Madam is proud

Chapter 173 Unequal Contract of Sale

After drinking some wine, Gu Xi felt bored and wanted to smoke.

After talking to Jiang Ci, she got up and left the private room.

Walking slowly along the antique corridor, put your hands in the pockets of your suit, and take out a cigarette and a lighter.

A pair of straight and slender snow-white long legs, under the faint light, are dazzlingly white.

The stiletto heel stepped on the floor, surprisingly, but it didn't make any sound.

Slender and slender fingers fiddled with the black hair, looking extraordinarily lazy.

Turning the corner, Gu Xi took out a cigarette, leaned against the pillar, and was about to light a cigarette.

A discordant voice came from the slightly open private room where she was leaning.

Frowning slightly, Gu Xi was swept away.

I secretly belittled in my heart, who on earth is so lacking in quality, to do such unrefined things in such an elegant place as Ju Yuexuan.

Putting away the cigarette and lighter, she was about to leave when an extremely familiar voice sounded.

"Master Heng, this is Ju Yuexuan. You also know Ju Yuexuan's rules."

"Rules? With me, I am the rules."

……

With that voice, Gu Xi looked towards the slightly open private room.

In the private room, a man and a woman were all too familiar to her.

However, how could Yu Zheng and Song Heng, two people who had nothing to do with each other, get involved?
Unavoidably being noticed by the two people in the private room, Gu Xi turned around, didn't even smoke, and turned back to the private room.

Yu Zheng looked at Song Heng who was gradually approaching, and at the wine he handed over, "Young Master Heng..."

Song Heng ignored her begging for mercy, pinched her chin with his big hand, and with a little force, all the wine in his hand was poured into her mouth.

After gulping and gulping, Yu Zheng choked and coughed violently.

He also knocked over the wine glass in Song Heng's hand, the wine glass fell, and most of the wine splashed on the floor.

Seeing this scene, Song Heng narrowed his eyes coldly.

"Don't forget, you are the one who begged me. Since you are begging me, then show the gesture of begging me."

The music goes on, and so does the dance.

The clothes were soaked in wine, Yu Zheng wanted to cry, but she forced herself to argue, "I sold you five years of youth, and you gave me 5000 million, which is reasonable."

"On the phone, you also promised me personally."

"Young Master Heng, you must be honest in life. Why do you despise me like this?"

"Slutty?" Song Heng sat on the blanket with his hand on his left knee, "You think about the entertainment industry too simply."

"From the moment you promised me, you will have no freedom for the next five years."

Heart skipping a beat, Yu Zheng still leaned against the wall, "What do you mean?"

She has heard that the entertainment industry is not so easy to mess with.

But how difficult it is to mix, she actually has no idea.

At this moment, after listening to Young Master Heng's words, she faintly felt that there were pitfalls everywhere.

Song Heng picked up the document on the table and threw it on the table, "This is the contract. If you decide to sign a five-year contract with me, write your name on the last page and press your Fingerprints."

Although she had a bad premonition in her heart, her instinct still drove Yu Zheng to move over, picked up the document and looked through it.

The more she scrolled down, the more bitter she felt in her heart.

Suddenly, she retreated.

Song Heng guessed her thoughts, "I'm not that unkind, I thought about it, and I'll give you a [-]% commission on your total income."

[-]% commission?
Yu Zheng secretly calculated that if 1000 million was in her hands, it would only be [-].

"What I want is 5.00%." ​​She looked at Song Heng. "Based on 1000 million, I want 5.00%, which is only 50. To you, it's just a drop in the bucket."

(End of this chapter)