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Lin Wanwan’s words were like a slap in the face, making Qin Xiangyu’s expression change.
She wanted to rebut but wasn’t sure what to say. She was so angry that her face flushed red.
Su Maner handed her a cup of lemon water. “Xiangyu, why are you bickering with a person who’s only good at being glib? This battle only concerns the three of us. Meng Lu, am I right?”
Although Meng Lu and Su Maner were not on good terms, she agreed with these words. She nodded, as if forced into it.
“Meng Lu, come over here and take a seat too.”
Meng Lu hesitated for a while but eventually walked over.
Lin Wanwan saw that the three of them were seated in a row far away from her. She could not help but snort lightly.
Hah, it was a group that was running against her.
Lin Wanwan could not be bothered to look at their expressions of disdain. She dug out her mobile and played with it.
A few minutes later, the door was pushed open.
“Hello, everyone. I’m the director of ‘King of Limits,’ Wu Mingtian.”
The man smiled as he spoke. A man who looked like he was in his thirties and was wearing a suit and leather shoes was standing next to him. He was not considered handsome but was gentle and elegant.
“This is our investor, Mr. Li.”
All four of them, including Lin Wanwan, stood up and greeted the two of them.
“Director Wu, Mr. Li.”
Wu Mingtian smiled and said, “We would like all four of you to share your views about the program with us separately. Why don’t Ms. Meng Lu start first?”
Meng Lu walked over. Wu Mingtian told the remaining three people, “Please wait here for a while.”
Within ten minutes, Meng Lu returned. Her expression was still considered calm, but her eyes were a bit dark.
Su Maner suspected that she didn’t get selected and tried to probe, “What did Director Wu ask?”
Meng Lu laughed coldly and replied bluntly, “Why should I tell you!”
She didn’t care that Su Maner’s face had turned ugly in an instant. She picked up her bag and left.
Lin Wanwan understood that Meng Lu must have been rejected.
A woman dressed like a secretary said politely, “Ms. Qin, please come in.”
Similarly, within ten minutes, Qin Xiangyu returned.
This time around, without Su Maner asking, Qin Xiangyu had already leaned over to her side. In a voice that only the two of them could hear, she said, “Sister Maner, the director asked me how much my performance fee is. Also, compared to the other competitors, what my pros are.”
Su Maner’s eyes shone. She smiled and said, “Thank you for being willing to tell me these.”
Qin Xiangyu smiled indifferently. There was a transcendence that was deliberately created.
“I’m not like a certain someone who likes to hide around. Although the director didn’t pass me directly, I estimate I don’t stand much chance. It looks like this regular female emcee position will be yours.”
A glimmer of joy flashed past Su Maner’s eyes. She pretended to be shy and said, “Don’t say that. The results are not out yet.”
Seeing the two of them behaving intimately, Lin Wanwan raised her eyebrow.
Was Qin Xiangyu trying to suck up to Su Maner and become her girlfriend?
She was really narrow-minded.
From Xia Yili to Han Zixi, hadn’t those “girlfriends” ended up in a pitiful state after being used by Su Maner?
When it was Su Maner’s turn, Wu Mingtian and Mr. Li asked her the same question. Su Maner’s heart already had an answer.
“My ideal performance fee is 28 million dollars a season.”
Upon hearing this, Wu Mingtian and Mr. Li looked at each other and frowned slightly.
This price was much higher than what they had expected. Even the previous ones, Meng Lu and Qin Xiangyu, had reported slightly over 10 million dollars.