It seems that Gyllenhaal’s situation is very good.

Seeing An Ran looking at his mobile phone, Mai Si was obviously a little unhappy.

"Mr. Anron, I have told you in advance that although you have paid a lot of money, after this contract is given to you, none of my artists will cooperate with Gyllenhaal in the future! And it does not end with this.

I don’t think my artists will cooperate with you!”

An Ran didn't react at all.

This is a disguised threat.

Not only do I want to charge you money, I also prohibit my artists from collaborating with you.

I want to eat your food and smash your pot.

Gee, how confident are you in yourself that you would do this?

An Ran nodded and said: "That's right. If you don't tell me, I will do it, and I won't invite your artists. You think too much about this. We are all the same!"

"Although you have many artists, there are only dozens of them. There are so many artists in the entertainment industry, and there are so many people who want to cooperate with me!"

"Looking for collaboration with your artist? You are thinking too much!"

An Ran kept laughing while talking.

Max's facial muscles kept twitching as he listened.

"I think you didn't understand what I meant! After all, I am an agent. I am not only an artist, I also have many channels!"

An Ran wondered: "So what? Do I need your channels?"

Damn it!

Mei Si felt like he was going to be pissed off when talking to An Ran.

Every time these words hit me, my threats seem so weak.

An Ran crossed her legs and said calmly: "I am a little king-level artist myself, and I have very good relationships with many celebrities. And you have to know that I am the producer and the capital! You should know this.

, the ultimate power in the entertainment industry is capital!"

"So there is almost no place where I can ask you for help! But it's hard for you to ask for help!"

I am an artist, and I have my own company and TV station. Aren’t your dangers childish?

What the hell...

Max felt a little angry.

But even if I don’t say anything, I feel like I can’t get out of this breath.

He flicked the check in his hand, "It doesn't matter, you won't beg me, and I won't beg you, but at least I made a huge profit, 50 million! Buy Gyllenhaal's half-year contract! Enron

Sir, do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it? I'm a little doubtful of your IQ!"

We are not superior in strength and cannot threaten you.

It doesn't matter, why don't you obediently give me the money?

What can you say? It's just that I'm optimistic about Gyllenhaal, so I spent this big price to buy him back.

You can sign a contract with Little King for 5,000. Do you think you are stupid or not?

The money can fall into my pocket, and I don’t believe you don’t feel sorry for me.

Without even thinking about Enron's explanation, he asked, "Mais, how many assets do you have now?"

Why are you asking?

Max thought for a moment, "My assets are almost four to five billion, but of course they are not as good as Mr. Enron's."

There is a hint of sarcasm in these words, why don't you make a fortune if you have money?

And although we are not as rich as you, I am not begging you either.

What does it matter?

An Ran nodded, "It's only a few hundred million, of course we can't understand the psychology of people like us with tens of billions of dollars spending money!"

Damn it!

I was heartbroken again.

An Ran said: "In your opinion, the price of 50 million is very high, but to me it is just a drop in the bucket. I have a strong ability to make money, so I never care about spending money."

"Only poor people like you would take a mere 50 million seriously."

"A mere 50 million?"

You really dare to say that.

But if you think about it carefully, what they said is absolutely right.

To Enron, this little money is nothing.

Spending 50 million is the same as an ordinary family spending 5 yuan.

But your attitude is really annoying.

An Ran looked at his watch. If it weren't for the transfer contract and the signing of another contract, he would have left long ago. Then he would have time to hang out with this guy here.

"Okay, let this guy pretend again!"

Max hated it so much that his teeth itched.

"Mr. An Ran, you won! To be exact, I didn't lose either. You don't care about the money, but many people do!" Meis said angrily: "But with your attitude, you will have many enemies in the entertainment industry."

"Hey!" An Ran smiled and said, "I already have many enemies. Do you think I care?"

You dare to challenge the top ten film companies when you first come in. What’s so scary about this?

There are so many enemies, who did anything to me?

Everything depends on strength, and besides, he is still a bad guy, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Max nodded, "I hope you can continue to be so arrogant in the future."

An Ran said: "Don't worry, no one in Xizhou can do anything to me, at least for now."

You idiot, I would be pissed off just by talking to you.

Max simply remained silent.

"If nothing happens, just go and wait outside. The contract is ready and I'll call you!"

It's so annoying to talk to this guy.

I'm so numb that I feel like I'm going to have high blood pressure.

This is quite rude.

You also need to be polite to this sharp-tongued guy.

An Ran didn't care about his attitude and smiled, "Okay, call me!"

With that said, he took Huang Ling and walked out of the office.

A heavy "hum" sound came from behind.

Huang Ling smiled and said: "You will make him very angry."

An Ran said: "It's just the truth, but the truth is always not so nice."

"Your truth can irritate people to death, not only does it sound unpleasant."

The two of them were waiting outside. Not long after the meeting, they saw the female secretary coming over with the completed transfer contract.

They were also notified over there to go in.

An Ran and Huang Ling went in. Huang Ling took the contract and read it carefully for a while. The terms in it were very clear and there were no loopholes.

Huang Ling nodded towards An Ran, "No problem."

An Ran took the contract and signed it.

Max said: "Okay, Mr. An Ran, it's no problem now."

He gave a copy of the signed contract to An Ran.

An Ran took it and said, "No problem, happy cooperation! If there is such an unnecessary contract in the future, remember to find me, I don't mind spending this money!"

Damn it, are you finished?

Facing An Ran's outstretched hand, Mais, with a dark face, said, "Slowly walk without sending me away!"

Immediately issued an eviction order.

Why are you pretending to be cool with me? Why are you so rich? Why are you pretending to be so cool with me?

An Ran came out with Huang Ling with a smile.

As soon as I left the office, I saw a middle-aged man with a haggard face walking towards the office.

Said to the secretary: "I want to see Mr. Meis."

Huang Ling was startled and looked at the middle-aged man with a beard who seemed to be depressed.

He whispered: "I didn't expect to see my idol when I was young. I haven't seen it on the big screen in the past ten years. Now it has become like this. It's so haggard!"

An Ran nodded, "Cage!"

"This is a good actor."
Chapter completed!