"If you two also have this leisurely mood, then we might as well come together!" At this time, Su Mei took the initiative to send out an invitation.
"Forget it, I'm afraid that some old scalper will be exhausted to death." Guan Miaoyi shook her head.
Her relatives have been here in the past two days, and even if she wants to play, there is nothing she can do.
"When you are tired and sleepy, come and have a bowl of porridge to replenish your energy." Murong Qing, who was sitting at the dining table, said.
"Well, that's a good idea."
Qin Fei didn't want to stay here and listen to the recording, so he hurried to Murong Qing's side, picked up a bowl of porridge and poured it into his mouth.
"Well, why does this porridge taste so weird?" Putting his eyes on the casserole for making porridge, Qin Fei saw the special things added inside at a glance.
On the surface, the porridge looks no different from ordinary porridge, but with Qin Fei's perspective ability, he can see that the porridge in the casserole is faintly glowing with green light.
"What's inside is a body-building product specially used by our Tianwuzong. It will be useful if you drink it."
"I'm interested." Hearing this, Qin Fei was a little moved in his heart.
"Eat more, you will be able to work better later." Murong Qing said lightly.
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Fei staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Ah, what? There is a saying that rain and dew share equally. You should understand, right?"
"Or if you just admit that you can't do it anymore, then I'll let you go." Murong Qing calmly took a sip of porridge and said slowly.
You must know that men are all face-saving animals. As soon as he heard Murong Qing say that he was not good enough, Qin Fei's heart immediately began to feel angry and said: "Okay, let's fight without stopping in a while!"
"Then I look forward to your performance!"
…
A top private hospital on the outskirts of Longdu City.
Tang Han, who was beaten all over by Chu Xing and Murong Qing yesterday, was currently recovering from his injuries.
For a person with his extraordinary status, the goal of living in the People's Hospital is really too big. Once his current appearance is photographed by the paparazzi, his acting career may be greatly affected.
So to be on the safe side, they can only go to private hospitals that charge expensive but pay great attention to privacy.
In a VIP ward, Tang Han was furious. The reason was that the people he sent out did not find out the details about Murong Qing.
Whenever his people asked about Murong Qing, the other party would basically just say one thing, that is, no comment!
For Tang Han, who was accustomed to smooth sailing, this was a slap in the face.
Based on his previous status, most big shots would basically greet him with a few polite words when meeting him, and would even call him brother-in-law.
But if something big happened, who would take Tang Han seriously?
An actor is an actor, and there is no way he can compare with a real top boss.
So Tang Han, a mere Tang Han, actually tried to inquire about Murong Qing of Mingyue Villa. Isn't it funny?
"Brother Tang, the boss is here."
At this moment, one of Tang Han's many assistants opened the door to the ward, followed closely by a man in a suit and leather shoes, and a man with gold-rimmed eyes and a briefcase under his arm.
The person in the suit is the boss of Tang Han's agency. He is also one of the most influential figures in the Chinese entertainment industry. He controls a lot of resources for celebrity artists.
He was able to come in person when Tang Han was injured, which shows how much he values Tang Han.
It's just a pity that he didn't come here today to visit Tang Han's injury, but...
"Mr. Lan, you came just in time, you must make the decision for me!"
Looking at the other party, Tang Han, who still had gauze wrapped around his head, struggled to get out of bed, but Lan Liming stopped him.
"You are injured, there is no need to get out of bed."
"Thank you, Mr. Lan." Sensing the concern in the other person's tone, Tang Han actually stopped moving.
Although he is a popular star outside, when he faces his boss, he doesn't have any celebrity airs and is even a little in awe.
He is where he is today thanks to the huge amount of money and resources Lan Liming spent on him in the past. It can be said that the man in front of him is fully capable of determining his future.
"The injury shouldn't be life-threatening, right?" Lan Liming asked, sitting on a stool nearby.
"Thanks to you, after being treated by the hospital, there is nothing serious. I only need to recuperate for a while before being discharged. Don't worry, I will never affect the subsequent filming process." Tang Han replied quickly.
"I don't pay attention to the filming process. Now I just want to know if your hand can still sign?" Lan Liming asked.
"Sign?" After hearing this, Tang Han's face showed doubts, but soon his eyes showed joy.
He knew that according to the company's rules and regulations, once an artist was injured, the company would compensate him accordingly. This time he was beaten during the filming process.
Strictly speaking, this is considered a work-related injury, so I asked myself if I could sign, would that mean the company would compensate him immediately?
In the past, someone was injured and the company paid a one-time compensation of two million, and my position was far superior to that person's. Once the compensation agreement is come out, it will probably be in the tens of millions.
Thinking of this, Tang Han was naturally excited.
At Lan Liming's signal, the bespectacled man following him took out a stack of printing paper from his briefcase and handed it to Tang Han, who was lying on the hospital bed.
With his heart agitated and his hands excited, Tang Han didn't even care about the pain in his body and forcefully opened the agreement.
Just as his eyes glanced over the first page, Tang Han suddenly froze.
As if a immobilization spell had been cast on him, his eyes were first shocked, then confused and empty, until they turned into anger.
He never dreamed that the originally anticipated compensation agreement would turn into a contract termination letter!
That's right, his agency wants to terminate his contract!
Tang Han is synonymous with cash cow outside. He has no idea how much money he has earned for the company over the years. Even he has lost count.
If not, he wouldn't have been able to get the company's resources all the time.
But now the company wants to fire him, a cash cow. Is Lan Liming crazy or is there something wrong with his eyes?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes with his hands, but no matter how he rubbed his eyes, those eye-catching characters reminded him.
He is about to be kicked out of the company.
This is really a contract termination letter!
"Mr. Lan, we can't joke like this, can we?" Tang Han put down the things in his hands and looked down without even thinking.
"A joke?" Hearing Tang Han's words, Lan Liming smiled slightly and said, "The thing I don't like to do the most is joke with others. This is a termination letter. After today, you will have nothing to do with our company. , I don’t know you either.”
Lan Liming's voice was so decisive that Tang Han's whole body was shaking with anger.
"Snapped!"
Finally, anger overwhelmed Tang Han's mind. He threw the agreement in his hand to the ground and shouted, "Lan Liming, are you crazy or have you been poisoned?"
