Super Broker/C9 How can dreams be shattered
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C9 How can dreams be shattered

As for how much she could give him, that was the result of discussions among the executives of the company. In my opinion, hundreds of thousands of dollars shouldn't be enough to escape. After all, no matter how small the company was, it was still a spokesperson.

After washing my face and rinsing my mouth, I finally fell asleep. In my sleep, Wang Jing had become a big star, and the Entertainment Culture Corporation that I founded had a dozen or so artists sitting around. These artists were all worth millions and had a certain amount of influence.

When the morning light shone into the room, I finally reached my waist and woke up.

Thinking back to last night's dream made me laugh, but I still have to be realistic, because my cultural class in the drama school is basically over, so in the last year I had to hand in my graduation thesis and live the rest of the time. This is also why I don't go to school, of course, many of my classmates also live in school now, after all, they don't have to pay rent.

At this moment, all I could think of was the capital chain. I felt that I should start a culture company, even if it's just a leather company, I had to register a company and let Wang Jing be my artiste.

Registered companies cost more than 1000 yuan, and I could easily find Yellow Ox to run errands for me. However, I needed to find a place to work. At that moment, I was thinking of a number of living quarters.

After breakfast, I went to the real estate agent and asked for the house. The house recommended by the agent was about fifty-five square meters, with two floors, and it could be used for work. As for the rooms above, it was still available for living at a price of two thousand, which was already considered pretty good in our second-tier city.

After paying three bets and paying eight thousand yuan, I looked at the renovated house and felt that there were a few desks missing. At that moment, my phone rang.

"Senior, Lan Fei company hasn't called me yet. Could something have happened?" Wang Jing's voice came over the phone.

Hearing Wang Jing say this, I looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock, but I didn't expect to have to work all morning to rent a house.

"That won't happen. I'll definitely call you at one or two in the afternoon. Fang Hao said he would be here today." I tried to comfort her.

"Oh, where are you, senior?" Wang Jing spoke again.

"I rented a house. I plan to start a culture and entertainment company." I hurriedly explained.

"Wow, senior is so amazing." Wang Jing praised.

Formidable? The company had yet to register. He needed to think of a rather resounding name and make a signboard with an official seal on it. Although it was said that the sparrows were small, the five organs must be complete.

After chatting for a bit longer with Wang Jing, I moved all of the cameras in my golden cup car in, closed the door, and drove directly to a few agencies that specialize in registering companies.

After spending almost 1,500 yuan and naming the company 'Zenith Culture', Yellow Ox said that Yellow Ox would be able to come down with a business license within two weeks.

Hehe, as long as my company is established, then I can be considered to have a proper job in the future. Although I only have Wang Jing under my command, her resume is linked to my company.

After a busy morning, I casually ate some lunch at noon. Time passed silently like this. I had already driven to the entrance of the Drama Academy to wait, but Wang Jing never called.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Why wasn't Wang Jing calling yet? Did she go to Lanfei's company by herself to sign on? Would she dump me?

When I thought of this, I hurriedly called Wang Jing.

"Hello, senior."

"What do you mean? What did Lan Fei say?" I asked.

"Lanfei didn't call me at all." Wang Jing said helplessly.

"That's not right, isn't it already decided on the board? Strange." I frowned.

"Senior, did you hear wrongly on the phone yesterday?" Wang Jing asked uncertainly.

Did I hear wrong? How is this possible!? There was no one else besides Wang Jing to discuss this matter. This was not the National Model Competition, so there would be a lot of uncertainties.

"Junior, I'll be waiting for you at the school gate. Come out for a moment." I thought about it, then said.

Soon, Wang Jing got in the car and met me. I looked at the time and knew that it would be 3: 00 if we dragged it on any longer. We might really lose our business this time.

"Senior, I feel that something is wrong." Wang Jing said.

"Phew!" "I'll call Fang Hao right now and ask." I took a deep breath.

I took out my cell phone and dialed.

"Hey, Little Feng." Fang Hao's voice came over the phone.

"Brother Hao, how did it go yesterday? When did it become time for Wang Jing to sign the contract?" I asked straight to the point.

When he said that, Fang Hao, who was on the other side of the phone, stuttered, as if something really did happen.

"What's wrong, Brother Hao? Did something happen?" My breathing immediately became heavier. If Wang Jing's job as the spokesperson went down the drain, I would be done for.

"Little Feng, I really can't help you with this matter. Wang Jing really met the standards of our Lan Fei company's spokesperson, and we, Chairman Qin, are also quite satisfied, but the problem is that Chairman Qin has a niece named He Jiajie. This young lady is a model, and she heard that there was a spokesperson yesterday who insisted that they reopen the election. Fang Hao spoke word for word, and by the time he finished, my heart had turned cold.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, are you alright?" Fang Hao saw that I didn't reply, so he quickly asked.

"Brother Hao, I'll be troubling you for the next two days. I'm fine." I hung up.

"Senior, what's the situation?" Wang Jing saw me hang up the phone and looked at me expectantly.

"This matter was a little unexpected. Chairman Qin's niece said that she wanted to speak about the spokesperson. This matter …" I didn't want to see Wang Jing's disappointed expression. This matter came too suddenly.

As for me, I looked up to see tears welling up in her eyes. Yesterday, we cheered in joy, but today, we are like wandering losers. I was even setting up a company to act as a manager.

"Senior, we have failed. Our dreams have been shattered by reality!" Wang Jing slowly opened her mouth as tears poured out of her eyes.

"H-How could it be a failure? Isn't Chairman Qin's niece called He Jiajie? I-I can't let her be the spokesperson!" I comforted Wang Jing while babbling nonsense. Even if I really failed, I would still try to save my face at the final moment.

"To prevent Chairman Qin's niece from being the spokesperson? Senior, are you joking? " Wang Jing opened her eyes wide. She looked at me in disbelief, obviously skeptical.

"Who am I? I'm your senior! I'll go create a bad news about this He Jiajie!" I quickly started the car and drove in the direction of Lanfei.

My mind was in a mess. I was driving, but I could clearly see from the corner of my eyes that Wang Jing was still holding onto her hope. She actually still believed that I could turn the situation around even now.

I don't know, but I know that no one can help me now. The only person who can help me to succeed is myself, even if the chances of success are very, very low.

The car quickly stopped in front of Lan Fei's company's parking lot. At this moment, Wang Jing and I didn't get out of the car. We looked at each other, and I gave her a resolute look.

Coincidentally, not long after I arrived, a young woman from the first floor of Lan Fei's company walked out. She was carrying a branded bag, and her height was about 1.7 meters. Not only was she pretty, but she was also dressed very stylishly.

"It seems like this woman is He Jiajie, Chairman Qin's niece!" My eyes narrowed.

"Senior, the car she is driving is a BMW." Wang Jing followed my gaze and saw He Jiajie take out a car key. With a few steps, she walked in front of a BMW.

"It's only a BMW x1, it's nothing much. Let's keep up." I spoke cautiously, and the car began to move.

Hmph, no matter who you are, if you want to tear my dream apart, I will make you pay the price. He Jiajie, you and I have never met.

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