, let's talk about it later. I'm not free right now." His tone was not very good.

"It's me, are you talking about it later?"

Wang Wenhai was stunned for two seconds and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Yan, it's Mr. Yan, right?"
Chapter completed!