The sound, like a death sentence, left Su Xiaoxiao completely disoriented.
Was it Fu Wang who came to see her?
If things really turn out as she imagines, would she have the right to refuse?
Su Xiaoxiao stiffly tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a bitter smile.
Like a walking corpse, I walked step by step to the CEO's office.
"Knock, knock, knock." Su Xiaoxiao mechanically raised her hand and knocked on the door. "It's me, Su Xiaoxiao."
A response came quickly from inside the door: "Come in."
Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the door and the first thing she saw was the man in the high seat, dressed in a suit and tie.
She recognized the person; it was Sun Jin, Fu Wang's secretary.
To the outside world, Secretary Sun represented Fu Wang.
Sure enough, it was him.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if the sword hanging over her head had finally fallen, definitively sealing her fate.
Sun Jin: "Miss Su, please have a seat."
As Su Xiaoxiao sat down, Sun Jin pushed a document off the table and placed it in front of her.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the document in front of her with surprise and doubt: "What is this?"
Sun Jin raised his hand and gestured: "Open it and take a look."
Seeing that Sun Jin had no intention of answering her questions, Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and opened the document.
The first thing that catches the eye is the prominent text "Artist Management Contract".
She breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt puzzled.
She had already signed this contract when she joined the company, but now she's suddenly being asked to sign it again.
There is only one possibility.
Su Xiaoxiao quickly flipped through the contract, precisely capturing the information she wanted.
This contract is a Class A contract.
Those who can sign contracts of this caliber in the industry are all accomplished veterans.
Only those who have reached that level of success are qualified to be on equal footing with the company.
Now they're asking her to sign this kind of contract?
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Sun Jin in shock, "Secretary Sun, what does this mean?"
Sun Jin smiled politely, "Miss Su, this is President Fu's idea."
Fu Wang?
A ripple of emotion stirred within Su Xiaoxin.
Why did Fu Wang suddenly do this? What price will she have to pay for this contract?
Could it be, as I suspect, that he is controlling me in this way?
But this A-level contract was too tempting for her. With it, all difficulties, whether it was her mother's illness or her acting career, would be easily resolved.
As expected of the Fu family, offering an A-level contract right off the bat is giving her far too much credit.
Su Xiaoxiao twitched the corner of her mouth: "Can I ask why it's me? After all, I'm just an unknown little artist, this is such a surprise."
Sun Jin shook his head: "I don't know either. President Fu said it was his girlfriend's order."
At this point, even the usually composed Secretary Sun wore an indescribable expression. Heaven knows how much of a shock he felt when he heard those words in person yesterday.
The usually stern and unsmiling Yama suddenly broke into a heart-fluttering smile, as if spring had arrived. The sight... tsk tsk tsk.
The scene was too beautiful for him to bear.
"Huh?" Su Xiaoxiao opened her mouth wide in surprise.
What followed was a belated, overwhelming joy.
"Did President Fu really say that? He doesn't have any other requirements? Like, that I can't act or something?"
Sun Jin suddenly slapped her forehead: "Ah, there really is one, Miss Su, you've reminded me of that."
"What is it?" Su Xiaoxiao's heart jumped into her throat.
Seeing her nervous expression, Sun Jin suddenly felt like teasing her and deliberately put on a sad face.
"Sigh—Miss Su, please promise me you won't be too upset. What Mr. Fu did this time was really too much."
She was so anxious that she grabbed Sun Jin's arm and said, "Secretary Sun, please tell me quickly."
"The requirement is—" Sun Jin drawled, "You're not allowed to act in bad movies and offend his eyes."
What kind of requirement is that?
The taut string in Su Xiaoxiao's mind finally snapped, and she was so excited that she cried and laughed at the same time.
She inexplicably recalled a phrase her mother often used: "Heaven is watching what people do."
Has Heaven finally seen her?
"Thank you, Secretary Sun. May I ask who President Fu's girlfriend is? I'd like to thank her in person," Su Xiaoxiao asked earnestly.
Sun Jin: "I'm just an employee, no need to thank me. As for who President Fu's girlfriend is, I actually don't know. When I first joined the company, he didn't even have a female mosquito around him. Yesterday, he suddenly had a girlfriend out of nowhere, and I was wondering about it."
Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head in disappointment.
"But since she helped you this time, maybe you'll meet again in the future?" Sun Jin said with a smile.
She finally smiled through her tears: "Secretary Sun, you're right, thank you."
Su Xiaoxiao opened the document and carefully signed her name on the contract, stroke by stroke.
As the last stroke was made, it seemed as if some kind of constraint had been broken.
——
At this moment, Fu Wang was sitting in his office reviewing documents when he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Fu Wang put down the documents in his hand and rubbed his temples.
In order to make time for his date with Zhu Yu, he compressed all his work from the previous week into today, and has been working for nearly 20 hours straight without a break.
I was so tired that I started hallucinating.
He laughed self-deprecatingly.
Just then, my phone vibrated. It was a message from Sun Jin: "President Fu, Su Xiaoxiao has signed the contract. She even asked who your girlfriend is."
Fu Wang's lips curled up slightly as he recalled the image of Zhu Yu snuggling in his arms and acting coquettishly yesterday.
She was such a small person, but she had a terrible temper. If she was uncomfortable, she would throw a tantrum until she got what she wanted.
But if you go along with her, she becomes incredibly sweet, able to say anything that makes people blush and their hearts race, leaving them completely bewildered.
Such a good person, and it really is him.
Fu Wang was still feeling somewhat unreal.
But this did not stop him from seeking credit and rewards.
He dialed the number pinned to the top of his chat list, and the call was quickly answered. Zhu Yu's soft voice came through the receiver: "Hello? What's up?"
Fu Wang's fatigue from the whole day seemed to be swept away by this ordinary sentence.
He cleared his throat and said with a smile, "I've already had Secretary Sun take care of it."
Zhu Yu on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was talking about. "You had Secretary Sun apologize? How come Fu Wang is so good to me? He kept his promise so quickly. He's truly my little brother Fu, I like you so much~"
Her voice rose naturally at the end, and she showered people with compliments as if they were free, both charming and sweet.
"I like you too." Fu Wang chuckled, his ears turning a subtle red. "Since I've done so well, is there a reward?"
Zhu Yu pondered, "Hmm—let me think… how should I reward such a wonderful boyfriend?"
"Here's what we'll do: close your eyes and count to ten. When you reach the tenth, I'll appear in front of you."