Yan Yu looked surprised, and quickly took out the contract and flipped it over.
Sure enough, in the additional clauses, she saw this one.
In the entertainment industry, if an artist spreads a relationship, it will indeed have a great impact, whether it is a male star or a female star.
The reason why Qi Yan filed for divorce at the beginning was because his manager at that time asked him to dissolve the marriage and conceal it from the outside world.
Only in this way, Kang Heng will sign Qi Yan, give him resources, and let him debut.
You know, Qi Yan three years ago was a poor boy with nothing, and they rented their houses after they got married.
So there was this clause in the contract, Yan Yu thought about it, and felt that it was nothing.
She put the contract back and looked up at Qi Yan.
Qi Yan leaned against the desk, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at her with dim eyes.
The gaze was sizing up, probing, and slightly suspicious.
I wonder where my emotions just came from.
She said, 'When I have a relationship in the future, I will tell you and share it with you. '
This sentence made him very uncomfortable.
Just like the feeling when he proposed divorce three years ago, she nodded and agreed without hesitation, for fear that he would take it back if the promise was late, it was very uncomfortable.
She shouldn't have reacted like this, shouldn't have said such things.
In her eyes, he should be the only one who is right. From the beginning, yes, then naturally, it must be true.
There was a little shadow in those dark eyes, and Yan Yu was inexplicably afraid.
She looked away, thought for a while, and said carefully: "I have seen the terms, don't worry, I will definitely not fall in love within five years."
Qi Yan withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "It's good to know."
Yan Yu pursed his lips lightly: "Then Teacher Qi, there's nothing to do, I'll go back first."
He stood up straight: "I'll take you back."
"No, no, no." Yan Yu refused, "I can go back by myself, you are busy—"
"I'm done." Qi Yan interrupted, took the phone and car keys, and walked towards the office door first, "Let's go."
Yan Yu sighed and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
As a result, the second the office door opened, he was caught off guard by a loud noise.
"Miss Wen Yang, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that Teacher Qi isn't in the company? Miss Wen Yang!" Qi Yan's female secretary held Wen Yang back, and kept looking at the work that followed her. Personnel and security means to quickly drag people away.
I don't know why a person who has never been to Kang Heng can get on the elevator smoothly and arrive at the door of Qi Yan's office precisely all the way under the circumstances of so many people blocking him.
"I really have something to ask Teacher Qi. Don't stop me. I'll leave after I finish talking." Wen Yang wore a mask and spoke softly, but there was a bit of impatience in his eyes.
She was sure that Qi Yan was in the office. Just now downstairs, facing the staff who politely persuaded her to leave, she used the system to activate the 'Mind Reading' skill, and learned about Qi Yan's location.
Then, he used the system's 'dodge' function to avoid these blocking security guards and staff all the way, squeezed into the elevator, and reached the top floor smoothly.
He was just hugged by the secretary again.
The 'dodge' function has a time limit, it has just expired, and it can only be used once a day. She struggled with the annoying female secretary, but she couldn't get away. When she was thinking of a way, she saw Qi Yan who pushed the door out. She looked happy, but when she saw the words behind her, her joy disappeared.
This lingering talk!
The people present also saw Qi Yan who pushed the door out, and they all shouted respectfully: "Teacher Qi."
Qi Yan glanced at Wen Yang, then looked away, and landed on the staff behind him, frowning slightly, with an unhappy expression: "What's going on?"
The staff at the back felt tight: "Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, no one stopped me."
Wen Yang gently pushed away the female secretary who was blocking him, his complexion slowed down, and he said in a delicate and soft voice: "Mr. Qi, don't blame them, I insisted on coming up by myself. This time I came here just to get the money Back to you."
While talking, she took out a bulging envelope from her bag, walked to Qi Yan, and handed it to him.
Wen Yang raised his head, assuring himself that this angle is the most beautiful: "This is the compensation you asked your assistant to give me. I can't accept this money no matter what."
Her hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, and she was ready to accidentally touch it with Qi Yanyan's hand.
Ever since meeting Qi Yan and triggering the task of holding hands, this task has been repeated.
Each time was limited to forty-eight hours, and if she didn't complete it after forty-eight hours, a pimple would appear on her face. Then the countdown of forty-eight hours began again.
From the recording of the show to the present, there are already two pimples on her chin, one on the left and one on the right, which are very symmetrical and have a strong sense of presence. Even if she puts on makeup, she can't hide it. And the third acne is coming soon.
Since Wen Yang's debut, she has gained the nickname of the nation's first love and has a large group of fans, thanks to her flawless face.
She will have an event tomorrow, live broadcast.
She must not go on stage with acne!
So today Wen Yang has to complete the task of holding hands no matter what, and get rid of the pimples on his face.
This is even more urgent than her mission to conquer Qi Yan.
And after the bug was fixed in the system that day, several new skills were added, just enough for her to use.
But Qi Yan didn't intend to reach out to pick it up at all. Instead, he took a few steps back, stood beside Yan An, and glanced at the female secretary.
Wen Yang's smile choked, and the hand holding the money trembled slightly.
Her tone was pleading: "Mr. Qi, I know you don't care about the small money, but I really can't accept it." While talking, she wanted to step forward again, intending to force the envelope into Qi Yan's hands.
Then he was stopped by the secretary who responded immediately.
The female secretary stood in front of Qi Yan and took the envelope from Wen Yang's hand: "Miss Wen Yang, Mr. Qi has accepted the money. If there is nothing else, please leave."
The envelope was taken away, Wen Yang's palm was empty.
There is no excuse for her to hold hands forcibly, and Qi Yan is really accepted by others? !
Wen Yang gritted his teeth and had to think of another way.
She looked at Yan An.
With his big eyes open, Yan An, who was quietly watching the play, met Wen Yang's sight.
Eh? It seems to be a bit of a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Wen Yang said: "Yan Yu, did you come to see Teacher Qi today? What a coincidence, I planned to go to you after returning the money to Teacher Qi."
Yan Yu looked puzzled, and pointed to himself: "Looking for me?"
Wen Yang smiled: "Yes, I want to apologize to you. What happened to the suitcase that day was because I couldn't control my temper."
Wen Yang lowered his head slightly, and touched his mask: "It's almost time for dinner. To express my apology, I invite you to have dinner with Mr. Qi. How about it?"
Yan Yu frowned, tilted his head, and looked at Wen Yang.
When she was in the office just now, she thought Qi Yan was having an affair with Wen Yang.
But now it doesn't look like it. It seemed like Wen Yang wanted to have an affair with Qi Yan, but Qi Yan didn't want to.
So now, Wen Yang wants to borrow himself deliberately to have dinner with Qi Yan and cultivate their relationship?
She doesn't want to do such thankless things.
Mangosteen is so sweet, isn’t it good to eat mangosteen at home?
The three milk dolls in the family are so cute, why not go home and play with them?
Yan Yu coughed, and said seriously: "I accept your apology, and I don't need dinner. I have something to do at home, so I'm leaving first. But—"
She thought of Qi Yan who was about to send her home, and quickly left a sentence: "You can eat with Teacher Qi!"
After she finished speaking, she lifted her legs and slipped away.
However, the clothes behind the neck were grabbed by the person beside him.
Yan An, who ran two steps forward, seemed to be choked by fate and pulled back.
She grabbed her throat and hurriedly said, "Mr. Qi, I can't breathe anymore, Mr. Qi..."
Qi Yan glanced at her coldly, loosened her clothes, and grabbed her sleeves to prevent her from running away.
Then he looked at the secretary and ordered: "Hurry people away."
His patience had long been exhausted, he remembered that when the show was being recorded, this woman Wen Yang was very annoying, always dangling in front of him like a fly.
In his life, he hated flies the most.
She had already forgotten about it, but now, she came to the door by herself.
Qi Yan tugged at Yan An's sleeve, walked into the special elevator, no matter how Wen Yang yelled, he didn't respond at all.
What's the deal with a fly? Just trample to death.
In the elevator, Qi Yansong spoke, took out his mobile phone, wanted to make a call, and kicked Wen Yang out of the variety show recording of "The Smell of Fireworks in the World".
It's just that he paused and glanced at Yan Eucalyptus beside him.
Yan An was lowering his head and arranging his crumpled clothes, muttering softly.
I couldn't hear what he was saying, but he should probably be scolding him.
Qi Yan played with the mobile phone in his hand and asked, "Do you still want to continue recording variety shows?"
Yan Yu looked up: "What?"
"Lu Dongyang's movie will start soon, and the time will conflict with "The Smell of Fireworks". Sooner or later, you have to make a choice, whether it is a variety show or a movie." Qi Yan's voice was flat.
If you want to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry, good works are the key, so Yan Yu naturally prefers movies.
The reason why she agreed to sign the contract at a critical moment just now was because she wanted to act in a movie.
"But wouldn't this be too good? I've already recorded an episode of the variety show, and I've paid all the salary." Yan An pursed his lips, feeling a little sorry in his heart, and the fingers of both hands were circling around quickly .
Qi Yan had already heard what she meant, and curled his lips lightly: ""The Smell of Fireworks in the World" is produced by Kang Heng,"
His own estate doesn't matter. If there are two guests missing, just find someone to make up for it.
"In this case, let's quit the recording of the variety show. Yang Shen will inform you of the specific operation, and you can follow his instructions. When the time is right, I will take you to meet Lu Dongyang. In the past few days, you-" Qi Yan looked at her with a tone of voice Accept it, "Watch more movies and see how they make them."
Yan Yu nodded obediently: "Okay."
After dinner, Qi Yan sent Yan An back to 'her door', which is Changqing Community.
Yan An walked into the community with a normal expression, walked in three steps at a time, then slipped in when passing a big tree, got into the bushes, and secretly watched from the iron fence of the community. .
Qi Yan's car stayed at the door for a while, and when Yan An wondered why he didn't leave, the car started moving.
The low-key and luxurious luxury car left slowly, and disappeared after ten seconds.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and stayed where she was for another minute, making sure there was no problem, she walked out from the bushes.
The security guard at the gate was at the intersection, looking up and down at her strangely.
Yan An felt that if he was not a little girl, but a strong man, the security uncle would probably suspect that she was a villain and arrest her.
While thinking about it in her heart, a sweet smile appeared on her face: "Uncle has worked **** patrol, I just saw a stray cat ran in..."
Uncle Security looked away: "Hey, little girl, don't wander around in the bushes at night, be careful of encountering bad guys."
"Okay, okay, thank you uncle!" Yan Yu patted the grass leaves on his body, ran out of Changqing Community, and got on the bus to Changqingshan Community.
That's why she didn't want Qi Yan to send her home.
It's too much trouble orz
There was no one on the bus, so Yan Yu chose a seat by the window and took out his mobile phone.
It was Liang Baiyu's message, and she didn't have time to reply just now.
Cuckoo: So did you sign or not?
Eucalyptus Wants Small Money: Signed…
Eucalyptus wants small money: you go away! Qi Yan is not as scary as you said.
Cuckoo: Tsk tsk, how do you know? How long have you known him? So you start talking for him?
Eucalyptus wants small money: Now he is my boss, and it is my duty as an employee to actively maintain the image of the boss to the outside world.
Cuckoo: Come on, don't be poor with me. By the way, I forgot to ask you this afternoon, what is your newly sprouted child?
Eucalyptus wants small money: it’s mangosteen [Happy circle.jpg]
Cuckoo: Mangosteen...it's a good thing, it will bear fruit in the future, don't forget to give me some mangosteen to eat.
Eucalyptus wants small money: hehehe
Cuckoo:? What are you laughing at, so obscene?
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: To tell you the truth, my baby mangosteen is already bearing fruit [烟烟.jpg]
Cuckoo: what? ? ? Isn't it only three years old? ? ?
Eucalyptus wants small money: a natural genius, no way.
When the bus arrived at the stop, Yan Yu proudly sent the message and jumped out of the bus.
She was looking at her phone while walking, but she didn't notice that Qi Yan's car was following behind the bus.
Chatting with friends is still going on.
Cuckoo: Fuck! Can your IQ give birth to a genius?
Looking at Liang Baiyu's reply, Yan An was so angry that he flew up while typing, almost bumping his head into a roadside pillar.
On the opposite side of the road, Qi Yan parked his car under a tree. Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes, sat up straight, and almost said "Caution."
Fortunately, Yan Yu sensed something was wrong and stopped in time.
She looked at the pillar in front of her, patted herself on the chest, her face was filled with the joy of surviving the catastrophe.
Qi Yan shook his head, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
I played with my mobile phone all the way on the bus, and I continued to play when I got off the bus.
What is she doing? Playing games or chatting with someone?
Yang Shen said that she asked a friend about the contract in the afternoon, and then she showed regret.
Who is that friend? If she chats now, it won't be the same person, right?
Qi Yan frowned, with a haze in his eyes that he didn't know about.
On the other side of the road, Yan An was unaware of this.
After she finished editing, she angrily pressed the send button.
What does it mean that her IQ can also give birth to geniuses?
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Liang Gezi, you are dead. I wanted to send you some mangosteen to eat, but don’t think about it now!
Cuckoo: Will it really come to fruition?
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Yes, why did I lie to you?
Cuckoo: Tell me, what exactly are you looking for to double cultivate?
Yan An held the phone and walked into the alley while replying.
Seeing this, Qi Yan in the car planned to get out of the car and follow her.
She has always been very resistant to sending her home. There must be something tricky at home.
Just before getting out of the car, he frowned slightly.
I didn't wear a hat or a mask. If this goes on, it's easy to meet fans.
With this dazzled effort, Yan An's figure was no longer visible.
Qi Yan sat in the car for a while, took a deep look at the winding alleys surrounded by street lights, and left.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Said that I reproduce asexually!
Cuckoo: Only a fool would believe it. You are a money plant, and you have asexually reproduced a bunch of fruits and vegetables?
Eucalyptus wants small money: the world has changed, anything is possible.
Cuckoo: Hehe, you only gave birth to seeds a month after wearing it.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Yes, I devoted myself to researching the way of reproduction that month, and finally succeeded.
Cuckoo: It's fine if you don't say anything, I don't bother to care about you.
Cuckoo: By the way, since the third nephew will bear fruit at such a young age, you can send me some mangosteen and let him honor my uncle.
Cuckoo: Mangosteen is a bit expensive, and I lost money recently so I can’t afford it.
Eucalyptus wants small money: I can't even eat enough for myself! goodbye!
Yan Yu snorted, put his phone in his pocket, and turned left and right in the maze-like alley, bouncing and jumping towards home.
The enchantment can gather light at night, so inside the enchantment, the moonlight is much brighter than outside.
The moonlight shines on the lake and the grass, which is beautiful.
Three children were sitting in the grass, playing racing cars.
Yan Mengmeng held the remote control and showed the technology to her two younger brothers.
That toy racing car, in the uneven grass, obeys the command, goes straight, turns left, turns right, very flexible.
And the big rooster followed the racing car curiously, screaming.
Yan Zhuzhu was watching intently, with his hands folded around his chest, his face serious.
Yan Kuku eats mangosteen next to him.
Yan Yu stood on the edge of the barrier for a while, none of the three children noticed her.
Not even a big **** was found.
She rubbed her face and said loudly, "I'm back!"
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and the three children and a rooster turned their heads to look at it.
Yan Mengmeng was the most supportive. After putting down the remote control, she stood up and walked towards Yan'an with her short legs: "Mom, you are back!"
Yan Kuku sat motionless on the grass, but raised his head, swallowed the mangosteen in his mouth, and called, "Mom."
Yan Zhuzhu looked at his eldest brother, at his second brother, then at Yan Yu's eyes looking at him, and pursed his lips: "Mom."
Then he picked up the remote control that was lying on the grass and began to study the remote control racing car.
All three children called, and Yan An felt relieved.
She looked at Yan Mengmeng who was walking over, squatted down, and touched the child's head: "How is your day today, are the two brothers obedient?"
Yan Mengmeng nodded, but her face was a little depressed: "My brothers are very obedient, but mother—" He hesitated to speak.
Yan Yu pinched the child's face: "What's the matter?"
Yan Mengmeng's tone was sour: "Mom, my second brother and I studied with the third brother all afternoon, but we still haven't learned how to bear fruit."
Yan Yu looked at the dejected look of his eldest son, and his heart softened.
She looked at Yan Zhuzhu over there, and secretly whispered in the elder son's ear: "It's not normal to learn, it's not normal to be like Zhuzhu."
Yan Mengmeng was taken aback: "But brother Zhuzhu is very smart, brother Zhuzhu is not abnormal."
Yan Yu continued to whisper: "Your brother Zhuzhu is so smart and abnormal."
Yan Mengmeng tilted her head and thought for a while: "Brother Zhuzhu is a genius?"
Yan Yu nodded.
Yan Mengmeng lowered her head and looked at her shoes: "Then mom, why am I not a genius?"
He was really a little sour.
Yan Yu smiled and patted the leaf on the child's head: "Mom doesn't know either. But Mom is not a genius, and neither is your cool brother. Oh, by the way, your Uncle Pigeon is even worse."
She spread her hands: "Look, Mengmeng, geniuses are in the minority."
Yan Mengmeng blinked and digested herself: "But Mom, I'm still so sour."
Yan An thought for a while: "Then you change your mind. There are so few geniuses, but your younger brother. You can eat mangosteen every day from now on. If someone bullies you, you can ask your younger brother to beat you back. If the sky falls, your younger brother will take care of you." , after all he is tall, isn't he?"
Yan Mengmeng's eyes lit up, she figured it out, and her heart was no longer sour.
He hugged Yan An: "Thank you mom, but mom, I will still study hard to bear fruit. I don't want my brother to protect me, I want to protect my mother and my brothers."
Yan An's heart was sweet: "Mom's Mengmeng is awesome!"
After solving the psychological problems of the eldest son, Yan An led Yan Mengmeng and sat down on the grass.
Yan Kuku didn't think so at all, after all, to him, what's the difference between one bitter gourd and two bitter gourds?
What is the difference between a genius and a fool?
Bitter or bitter, sweet or sweet.
A genius is still a genius, and a fool is still a fool.
So it is better to eat mangosteen.
Yan An glanced at the mangosteens in front of him, there were about five or six more, she took one without hesitation, and said: "Kuku, eat less, be careful of tooth decay."
Yan Kuku threw the mangosteen skin into the wet trash can and corrected, "Mom, I don't have tooth decay."
Yan Eucalyptus: "If you eat too much sweet, you will get tooth decay."
Yan Kuku: "But I am a bitter baby."
Yan Eucalyptus: "..." Also. "But it's not easy for your brother Zhuzhu to bear fruit."
Yan Zhuzhu, who was playing racing with Yan Mengmeng, heard his name and turned his head: "It's okay, if it's not enough, I can make it."
Yan Kuku's bitter face beamed with joy: "Thank you brother!"
Yan Yu: "..." She thought for a while, stood up, found a plastic bag in the side pile of debris, then walked over with the bag, stopped in front of Yan Zhuzhu, and said with a sweet smile, "Bamboo Bamboo, can you make ten more? I will send it to your Uncle Pigeon tomorrow."
Yan Zhuzhu was silent for a while, then nodded, and the mangosteen on his head followed suit: "... yes."
Yan Yu smiled happily: "Thank you son!"
Yan Zhuzhu bears fruit very quickly, and the ten mangosteens will heal soon.
She didn't dare to let him tie too many knots, for fear of hurting her body, she stopped him after ten knots were completed, and handed him a glass of water: "Drink more water."
Yan Zhuzhu took the water glass: "Okay." He glanced at Yan Yu and said, "It's okay, I can make a hundred a day now without any problem."
Yan Yu: "..."
She doesn't understand the world of geniuses.
All she knew was that the mangosteen friends who were grown up in the past said that they could only make fifty at most in a day.
Yan Yu put together ten mangosteens, including the mangosteens that Yan Kuku hadn't finished eating, put them around, and took a photo.
She sent the photo to Moments to celebrate Yan Zhuzhu's birth.
[Today is a good day, from now on, I want to enjoy happiness~]
Qi Yan, who had just returned home, found this circle of friends in one swipe.
Have a good day? For signing a contract with him?
Qi Yan smiled lightly, gave her a thumbs up, and commented: 【The mangosteen is quite sweet, not bad. 】
The author has something to say: Yan Zhu: It's because I was born.