Chi Yu hung up the phone.
He turned around and walked back with determination.
Li Yan was stunned and hurriedly followed him, asking, "Brother Chi Yu, are you going back to the village chief’s house? I told you not to go, that woman is staying there. Trust this once, Brother Chi Yu, I saw her in the orchard warehouse that day."
Chi Yu’s posture froze, and he suddenly looked at Li Yan.
That look made Li Yan afraid: "Brother Chi Yu, what’s wrong?"
Chi Yu’s voice was dry and hoarse as he asked her, "You saw her in the warehouse?"
Li Yan stamred: "Y-yes, I saw her."
...
A few minutes ago, at the village chief’s house.
Weng Lan placed the prepared draft contract in front of Gu Yuan, ready to have a private conversation with her.
She was very fond of this pearl hidden in dust, sure that once polished, it would shine bright.
Gu Yuan picked up the contract and carefully reviewed it before setting it down: "You ntioned earlier that you wanted to have a chat, I thought you were interested in the developnt of Ancient Water Village. So this is what it was all about?"
Weng Lan regarded Gu Yuan as a commodity in a showcase, waiting for a buyer, and assud an air of confidence: "Your image is perfectly suited for the entertainnt industry from head to toe. This is a rare opportunity before you. With my capabilities, I can help you gain a foothold in the entertainnt industry within two years."
Gu Yuan chuckled slowly upon hearing this: "It is quite tempting, after all, managers are good at painting rosy pictures for their artists."
"..."
Weng Lan’s expression shifted slightly but then she spoke seriously: "You don’t understand our industry; being in this rural area, you indeed haven’t seen the real world."
Gu Yuan nodded: "That makes sense."
Weng Lan felt satisfied with Gu Yuan’s attitude: "You’ve read the contract; there are probably many aspects you don’t quite understand. Let’s exchange contact information, and you can reach out to directly with any questions."
Gu Yuan smiled slightly, politely declining: "Perhaps my image is suitable for the entertainnt industry to beco your cash cow, but I have no such plans. Mainly, I’m too busy usually and really can’t spare any ti to venture into the entertainnt industry."
"Don’t be in a hurry to reject ."
Weng Lan continued: "Running a farmhouse business in such a remote village and being busy with mundane daily necessities - what’s the point? You might as well follow . Even if you lack a degree or talent, that’s not an issue. I’ll teach you how to be a successful artist."
Gu Yuan: "I’m sorry, I refuse."
Weng Lan huffed lightly: "Your face holds value for . I’m your talent scout now; your gratitude for my discovery should be overwhelming."
"Overwhelming gratitude?" Gu Yuan suddenly chuckled lightly.
Weng Lan asked: "Why are you laughing?"
Gu Yuan crossed her legs, sitting casually and lazily: "The unequal terms in the contract and the nurous violations of artists’ rights are more than a little; they’ve already breached the legally stipulated standard contract. Are you aware of that?"
Weng Lan’s eyes turned cold.
She thought Gu Yuan couldn’t understand the contract, assuming she was just a country bumpkin. Who could have thought she actually understood it?
Gu Yuan’s lips curled slightly: "You’re using vague terms to control the final right of interpretation, trying not to just sign but to control entirely, obeying only you."
Weng Lan remained unfazed: "Don’t be ungrateful; which rookie artist’s contract isn’t like this? Once you beco famous, the contract will naturally be anded."
Just after she finished speaking.
The door opened, and Yi Shu walked in:
"Weng Lan, call Li Yan and ask her... Gu, President Gu??!"
Yi Shu ca in and was stunned when he saw Gu Yuan, montarily speechless.
Weng Lan showed a puzzled expression: "Which President Gu should I call?"
Just after asking, Weng Lan saw Yi Shu approach the lady boss, standing before her, and said respectfully: "President Gu, I didn’t expect you to be here."
Weng Lan imdiately shot up in shock: "What... her?"
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