After hearing what his assistant said, Manager An thought for a while before remembering Meng Fu.

Manager An stood up with his hands on the table: "Did you say Meng Fu surpass Ye Shuning and got the first place?"

Regarding the degree of popularity on the Internet, Ye Shuning is naturally relatively large. Some people in the industry have evaluated the potential of a level A contract. Even Manager An has the idea of ​​signing people in his company.

At this time, he felt incredible when he heard his assistant talking about this.

"That's right, Brother Qian and the others learned about Meng Fu's termination of the contract, so they asked you to come to the company quickly." The assistant finished speaking in one breath.

Brother Qian is a gold medal agent of Tianle Media. He has a wide connection in the entertainment industry. Even Manager An has to treat him with courtesy.

After hearing this, Manager An pulled out the chair and walked out directly, asking his assistant to sort out the matter for himself.

About half an hour later, Manager An arrived at the office, "Brother Qian."

Brother Qian put down the documents in his hand, then reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Manager An, "Meng Fu, I want to hear your opinion in detail. If you can sign it back, try to sign it back."

"I read the hot search, which should be the hype of "Best Idol"," Manager An asked someone to pour a cup of tea for Brother Qian, and then slowly explained to Brother Qian: "Meng Fu cannot set up her. The most important thing is that she has not finished high school, and only the road of Heihong can go. This kind of thing can only be spent on the topic list for two days in the entertainment industry. Last time her agent wanted to upgrade her contract. When she signed her back, she must have spoken out loud. It would be better to sign Ye Shuning with this money."

He did not agree to sign Meng Fu again, it was not worth it.

Brother Qian doesn’t know Meng Fu. He has big stars in his hands, so it’s impossible to pay attention to the stars in the 18th tier.

However, Manager An has been in the entertainment industry for so long, so he naturally has his own reasons for saying this, so Brother Qian has not pursued Meng Fu again.

The entertainment industry has also changed a bit in recent years. People like Meng Fu who have not finished high school are indeed not very developable in the future.

**

Jiang Family.

Near twelve o'clock, the hall is still brightly lit.

Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen have just returned from the province.

When Meng Fu and Mr. Jiang came back, Jiang Xinran was showing Jiang Quan the certificate she received today.

Meng Fu followed Mr. Jiang and calmly watched the harmonious scene under the crystal lamp.

The butler called "Master" and brought the people in the hall back to their senses.

Yu Zhenling quickly looked up and said with a smile: "Dad, why are you back now? Look, Xinran won the first prize in mathematical modeling today."

Mr. Jiang pursed his lips. He was a little unhappy, but in front of Jiang Xinran, he did not show this side and praised lightly: "Xinran has always been very smart."

He and Meng Fu had just returned. Meng Fu originally wanted to go back to the rental house of No. 1 Middle School, but after the old man went to No. 1 Middle School, he directly asked someone to drive the car back to Jiang's house.

Thinking of this, the old man turned his head to Meng Fu: "I will have someone buy you a new house tomorrow."

Before Meng Fu could speak, Jiang Quan, who was waiting for the two of them to come back in the hall, hurriedly put down his teacup and stood up: "Dad, what house should I buy?"

"I mean to buy a house for Fu'er," Mr. Jiang glanced at him. "There is no elevator in the place where Fu'er lives, and the security is not safe. It's dark. I feel so scared when I pass by at night. How can a girl live?"

Meng Fu had been living in the Jiang family before, so Mr. Jiang naturally had never thought about buying a house for her.

Now Meng Fu doesn’t necessarily return to the Jiang family for a week, and Mr. Jiang is worried about her residence.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Quan touched his nose, "Dad, I'm planning to tell Fu'er about this and let her move over and live with Xinran. Xinran has a single villa there, a nanny and a chef, and the room is enough. I'm relieved if I have someone to take care of."

Hearing this, Mr. Jiang's expression slowed down.

Yu Zhenling arranged a villa for Jiang Xinran to learn, and he also knew that Yu Zhenling had arranged a villa for her.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xinchen, who was drowsy, finally lowered his head slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "That was bought by my mother for my sister to let her go to the tutoring class competition class with peace of mind. What should I do if one more person disturbs my sister's study?"

"Xinchen!" Jiang Xinran patted Jiang Xinchen on the shoulder, then looked up, "Grandpa, don't support Xinchen talking nonsense. I'm naturally happy if my sister lives with me."

"Of course," Yu Zhenling asked someone to bring a midnight snack and looked at Meng Fu, "You live with Xinran, you can't disturb your sister's study, you can't go to the second floor. I will ask someone to arrange a room for you on the first floor and learn more from your sister if you have nothing to do."

Meng Fu hooked her sunglasses with her right finger, and the dew was heavy in the middle of the night. She was loose on her shoulders and was wearing a black coat. The figure under the crystal lamp was slender and slender. Hearing this, he turned his head slightly and smiled lazyly, "No need, grandpa, I won't move."

Her tone was no different as before. Mr. Jiang looked at Meng Fu and knew that she really didn't want to move.

I didn't mention this anymore.

Mainly, I am happy tonight, and Mr. Jiang doesn’t want to get angry either.

Meng Fu's cell phone rang in her pocket, and she looked down at her neighbor opposite her. She hung up quietly, and then said to Mr. Jiang that she would go upstairs to prepare for a rest.

"Go and have a rest," the old man was very gentle to Meng Fu. "I will see the Tong family tomorrow, so I will have a good rest tonight."

I asked Meng Fu to come back today, and there was also a matter of taking Meng Fu away from the Tong family to discuss the engagement tomorrow.

Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Xinran couldn't help but hold his lips and hands behind him.

Meng Fu had no reaction, so she nodded and went upstairs with her cell phone.

The last time she left, she only cleaned up her own things, and her room in the Jiang family was still there.

While pressing her cell phone, she was about to call the opposite door.

When she was at the door of her party building, she was blocked by one hand.

It's Jiang Xinchen.

He had a flamboyant eyebrows and an arrogant look, and he was fierce when looking at people. Seeing Meng Fu look over, he pursed his lower lip and lowered his voice: "You have to fight with my sister to Big Brother Tong? What are the benefits of marrying into the Tong family? Do you know how to play piano? Can you arrange flowers? Can you make incense..."

Jiang Xinchen is good at studying, but not as good as Jiang Xinran, especially in mathematics. Even if Jiang Xinran is not his own sister, Jiang Xinchen really regards her as his own sister.

Not only Jiang Xinchen, but also Jiang Xinchen’s classmates admire Jiang Xinran.

Meng Fu ignored him, held his cell phone, pushed his hand away, and calmly gave him three words: "Don't mess with me."

The door was closed from the inside.

Jiang Xinchen stood at the door, pinching his numb wrist, staring at the closed door in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

Is Meng Fu's strength always so strong?

**

In the room.

Meng Fu closed the door casually, took out his cell phone and dialed back to the opposite door to her. While sitting at the desktop computer, he turned on the computer and pressed a few keys casually.

"Someone has flipped through the window in your house tonight." The neighbor's voice was still cold.

Meng Fu leaned against the back of the chair, knocked on the table with his other hand, waiting for the computer to react. The Jiang family's computer was a little slow and had no reaction for nearly a minute.

She leaned against the back of the chair and said vaguely: "Understand."

My neighbors never talked a lot. Apart from painting, they didn’t like to study other people’s private affairs. They didn’t ask much, “My teacher should come to T City in half a month.”

Meng Fu looked up at the sky, "Oh."

The conversation between the two was always brief. She hung up the phone and looked at the computer again, which was still showing the connection.

"Bang bang--"

Someone knocked outside, and the person who came in was Butler Jiang. He brought Meng Fu a bowl of soup and milk.

"Put it here." Meng Fu got up, opened the cabinet door and prepared to take a shower.

Butler Jiang placed the tray next to the computer. Just as he put it down, the computer "ding dong" sounded and a dialog box popped up.

Butler Jiang subconsciously looked over.

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…………The list of winning scarves has come out, I didn’t win the small trumpet. See you manually
Chapter completed!