"How do I know you won't team up with Fang Yan Huan to play me?"
Fang Miao Miao looked at Wang Jia Hui as if he were an idiot. "Manager Wang, please use your noble brain for a moment. You think Fang Yan Huan and I would team up to play you? Do you think that's possible?"
Wang Jia Hui fell silent, deep in thought.
Fang Miao Miao wasn't in a hurry. She opened the bottled water a secretary had brought in and took large gulps.
"You're really not afraid I'll drug you."
Fang Miao Miao chuckled. She didn't want to respond to such foolish words.
"Fang Miao Miao, I always feel like you've gotten smarter."
"People have to grow, don't they?" Fang Miao Miao leaned back on the sofa. "If I don't change my ways, I won't even know how I died."
"Fine," Wang Jia Hui nodded. "You've successfully convinced me. For the sake of the Wen family, we'll terminate the contract amicably."
As he spoke, Wang Jia Hui picked up his pen, ready to sign.
"Wait a moment."
"What now?"
"I've brought a new contract."
"You're well-prepared."
"Better safe than sorry," Fang Miao Miao said with a smile. "To put it bluntly, I don't trust anyone from your company."
Wang Jia Hui took the termination contract, casually flipped through it, found no issues, and signed his name.
"Manager Wang is generous." Fang Miao Miao stood up and, in front of Wang Jia Hui, deleted all the photos and videos from the album.
"Good. Let's not see each other again."
"Thank you, Manager Wang. Goodbye."
Watching Fang Miao Miao's retreating back as she left with Wen Yan An, Wang Jia Hui's face turned completely cold.
"Manager Wang, why did you let Fang Miao Miao sign and leave so easily?" Zhou Li asked, sounding flustered.
"What?" Wang Jia Hui snorted. "Do I need you to teach me how to do my job?"
Thinking about what Fang Miao Miao had just said, and seeing Zhou Li's expression change on the surveillance footage, Wang Jia Hui's expression towards Zhou Li also soured.
"Manager, why are you looking at me like that?"
"What do you think?"
"Manager Wang, you don't actually believe what that woman Fang Miao Miao said, do you? Can't you see she's just saying those things to sow discord between us so she can break the contract?"
Wang Jia Hui walked up to Zhou Li, raised his hand, patted her shoulder, and said with a smile, "I, Wang Jia Hui, have eaten more salt than she's eaten rice. How could I be so easily swayed by her provocations?"
The sudden movement almost made Zhou Li jump. She could only ask nervously, "Then, Manager, you and Fang Miao Miao...?"
"We just reached an agreement, and that's how I let her terminate the contract," Wang Jia Hui said lightly, withdrawing his hand.
Zhou Li wanted to ask more, but when she met his eyes, she didn't dare.
"That's enough. You don't need to worry about Fang Miao Miao anymore. Just keep a close eye on Yan Huan. We've invested enough in her, and it's time to find a way to recoup our costs."
"Manager, have you forgotten? Yan Huan was so scared by Fang Miao Miao that she's still in the hospital."
"Yan Huan is that weak?"
"Yes, you know Yan Huan and Fang Miao Miao have always been at odds. After what happened during the Happy Festival, many of Fang Miao Miao's fans have been subtly criticizing Yan Huan online."
Wang Jia Hui glanced at Zhou Li. "Then let her rest well during this period. Take the scripts I gave you earlier and have the other artists audition for them. The company doesn't support idle hands."
"Manager, weren't those scripts meant for Yan Huan?"
"Didn't you say Yan Huan is in the hospital? If that's the case, let her rest. The scripts will go to other artists. Our company still needs to eat." Wang Jia Hui interrupted Zhou Li. "As for Yan Huan, once she's recovered, I'll have better scripts for her. What are you afraid of?"
"I see," Zhou Li forced a smile. "Whatever the manager decides is fine."
"Yes. Pay more attention to the artists under you during this period. I've reviewed the August plan, and the artists under you are the weakest. There's nothing outstanding. If I didn't know better, I'd think our company was mistreating our artists."
"I apologize, Manager. There have been too many issues with the variety shows lately, so I've been busy with those matters."
Zhou Li quickly pulled herself together. "But don't worry, Manager. Yan Huan's situation is almost settled. I'll immediately arrange things for the other artists."
"Zhou Li, you've been with our company for quite some time. How about this: around mid-August, I'll make you the Director of Artist Management?"
"Manager?" Zhou Li looked at Wang Jia Hui in astonishment, as if trying to find a hint of deception on his face. Given her current capabilities and network, becoming Director of Artist Management was completely impossible.
For a moment, she didn't understand Wang Jia Hui's intention.
"What are you looking at me for? If you have the ability, the position of Director of Artist Management will be yours."
Wang Jia Hui finished speaking and turned to leave.
"Mom, what were you talking about with that uncle inside? That auntie was lingering by the door just now."
"I've made some plans for the company's future development."
Wen Yan An looked at Fang Miao Miao with admiration. "Mom, are you that capable?"
"Stay calm, stay calm. Business people are all about profit. I just need to find his deepest interests."
For example, Wang Jia Hui. He had used the company's entire resources to cultivate Fang Yan Huan, thinking that with the influence of the Fang family and Wen Wen Lan, he could at least push Fang Yan Huan to become a top star. However, before she could even reach that level, she was planning to leave. How could a shrewd person like Wang Jia Hui let Fang Yan Huan leave so easily? Fortunately, she had climbed out of this quagmire.
Wen Yan An pondered for a moment. "Mom, where are we going now?"
Fang Miao Miao checked the time. It was 11:30. It was about time for lunch.
"An An, what do you want to eat?"
"Western food?"
"No, you don't want that."
"Thai food?"
Fang Miao Miao shook her head. "No, I don't want that."
"Barbecue?"
Fang Miao Miao paused, then remained silent.
"Hot pot?"
"As expected of my good son. Our tastes are identical."
Da Chen, who was driving, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye. "Well... how should I put it? They certainly have a strong chemistry."
The car drove towards the vicinity of the Ocean World. "Madam, after we finish eating hot pot here, we can go directly to the Ocean World."
"Okay, thank you, Da Chen."
They got out of the car.
The two found a hot pot restaurant with a relatively large number of customers on the food street and booked a private room to enjoy their meal heartily.
In her previous life, due to the need to maintain her figure, she had rarely eaten heavy-flavored food. If she had known she would die before the age of 40, she would have eaten more hot pot without worrying about her figure.
"Is it delicious?" Fang Miao Miao looked amusingly at Wen Yan An's eyes and nose, which were red from the spice.
Wen Yan An nodded. "Delicious."
Fang Miao Miao placed a cooked slice of meat into a bowl of plain water, rinsed it a few times, and then put it into Wen Yan An's bowl. "Eat slowly, no rush."