After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Manager Luo glanced at it and slammed his hand on the table, almost furious: "When did she get the full version of the contract?!"

The contract was actually signed with the help of the Zuo family, because Si Fuqing was not yet an adult at that time.

Tianle Media did not give her the contract at all.

But now, the overlord contract has been posted on the Internet in its entirety, and there is also the official seal of Tianle Media below.

Clearly written in black and white.

1. During the contract period, our company will take 90% of the remuneration received by Ms. Si Fuqing.

2. During the contract period, Ms. Si Fuqing shall not make any resource requirements to our company, and she must put the company's interests first and personal interests at the bottom.

...

17. Ms. Si Fuqing should cooperate with our company in various affairs, including but not limited to having received on behalf of others and taking corresponding responsibilities...

There are more than 60 of them, all of which are squeezed by Si Fuqing.

There are a lot of overlord contracts in the entertainment industry, but this is the first time even the industry has seen them.

Not to mention the mousses, even passers-by and netizens were stunned.

【What kind of overlord contract is this? Does Tianle Media regard itself as the emperor? 】

[Celebrities are people too, Tianle Media, do you see stars as people? ! 】

[I am really crying with anger, what kind of life has Qingqing lived through for the past three years? How could she endure it now? Tianle Media, you guys still have faces]

Just this overlord contract has turned the public opinion around.

Not to mention that Si Fuqing also posted a lot of chat records, all of which were oppressed by Tianle Media.

She told everyone with facts that Tianle Media did not give her any resources in the past three years.

Manager Luo's face was ashen, and his anger almost didn't come up: "She's really going to rebel! Where's Feng Peizhi? Let her come over, immediately ask Si Fuqing to delete this Weibo, and then apologize and clarify!"

The manager of the public relations department wiped his sweat: "Yes, yes, I'll go right now."

Manager Luo's eyes were gloomy.

There is one and two, not over and over again.

He didn't care how much trouble Si Fuqing caused Tianle Media in the past few months.

This time it is impossible to let it go.

At the banquet at the end of the month, he will directly sell Si Fuqing to several big bosses.

Look how arrogant she is!

Si Fuqing posted a marketing account on Weibo, and Shui Jun was caught off guard.

Before they could react, the second Weibo appeared.

[@斯福清V: Fans don’t need to help me, I will do it myself, I am not posting this to make you sympathize with me, but to fight for and recover benefits, and to let those who have the same experience gain experience.

And you @ Meng Xue, take care of your fans, don't dance with me, and give you some virtue. 】

There has always been a saying in the circle, fans are fighting, and if the main player ends up, they lose.

But Si Fuqing didn't just end the game, he even called Meng Xue's name.

Meng Xue's response was no, and it was no if he didn't respond.

Someone touched Meng Xue's super words and saw that she frequently went offline and offline many times during this period, but she did not speak.

[Meng Xue's fans are scolding really dirty, and they can use such ugly words to a girl. 】

[I don't think Si Fuqing lost in the end. She restrained her fans and was much stronger than Meng Xue. Sooner or later, Meng Xue was killed by her crazy fans. 】

[Compared with Si Fuqing, Meng Xue is really low, incomparable. 】

【Support Si Fuqing to terminate the contract! Garbage company, quickly disappear from the entertainment industry! 】

Mousses: "..."

They seem to be out of place once again.

At this time, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School Class 7, this is a self-study class.

Nian Yi'an watched his deskmate's head slam on the table, and the sound of "dong" shocked him.

Seeing that she was about to kowtow again, he quickly put his hand under her forehead: "Are you all right?"

When the tablemate finally recovered, she said quietly, "I think I'm useless."

"Ah?" Nian Yi'an couldn't help laughing. "You are the top three in the grade. If you are useless, then what am I?"

"Look, it's this woman, she makes me useless." The tablemate pointed indignantly at the photo attached to his stationery box, "She's on her own again, she's usually so Buddhist, she gets excited every time she fights. Ugh."

Nian Yi'an looked at Si Fuqing's photo and was silent for a moment: "Why did you get on yourself?"

"Tianle Media is a rubbish company." The same table looked around and whispered, "Qingqing finally terminated the contract with this company today! I'm going to write a few more papers to celebrate!"

Nian Yi'an pursed her lower lip: "Is there any news, can I see it?"

His deskmate did remind him that he should download some social software and keep track of his cousin's latest news.

The same table handed over the phone.

After reading all the Weibo, Nian Yi'an took a slow breath and clenched her fists.

There was a crackling sound in the back bone.

The burning sensation is stronger.

The tablemate was at a loss: "What's the sound?"

"It's nothing, you heard it wrong." Nian Yi'an's eyes narrowed and her smile was deep and charming. "Do you have any extra time to help me with English and Chinese?"

"No problem." The same table agreed, "Because you're a male fan, I'll help, oh, I'm going to super talk and say I know a male mousse, but you're not a rare animal, we love There are so many male fans."

Nian Yi'an: "..."

He is indeed a fan.

And he's a crazy fan.

Who made his cousin still the famous NINE god.

"Well, thank you." Nian Yi'an got up, "I will repay you."

He left the classroom, came to the end of the corridor, and dialed Si Fuqing's number.

"Sister Qingqing, are you alright?" Nian Yi'an's voice sank, "Do you need my help? My computer skills are pretty good, maybe I can help."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing said in a lazy tone, "I heard from my aunt that you need to study hard. When I get home, I will check your homework. You have to work hard."

"Well, I will." Nian Yi'an thought of his tablemate, "Sister Qingqing, do you have some autographed photos for me? I'm coughing... My tablemate is your fan."

"Yes." Si Fuqing said, "Give me your address, and I will let Shanglu send it to you."

For this promotion of RM, Si Fuqing took many sets of makeup photos, and the brand made a beautiful photo album and gave her a few boxes.

After she took out a set and signed it, she asked Shanglu to send it.

Then she sat down at the computer and tapped her fingers on the keyboard.

Soon, one by one programs are generated and run.

Si Fuqing unscrewed a bottle of Coke and was about to drink it, when her nose moved, she suddenly smelled the familiar smell of blood.

At the same time, Feng San's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Ninth Brother!"

Si Fuqing's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately pushed the door and went out, seeing the blood smeared on Yu Xiheng's white shirt: "Boss, are you injured?"

"Small injury." He sat down, his voice was light, without any fluctuations, "It's not in the way."

"There is blood on the clothes, or is it a small injury?" Si Fuqing frowned, "Come here and I'll show you."

Yu Xiheng paused, then followed her into the bedroom.

"Take off your clothes." Si Fuqing felt that these three words were a bit wrong, and added, "I mean, you have to take off your clothes before I can show you the wound."

Yu Xiheng's brows moved slightly: "I know, no need to explain."

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and sure enough, took off his shirt.

The man's tough abdomen has very light scars, which are obviously old injuries.

Si Fuqing went around behind him and saw that there was a palm-length hole under his back, and blood was gurgling out.

She sat down, took out the medical needle and thread from the first aid kit, and began to sew the wound after sterilizing it.

Halfway through the sewing, Si Fuqing asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yu Xiheng's voice was quiet: "It's okay."

"Oh, then I'll be gentle." Si Fuqing moved lightly. "It's not too big, and the sewing will be finished soon. Please bear with it, why are you injured? I'll follow you next time you go out."

Yu Xiheng hummed.

After Si Fuqing finished sewing the wound, he took out the bandage again, wrapped his hand around his waist and started wrapping it from the front.

After quitting the role of the doctor, the scene in front of him has not changed, but something has changed.

The man's back is long and slender, the back bone is clear, warm and broad.

Down to the waist, the muscle lines are very beautiful.

Perfect figure, golden ratio.

Sculptures by sculptors are incomparable.

Si Fuqing touched it subconsciously.

It feels good in the hand.

She touched it again, down her back to her waist.

The room was quiet, but there seemed to be a slight sigh of breathing.

After a long while, a voice rose faintly: "Have you touched enough?"

Si Fuqing looked at her and touched her waist: "No."

Yu Xiheng turned her head.

The narrow and long Ruifeng eyes are as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to distinguish the depth.

Si Fuqing: "..."

What is she saying?

"Boss, I'm checking to see if you have any internal injuries." Si Fuqing's expression remained unchanged, she quickly tied the bandage to him, then stood up, unaffected at all, "It doesn't seem to be, the boss is as expected. Boss, you are in great shape."

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is her boss who is embarrassed.

Yu Xiheng raised her head to look at her.

Si Fuqing finally chose to flee the scene of the death immediately: "Ningning and I have an appointment for a late night snack, I'll go first!"

He watched her leave quickly and closed the door, his eyebrows raised again, and he took out a clean shirt and put it on again.

outside the door.

Canyon just felt strange: "Why is Jiu Ge injured? Although there are a lot of people, but Jiu Ge's legs are healed now and there is no labor pain. How could he be injured?"

Shen Ying and Feng San were also silent.

The three have big eyes to small eyes.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you guys, I'll go online and ask." Canyon took out his mobile phone, "I recently discovered that the Internet is a good thing, and I also found several interesting forums."

Feng San and Shen Ying both gathered around.

Canyoning entered the question in the post box, and then described it carefully.

[Question]: If a very powerful man is suddenly injured, but he should not have been injured, what is going on?

Soon there will be many replies below.

【He cheated! Got chopped off! 】

[Fart, let me say, this man must be very scheming, he is deliberately trying to make girls feel bad for him. 】

[The front row is cute, handsome, and a loyal boyfriend. 】

[How can this broken forum accept anything...]

"What's the matter." Feng San's head grew bigger, "What forum are you entering? This answer is simply irrelevant."

"Oops!" Xi looked down, "I made a mistake, how did I enter the emotional forum, wait, I'll change it."

Feng San: "..."

He shouldn't have any hope of canyoning.

**

Tianle Media can be said to have fallen into the biggest stalemate in history today.

Before Feng Peizhi could contact Si Fuqing, Ling Feng sent the lawyer's letter first.

Manager Luo looked at the lawyer's letter, and for the first time there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

Only then did he know that Si Fuqing was really prepared this time, and he didn't just casually say harsh words on the Internet.

She had too much evidence in her hands, plus the Star Court Law Firm and Ling Feng's undefeated myth, even if Tianle Media's legal team all appeared, it wouldn't be able to stop the termination of the contract.

But the company's reputation cannot be slandered by Si Fuqing.

Manager Luo threw the lawyer's letter directly on Feng Peizhi's face: "I haven't been contacted yet? Waste!"

Finally, at noon the next day, Feng Peizhi finally contacted Si Fuqing after changing numerous mobile phone numbers.

She was furious, and scolded her face: "Si Fuqing, let me tell you, I have your photo in my hand, you know what it is, you can destroy your photo, and quickly delete your Weibo, otherwise I will Post all these pictures of you!"

"And Jiang Changning's, I have it too, aren't you guys marketing sisterhood? You just want to pull her into the water?"

She has all the private photos of the five girls in the starry sky.

Feng Peizhi always leaves a line for himself when he does things.

If she loses her job in the future, she can make a fortune selling these private photos to the media.

"The photo, ruined me?" Si Fuqing's eyes gradually cooled down, and the killing intent suddenly grew, she was not in a hurry, "Then look at it now, is there any more."

In this wave, Qingqing sold himself without knowing it, you emperors have a black heart!

Your Majesty seems to be one of my most scheming male protagonists (?

Tilt: QAQ