The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

When they passed by each other, Ji Yanzhi looked back at her, glared at her fiercely, and threatened her: "Don't bother him, otherwise, don't blame me for beating a woman."

When Qiao Yan thought of the joy she felt when she saw them at Peking University, she felt as if she was filled with the primeval world and was drowned by the flood.

Then they took Li Jingxing away.

Li Jingxing looked at her stunned expression, not knowing what she was thinking. He flicked the ash from his cigarette and said in a low voice, "But we have to agree on three rules."

Qiao Yan came back to her senses and shook her head to clear the memories in her mind. She immediately sat up straight and became a good girl: "Yeah, go ahead."

The man said calmly with cold eyes: "First, if you are not popular in two years, you will quit the entertainment industry."

Qiao Yan's face was tense: "Two years, is it too short?"

"How about three years?"

For two years, she really didn't have the courage to make herself famous.

The man glared at her and said, "No bargaining allowed."

When Qiao Yan heard this, she immediately became angry. If this man wanted to suppress her, no matter how beautiful she was, even if she worked hard for a hundred years, she would have to get out of the entertainment industry!

Li Jingxing guessed what she was thinking by looking at her expression.

The man sneered, his brows gloomy: "I won't kill you all."

Qiao Yan didn't believe it.

Li Jingxing knew she didn't believe him, and he was too lazy to explain to her: "Second, I will sign you and give you the resources."

"But whether it will be popular or not depends on your own fate."

In the entertainment industry, having just a pretty face is not enough.

How many women here have the backing of a powerful force, sufficient resources, and have worked hard to squeeze in, with announcements flying everywhere and using all kinds of means to hype themselves up, yet are still not very popular.

In the entertainment industry, it’s not enough to just rely on looks; you also have to rely on luck and solid acting skills.

Qiao Yan pursed her lips in dissatisfaction: "If you only give me some bad resources, I think it will be difficult for me to become popular."

The man was so angry that his blood boiled. He stared at her coldly, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Qiao Yan: “…”

Telling the truth can also make you angry.

Li Jingxing said in a low voice: "Yan Yuehan's agent will take you."

Yan Yuehan’s agent is a gold medal agent, his name is Cheng Yue, and he is 38 years old this year.

This woman has a keen sense of the entertainment industry. She is professionally trained, ruthless, and has a quick and accurate vision. She knows too well what fans want to see and will deliberately cater to their preferences.

Qiao Yan had heard of this agent, who had brought up many successful artists.

So she nodded: "Okay."

She looked up at him: "What about the third one?"

Li Jingxing extinguished the scarlet cigarette butt in his hand and said coldly, "No kissing scenes or overly intimate bed scenes."

The man looked at her with dark and deep eyes: "This is my bottom line."

Qiao Yan frowned and looked up at him: "I can promise you, but I'm a newcomer, how can I challenge the director?"

She looked at him dimly: "Do you want me to quit the circle soon?"

Li Jingxing: "Your agent will solve it for you."

Qiao Yan thought about it and agreed: "Okay."

At worst, she would work hard and grit her teeth during the contract period.

Li Jingxing looked at her heroic and proud little face. The man's handsome face was shrouded in shadow. He touched his back teeth and walked out of the shadow with his tall and straight body.

The man stood in front of her and raised his hand to touch her cheek: "Are you full?"

Qiao Yan: "Well, I don't want to eat anymore."

She had to get out of bed and study the script!