Chapter 581 Last Chance
Bai Chuxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and she narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Why do you deserve to be beaten so much?"
"I still have to ask you guys, what's the reason for the breakup? I'm so worried." Qi Linfeng said.
"..."
What are you worrying about.
"I'm not going to talk nonsense with you, I'm going to avoid the limelight and save my life." Qi Linfeng turned around and left.
If what he did last night was successful, the third brother might be satisfied, but it didn't work out.
If you're late, you have to settle accounts with him, so run away with the pot lid on!
Bai Chuxiao looked at his back, yes, quite self-aware.
Since Qi Linfeng said he was fine, then Qi Moye must be fine.
...
Sky Group.
The sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading the warm light all over the floor.
Jiang Xie leaned against the back of the chair, "She hasn't looked for you yet?"
He deliberately increased the termination fee, just because he wanted Bai Chuxiao to talk to Qi Moye.
Now that Qi Moye didn't move, it seemed that Bai Chuxiao didn't say a word.
Jiang Xie took a lighter, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and said casually, "Another five days?"
Five days later, it was the day of debut.
If you don't pay enough termination fee before then, you have to obey the company's arrangement.
Once you make your debut and enjoy the sweetness of enjoying the stage, will people who really like music choose to give up?
Qi Moye's eyes fell on the computer screen, and said three words lightly, "No need."
Jiang Xie raised his eyebrows, looked at the person opposite, and waited for his next words.
"Let her terminate the contract." Qi Moye said casually.
Yesterday at Qi's house, I heard her call. She was raising money, and even wanted to borrow money from someone.
Even so, he still flaunted his strength in front of him.
The expected answer, Jiang Xie smiled, "Is it hurting so soon?"
Qi Moye was silent.
Jiang Xie exhaled a smoke ring, "All right."
It seems that he is going to let her go.
Yang Zheng was called to the office, and Jiang Xie told Yang Zheng about the general situation.
Yang Zheng nodded, "Okay."
Qi Moye ordered coldly, "Prepare a new contract."
Yang Zheng didn't understand Qi Moye's intentions, so he still did it.
Unconditional termination, zero termination fee.
Sure enough, it's 80 million, and only a word from my wife is needed.
Yang Zheng returned to his office, and then contacted Bai Chuxiao.
"Miss Bai, hello."
"Boss Yang."
"If Ms. Bai is free, come to the sky to sign the contract." Yang Zheng said.
Hearing this, Bai Chuxiao blinked, Dai Xin only arrived in Yangcheng an hour ago, and now it's over.
The efficiency is good.
"Okay." Bai Chuxiao responded.
After hanging up the phone, Bai Chuxiao took a taxi to Sky Group.
In the company, Yang was waiting, "Miss Bai, please."
There is no need for the general manager to do something like the artist's termination of the contract, and the others expressed their curiosity.
This Miss Bai really has a backstage.
Bai Chuxiao and Yang Zheng entered the exclusive elevator. She knew she was going to the CEO's office.
The first time was born and the second time was acquainted. This time, Bai Chuxiao didn't say anything.
into the office.
Bai Chuxiao saw a familiar figure, wearing a white shirt and black suit, with a strong aura that gave people a strong sense of oppression, and he was vigorous and resolute in the workplace.
Qi Moye raised his eyes and parted his thin lips, "Come here."
Bai Chuxiao walked over.
On the desk, there is a termination contract.
He held a pen in his slender fingers and gave it to her.
Bai Chuxiao took it and signed the words 'Bai Chuluo' at the bottom of the contract.
Afterwards, Qi Moye pushed the new contract in front of him.
Looking at the blank contract with Party B's signature, Bai Chuxiao understood what he meant.
On the man's handsome face, his expression was cold, and his eyes were deeper than before. He just looked at the girl in front of him and didn't speak.
This is the last chance for her to choose.
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What I wrote yesterday [lose to be a slave for a day, it turns out that you are good] was deleted, so it was changed to a follower.
I can't write anything now, so I have to write a few... Bah!
We dare not say that today's kiss on the cheek shouldn't be a problem... I panicked a lot.
This year's author is too difficult, I have to go home to raise pigs.