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Chapter 972: Take Me To Earn Money

Shen Xun spread his hands. “Big Bro, come be the judge.”

Li Sinian tried his best to remain invisible. Everyone present was a big shot; he couldn’t afford to offend any of them.

“Shen Xun, if you dare to say another word, I’ll get Yaoyao to beat you to death!”

“Tch…”

Shen Xun was amused. “What does this have to do with my Big Bro?”

Song Yaoyao speechlessly lifted her stool and moved to the side.

She looked like an old monk meditating. You guys settle it yourselves, don’t bother me.

Tang Xinrou snorted. She couldn’t be bothered dealing with him.

An Feiran patted her head and silently comforted her. Then, he turned to Shen Xun and said, “Alright, enough is enough.”

“I think you are the ones who need to know what’s enough.”

Other than Song Yaoyao, everyone else acted as if they understood everything, but they didn’t say anything.

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and couldn’t be bothered with these stupid humans.

After this small interlude, everyone finally started to eat quietly.

Li Sinian looked at Song Yaoyao and wanted to say something, but he hesitated.

Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows. “Do you have something to say to me?”

Yu Sitian slowly took a sip of her drink and quietly sat beside Li Sinian like a pretty vase.

Li Sinian smiled in a fawning manner. “It’s like this. I wonder if Miss Song has any plans to shoot a new drama recently?”

“Do you want to…?”

Li Sinian nodded. “Yes, I wonder if you can give me a chance. Miss Song, take me along to earn money.”

Actually, it didn’t matter whether he earned money or not. As long as he could work with Song Yaoyao, he would have a say in the Li family.

And his illegitimate siblings would not get the chance to step all over him.

“Not yet.”

“Oh… Th-that’s fine. As long as Miss Song notifies us when she’s filming a new drama in the future, I’ll be there immediately with money and manpower!”

Shen Xun snorted with an ambiguous smile and leaned against the back of his chair.

Under the table, Yu Sitian’s hand was gently touched.

She pouted her lips and knew what Li Sinian was hinting at. However, she could not say it when she looked at Song Yaoyao’s face.

Previously, she had gone too far with her attitude. At that time, Song Yaoyao didn’t do anything wrong. Yu Sitian was the one who was prejudiced; just because she hated the rich, she treated her rudely.

Yet Song Yaoyao didn’t hold any grudges and signed her into her studio.

Although she didn’t know why it hadn’t been officially announced yet, her conditions had indeed improved all of a sudden.

Yu Sitian was very grateful to Song Yaoyao for this.

Sure, the contract was very strict. It was like a contract to sell one’s body, and it even lasted 20 years. But Yu Sitian didn’t think that she could maintain her popularity for that long.

Song Yaoyao’s studio thought too highly of her.

Or perhaps, it was for another reason?

Li Sinian didn’t get a response and was still angry when he saw Song Yaoyao nod. “No problem, I don’t have a business card. If you need anything, look for my assistant. He will do everything.”

“Okay! Y-yes! Thank you, Miss Song!” Li Sinian did not expect the surprise to come so quickly. He nodded his head repeatedly to express his gratitude, but soon he felt awkward. “But, Miss Song, your assistant is…”

“This is his business card.”

Song Yaoyao’s social interaction was very simple. There were only a few people on WeChat who were on good terms with her.

Even the big shots who needed her treatment had only contacted her through Huo Jiu or through Elder Shen’s connections.

Song Yaoyao did not plan to print her business card now, nor did she plan to do so in the future.

“Thank you, Miss Song. Thank you!”

Li Sinian took the business card with both hands. When he saw the name on the card, he instantly lit up.
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