h pride."Sister Zui Ning, you don't understand! This is called scarcity marketing! Our TCM association will limit the number of people who can join. Those who want to join but can't will feel regretfu..."Well... hello everyone." Standing at the door, Yang Yue wore a pale yellow short skirt, her expression stiff, her lips moving absentmindedly.
Everyone looked at Yang Yue, who had suddenly appeared, with some confusion. They noticed that her almond-shaped eyes were drooping listlessly and she showed no sign of raising them.
Her shoulders, as smooth as sheep fat, were still quite tense. The arrogant and domineering aura rumored about her was nowhere to be seen. Her wrist, like warm jade, was being held in Wang's hand and played with.
Yang Ning sat not far away, her eyes full of confusion. She stared at Yang Yue's struggling wrist, her expression softened, and she suddenly understood something.
It's obvious she was brought here against her will. Since she doesn't want to be here, it means someone forced her or something is compelling her.
Ignoring Yang Yue's struggles, Wang Zong pulled Yang Yue to sit beside Zhong Jiang. Everyone secretly glanced at Yang Ning, then at Yang Yue. The atmosphere became rather awkward for a moment.
Everyone present had participated in the first season of Running Man, and they were well aware of Yang Ning and Yang Yue's relationship. Wang, openly brought Yang Yue over, clearly wanting to show Yang Ning who was in charge.
Besides, things in our circle always revolve around the same few events. Everyone already knows about what happened at the celebration for "The Era of Glamour."
As expected, as soon as Mr. Wang sat down, a pair of sly and cunning eyes immediately fixed on Yang Ning.
Feeling the cold stares, Yang Ning's heart turned cold. She glanced at the two people out of the corner of her eye, and had already made up her mind to meet force with force in her mind. She took a sip of water, her face remained calm and composed.
"Hey, Yang Yue, it turns out your sister is here too. Today's a good day, isn't it Shouldn't the two of you sisters have a good chat"
Mr. Wang ignored the awkward atmosphere on the scene. He had a hint of mockery in his expression, his eyes shifting back and forth between the two sisters. His rough hands were almost rubbing Yang Yue's thigh red.
Yang Ning, observing Wang Zong's fidgeting and Yang Yue's blushing face contorted with shame and silence, had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
Though Yang Yue in her previous life relied on her body to gain fame and fortune by the end, she was still the same simple and proud Yang Yue.
Mr. Wang was being so frivolous with her in front of so many people. Even if Yang Yue really wanted to use Mr. Wang to get something, she would never willingly submit to this.
Yang Ning looked at the two people's different expressions and chuckled, raising his eyebrows: "What Yang Yue and I want to talk about is a private matter. It's not appropriate to discuss it in public. Now this is Zhongjiang and your territory."
At those words, Wang Zong's face visibly darkened. He had wanted to tease Yang Ning, but her response made it seem like he was the one who was out of line.
Last time, their feud wasn't settled yet. This Yang Ning actually kept her cool like this, she's not like a normal woman at all.
Their eyes met across the table. Zhongjiang, seeing an opportunity, interjected. He picked up his wine glass and raised it to Wu, the director who had a grim face, with a hearty smile that slightly eased the tense atmosphere.
"Mr. Wang, I raise my glass to you. For the next season, I'll still rely on your filming. Come on, let's have a drink!"
Although Zhongjiang is a stubborn person, he knows how to advance and retreat. Although he doesn't really put Wang always in his eyes, his words, both inside and outside, will make others feel comfortable.
Besides, investing in the second season of "Run, Brother" is mutually beneficial. For Mr. Wang's company, their production team is also a rare and valuable partner. No matter how much they put on airs, they should know their limits.
Therefore, no matter how uncomfortable Wang Zong felt inside, Zhong Jiang's toast was one he had to drink and finish.
He picked up the white wine on the table, glanced at Zhongjiang with a sneer. The anger in his heart made his chest ache. He opened his mouth impatiently and let out a snort: "You sure know how to find opportunities. You seem honest, but you're actually quite sly."
The irony in these words was palpable. Everyone present felt a change in their expressions. Their director wasn't someone to be trifled with, and the fact that he was so patient today, already showing Wang CEO face, was quite remarkable.
As expected, after raising his head and finishing the whole cup of Zhongjiang in one go, he heard Wang's sarcastic remarks. He immediately put down the cup heavily, his expression mixed with a chilling coldness.
Upon seeing this, even though Mr. Wang was not afraid, he couldn't help but be startled in his heart.
Besides Yang Ning, this is the second person who dares to put on airs in front of me. Could it be that this lousy film crew is composed of lawless individuals
No matter what, Zhongjiang and Yang Ning are not the same kind of person. Wang is a prominent figure in the business world, while Zhongjiang is a well-respected director with a reputation in the industry. He's a talented individual who can turn art into money.
This kind of person, whether it's a big or small entertainment company, will never offend them.
Wang Zong held his glass of wine and calmed himself down for a moment. He put his arms around Yang Yue's waist, patted Zhong Jiang on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone: "Brother Zhong, I went too far just now, way too far. This glass is for you. After we finish it, let's start discussing the contract."
Hearing Wang Zong's resolute promise, Zhong Jiang's face eased slightly. However, his gaze toward Wang Zong remained as cold and menacing as ever.
Yang Ning, sitting on the side, saw all this and felt a little lucky that she had used her wit to shift the problem onto Zhong Jiang. Although she had a grudge against Wang, she wasn't foolish enough to bring it out in the open to seek revenge.
"Director Zhong, about this contract thing, I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. I already have a decision in mind."
After finishing his drink, Director Wu acted like nothing had happened, as if he'd forgotten what just took place. He casually placed his arm on Zhong Jiang's shoulder.
After a moment of silence, Zhong Jiang chose to ignore him. Wu Dao chuckled twice and continued talking to himself.
"Here's the thing, Tianhua wants to cooperate with you, but there's a change in the contract. If both parties sign an exclusive naming rights agreement, Yang Yue will have to replace Yang Ning in recording the program."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was stunned into silence. Everyone looked at each other in surprise, their eyes darting back and forth between Yang Ning and Yang Yue as if trying to decipher their intentions.
The scene fell into a heavy silence, yet everyone understood exactly what Mr. Wang meant by his words.
"Well, why rush to fawn over your sweetheart like that"
Yang Ning couldn't bear this kind of quiet gnawing at her patience. Even the next second, she felt like she was about to rush forward and fight Mr. Wang.
She took a deep breath, defiantly lifting her smooth chin, the sneer at the corner of her mouth laced with bone-chilling indifference.
Yang Ning's icy gaze was like a cold arrow, shooting towards Wang Zong. Even the wind from his arrow made people tremble with fear, yet Wang Zong sat calmly in his position, his expression showing no signs of fluctuation whatsoever.
He pulled Yang Yue closer, her body stiff in his arms. He pressed a disgusted kiss to her bare shoulder, his eyes betraying both desire and contempt. her best and dedicated herself to interpreting every role. 。Adhering to the principle of "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you," I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. It seems t...