Chapter 4:

There is a hint of mint in the car.
Horch frowned, and turned back, for a long time, whispered: "Take it to you in a few days."
"Every game!"
"...can you get off the bus?"
Sheng Qiaoqi pulled the door open and he slipped.
The car gradually opened from the garage, she stood in the same place with a lucky cat waving, until the car completely disappeared, finally finally met the elevator on the ground.
After arriving home, looking at the empty and cold room, the excitement faded, not suitable for sweeping the whole body.
After thinking about it, I started to rummage and put all the brains of the original master's passbook bank card contract and so on, and then went to see it one by one. I don't know what to expect.
There is no car, no house, no investment, and the two rooms are rented.
Sheng Qiao went to check the balance of the bank card. After seeing the figure of 53,000, the eyes disappeared. Ten times her own card! A female star, actually mixed into this virtue?
She is not so poor when she takes a show and picks up a variety show? What's more, Sheng Qiao's heat is not low, although it is not enough, it is also a second-line flower, and the annual itinerary is quite a lot. Is it so bad?
What about money? Where did the money go?
Sheng Qiao was full of doubts, and the information at hand was turned over and was attracted by a contract - "Xingyao Media Co., Ltd. Artists Signing Cooperation Letter".
Sheng Qiao took the contract and began to look through it.
One by one, one by one, page by page, and finally, the hand shakes and can't hold the file. For a long time, she slammed the file on the ground and sweared.
The contract signed by the original owner and Xingyao was actually paid in the form of a wage system.
The contract stipulates that Xingyao pays Shengqiao’s remuneration at a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan. In addition, Shengqiao no longer enjoys any benefits. All the income from her work is owned by Xingyao.
In other words, Sheng Qiao is working for Xing Yao, paying 20,000 yuan a month. Her money on the variety show advertising, all belong to the star Yao, she can not get a penny. If you want to cancel the contract in advance, you will be paid a three-times cancellation fee for the income you made three years before the contract was cancelled.
The original is a pig! Sign this contract and say that she is raising her pigs!
And the actually signed for twenty years? !
At this moment, only one idiom can describe Sheng Qiao's mood - grass. Your mother.
For a moment, the phone rang, Sheng Qiao took a look, Gao Meiling hit. She gritted her teeth and picked up the phone. The smile was arrogant: "Calm down? Want to talk?"
An hour later, Gao Meiling knocked on the door of Sheng Qiao's house.
This house, or Sheng Qiao just signed the meeting, she asked Sheng Qiao, and paid the rent for half a year, in exchange for Sheng Qiao a grateful Dade. At that time, when Sheng Qiao was a savior, she would have a golden body to supply her.
She has been controlling Sheng Qiao for so many years, and she has been used to seeing her as a low-minded person. Today, Sheng Qiao suddenly fought and rebelled. She only thought that the pressure on her recently was too great for Sheng Qiao to erupt.
When Sheng Joe calms down, she will cry and ask her.
But when the door opened and saw the woman standing straight behind the door, she smiled and looked calm, and looked at herself without fear.
Gao Meiling stunned a bit, Sheng Qiao laughed: "Gao Jie, come in."
She doesn't want to be with her. Gao Meiling is inexplicably diminished.
Two cups of tea have been soaked on the coffee table. Sheng Qiao sat down on the side of the sofa and reached out to ask: "Sister Gao, sit."
The feeling of being dominated by Sheng Qiao is too strange. Gao Meiling tried to suppress this discomfort. She sat down on the sofa and took the momentum. She tried to get back the dominant position. "Little Joe, is it short of money recently?"
Sheng Qiao smiled at her and didn't talk.
Gao Meiling took out a bulging paper bag from the bag. "When you use it, I will send it to you."
Sheng Qiao took over and opened his eyes and glanced at his eyes. "Twenty thousand?" She threw the paper bag back on the coffee table. "Sister Gao, how do you call Huazi?"
Gao Meiling frowned: "Little Joe, what do you mean by this?"
Sheng Qiao patted the signing contract. "I suddenly woke up. Recently, this business is not worthwhile. How much money can I make to the company every year? Everyone has a lot of money. Every month, 20,000 wages are Not a bit too bully?"
Gao Meiling stared at her for a while, and suddenly smiled ridiculously: "Little Joe, this contract, but I forced you to sign according to your head." She sat forward and leaned forward: "This But you ask me to sign."
Sheng Qiao’s heart is awkward.
Gao Meiling smiled and looked at her: "Is it bully now, is it late?"
Sheng Qiao reminded himself not to panic. She did not inherit the memory of the original master. She could only slowly learn to find out the reasons for the original signing of the unequal contract to know the solution.
"Young is not sensible, you are pitted, I recognize. But Gao Jie, if I publish this contract, do you think that the network public opinion will fall to where?" Seeing Gao Meiling's face sinking down, Sheng Qiao Smile is ok, "Who dares to sign a star, and dare to be your artist? I am so miserable, tired and tired to work for the company, have to be killed by the company, which show will dare to ask me. ?"
"Sheng Joe!"
She sighed: "Why must both lose?"
Gao Meiling sneered: "Sheng Joe, you thought you did this, can you still mix in this circle?"
Sheng Qiao stalls: "The big deal is not a bad star. The world is so big, can you starve me?"
Gao Meiling was determined to look at her. Sheng Qiao’s face was indifferent to smile, not at all like a joke. The two of them were so arrogant for a long time, Gao Meiling suddenly smiled.
That smile is too sinister, leaving a cold trace like a snake crawling, which is chilling.
Sheng Qiao frowned.
Gao Meiling took out her mobile phone and didn't know what to order. She put the screen in front of her and smiled: "Little Joe, the star is not right, people still have to do?"
Seeing the photos on the phone, Sheng Qiao’s pupils suddenly zoomed in.
On the screen is the photo of Sheng Joe.