Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

The man put the contract on the table and said in a flat tone.

Su Bei was shocked for a while, and she won the contract termination.

Yes, it was the one she had planned.

Looking up at Mo Qianshan, Subei's brows were deep, "Mr. Mo, what do you mean by doing this?"

He even directly asked Huanyu to sign the contract and paid the penalty!

My God, what's the situation?

Mo Qianshan said, "I have read your script and I admire your talent. Of course, the reason why I want to invest is not only that. I am a businessman and I value business opportunities. I just returned to China to develop. One project is preparing to enter the film and television industry. And your movie has not been broadcast before it becomes popular, and the box office is absolutely guaranteed. I also saved a lot of operating expenses. Why not?"

He slowly brought the tea cup to his lips and said in a low voice, "Don't you think this is the best choice for me?"

Subei smiled slightly, "This is indeed the best choice for Mr. Mo, but after the contract is terminated, I want to finish writing the script with peace of mind, and then consider the movie."

Mo Qianshan smiled, and his faint Sangyin was comfortable and casual, "Yes, I'll wait for you to finish the script. It doesn't matter whether you sign with me or not at that time."

Subei took a deep breath, "Please tell me the amount of liquidated damages. I will call your account within three days."

Mo Qianshan smiled and said, "No, just treat it as a self-proclaimed compensation. Even if you don't choose to sign with me at that time, you won't have to repay the penalty."

Subei shook his head and said seriously, "This can't work. How can I ask for your money? No matter whether you sign or not, you shouldn't come out."

The man still said calmly, "A gentle person like Miss Su, talking about money will defile you. And I'm not interested in talking about it today."

Subei frowned, "Mr. Mo, no matter what, I must pay you back the money."

Mo Qianshan nodded, "Okay, it's up to you."

He paused and continued, "I don't know, did Miss Su find her father?"

Su Bei's eyes dimmed suddenly, she shook her head, her smile was a bit far-fetched, "He's gone."

Mo Qianshan's eyebrows sank, "Did he die?"

Subei nodded, "Yes."

"I'm so sorry to make you sad."’

The man said in a low voice.

Subei shook his head, "It's okay."

Mo Qianshan looked at Subei's eyes with warmth, "Am I really like your father?"

Northern Jiangsu looked at him, "Neither."

"You ran behind my car that day, I was really surprised by you for a while," Mo Qianshan said slowly.

Subei smiled slightly, "Sorry, your back is actually very similar to my dad, so I was a little out of control that day and made you laugh."

The man shook his head, "Don't be sorry; you are very filial."

Subei took a deep breath, "No, I may be the most unfilial daughter in the world."

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Outskirts of Liangcheng

Underground Chamber

All the facilities inside are the most advanced computer programming in the world. Every time you enter a door, you must unlock with a voice fingerprint and scan the whole body safely.

This is the Liangcheng workstation of the country's highest military security bureau.

General workstations are built in deep mountains and old forests, but Hua Jinan has built it underground in Liangcheng.

Yes, he is not only the vice chairman of Fahrenheit Group, but also a middle-level leader of the National Security Agency.