Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 220 "I Don't Sell Anymore"

Eno.

How could the boss of Shengxing Film and Television Media be Jiang Ye?

Jiang Ye's eyes froze, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling an inexplicable coldness.

He stepped forward and sat down in the empty seat at the top.

"What are you doing standing? Sit." Jiang Ye said abruptly.

Su Yanren was still stiff. When she was seated, she accidentally touched hot tea, and the teacup fell to the ground instantly. She let out a soft cry, and the crisp sound of glass breaking was especially obvious in the quiet conference room.

Fang Tong pulled her away, "Are you okay?"

"Did you get burned?"

Su Yan shook her head, took the paper towel handed over by Fang Tong, and wiped away the water stains on the table. Someone had already told others to clean it up.

Su Yan changed seats, still clutching a tissue in her hand, sitting upright, breathing heavily and slowly.

After the episode, let's get down to business.

Speaking of Su Yan's book.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about. Fang Tong has already arranged everything for her, and she only needs to sign her name.

But at this moment, Su Yan's mind is in a mess, all he thinks about is why Jiang Ye is Sheng Sheng's boss, why he insists on buying the film and television copyright of her book, is it...he already knows something?

"...Su Yan, Su Yan?"

Fang Tong handed her the document and pen, seeing her lost in thought, touched her shoulder.

The double-shadowed deep vision suddenly brightened. Su Yan stared at the contract in front of her, looking at the column of Party B, and the pen in her hand suddenly became extraordinarily heavy.

"I……"

Su Yan closed her eyes and said softly, "I won't sell it anymore."

As soon as these words came out, the conference room that still had some words went silent.

Fang Tong's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't ask loudly in front of so many people, so he lowered his voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? It was fine just now. Didn't we make it clear before?"

"Editor, I'm sorry..."

"Which aspect is Miss Su dissatisfied with—"

Before Su Yan finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by a cold male voice.

Jiang Ye's eyes were dark, he stared at her with a slightly raised brow, his gaze was deep and dense.

"Funding or casting? Or is it the director?" Jiang Ye continued: "You are the screenwriter, you can modify the script, and you can use whoever you like in the casting, or you can add another 100 million to the copyright fee."

As soon as Jiang Ye finished speaking, many people present sighed.

After all, Su Yan wasn't very popular, she didn't have many fans, and she was just a small person. Her initial copyright fee for "Xia Ye and Secret Love" was 200 million. Later, because she disagreed, it was raised by another 100 million, and the final price was set at 500 million.

If you add another 100 million now, it will be 600 million.

Fang Tong thought that the film and television copyright of one of her popular authors was only sold for 580 million before, and there were not as many favorable conditions as Su Yan. So far, there has been no news of the shooting of the copyright.

On the contrary, it was Su Yan's book, not to mention the high price, and Shengxing also gave her good treatment. From Jiang Ye's words, it seemed that she would arrange everything except for Su Yan's filming.

Thinking about it, Fang Tong's eyes fell on Su Yan, and he looked up and down, but he didn't see anything.

But the most urgent thing to solve is why Su Yan regretted not signing the contract.

Choose not to sell copyright.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Yan, and she could feel her scalp tingling.

"No." She shook her head.

Before he had time to speak, Fang Tong stood up and said to everyone: "I'm sorry, there may be some misunderstanding in the middle, Su Yan and I will go out and talk again, sorry."

After speaking, he took Su Yan and walked out the door.

(End of this chapter)