Chapter 43: At Least 100 Million
Jiang Su also laughed.
Then he nonchalantly said, “I don’t really care about money, I’m mainly worried that if my ex-husband finds out the price of my comeback show is low, it’ll be embarrassing.”
He did care about money.
As for Huo Qingyan feeling embarrassed about his low payment, that was, of course, a lie to deceive Shen Xiumo.
Being manipulated by Shen Xiumo into appearing on the show made him unhappy; he had to make Shen Xiumo bleed.
Shen Xiumo always liked to compete with Huo Qingyan; Jiang Su’s words successfully ignited his competitiveness.
“Then what price do you think is high enough?”
“From my ex-husband’s perspective…” Jiang Su pondered for a moment, and said seriously, “At least 100 million, right?”
Shen Xiumo almost doubted he had misheard, and confirmed again: “100 million?”
Jiang Su nodded, his eyes clear, looking sincerely without any scheming.
But Shen Xiumo still thought it was a bit outrageous: “Too much.”
“It is a bit much,” Jiang Su said understandingly, somewhat self-reproachfully, “Huo Qingyan is rich and doesn’t care about money, but your Huang Sheng Group still has so many people to support…”
Shen Xiumo immediately got angry: “Are you saying I’m not as rich as Huo Qingyan?”
Jiang Su solemnly denied: “Absolutely not.”
Shen Xiumo’s anger subsided slightly, and he snorted coldly: “100 million, then 100 million!”
A triumphant smile flashed in Jiang Su’s eyes, but it wasn’t apparent on his face: “Thank you, Mr. Shen.”
“You’re already here, let’s sign the contract today.” Shen Xiumo was afraid that things would change if they waited, and Jiang Su would regret it.
After all, Jiang Su was unlike other artists; he was eager to participate in Huang Sheng’s show.
“Okay, I’ll notify my agent and lawyer to come over.” Jiang Su had already told Xu Mochen before coming, asking him to bring a lawyer to wait.
Shen Xiumo wasn’t surprised: “Mr. Jiang is well-prepared.”
Jiang Su humbly nodded: “Not as well-prepared as Mr. Shen.”
Jiang Su had planned to heavily exploit Shen Xiumo, and needed to sign the contract on the spot, otherwise, Shen Xiumo would realize he was being tricked.
Xu Mochen quickly arrived with the lawyer.
They signed the contract on the spot.
Jiang Su extended his hand to Shen Xiumo: “Happy cooperation.”
After Shen Xiumo shook his hand, Jiang Su left with Xu Mochen and the lawyer.
Shen Xiumo watched them leave, then reviewed the newly signed document.
The phone on the side rang; it was his sister, Shen Man, calling.
“Brother, did Jiang Su sign the contract?” Shen Man had her own preferences for shows, and she wasn’t interested in divorce shows. It was only because Shen Xiumo said he could definitely invite Jiang Su that she agreed to do this show.
Shen Xiumo’s voice was filled with laughter: “He signed.”
“Brother, you’re amazing!” Shen Man was overjoyed: “What’s the price?”
Shen Xiumo: “100 million.”
Shen Man: “…”
Shen Xiumo: “What’s wrong?”
Shen Man softly said: “Brother, don’t you think this price is a bit outrageous?”
You know, Huang Sheng’s programs were always sought after by artists, so they could often get the artists they wanted for the least amount of money.
And this 100 million was probably higher than the production cost.
After Shen Man’s reminder, Shen Xiumo belatedly realized he’d been tricked by Jiang Su.
He’d heard that the Jiang family was extremely fond of their youngest son, Jiang Su, protecting him very well, making him naive and innocent.
Was this something a naive and innocent person would do?
If he found out who spread this rumor, he would definitely kill that person!
Shen Xiumo was so angry that his temples ached, and he muttered a low curse.
Shen Man didn’t dare to provoke her angry brother and quietly hung up the phone.
…
Out of the Qingyang Hotel, Xu Mochen wiped the sweat from his forehead: “I was so scared I sweated.”
Jiang Su calmly took out a handkerchief for Xu Mochen.
Xu Mochen wiped his sweat and asked, “Will Shen Xiumo sue us later when he realizes?”
Jiang Su had just quoted 100 million, a price nearly 100 times higher than the market rate.
Jiang Su gave him a reassuring smile: “No.”
Xu Mochen asked, “Will Shen Xiumo just accept this loss and be the sucker?”
“No,” Jiang Su explained calmly, “Shen Xiumo cares most about face; he won’t sue us, he’ll even publicize this within the circle. Firstly, it proves his generosity; secondly, it strengthens his relationship with the Jiang family.”
The circle Jiang Su referred to was not the entertainment industry, but high society.
Jiang Su’s marriage to Huo Qingyan represented the powerful alliance between the Huo and Jiang families.
Now that they’ve divorced, the bond between the two families has broken, and many families want to take the opportunity to win over the Jiang family.
Even though the Shen family is already at the top of high society, they still want to win over the powerful Jiang family.
The more powerful someone is, the more they want to increase their power.
Xu Mochen murmured, “Is this still the Susu I know?”
The previous Jiang Su wouldn’t have considered these deeper issues.
Jiang Su just smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder: “Tired, let’s go home and sleep.”
Xu Mochen opened the car door in the back seat. As Jiang Su got in, Xu Mochen habitually looked around to see if there were any reporters, and saw a familiar black car.
A limited-edition Maybach, even at night it was extremely eye-catching.
Before Jiang Su retired from the entertainment industry, Xu Mochen often sent Jiang Su to meet Huo Qingyan, and naturally recognized Huo Qingyan’s car.
Xu Mochen felt angry whenever he saw anything related to Huo Qingyan.
If it weren’t for Huo Qingyan, his Susu would have already become a star in the entertainment industry.
The more Xu Mochen thought about it, the angrier he became, slamming the car door hard as he got in.
Jiang Su, playing on his phone in the back seat, asked him, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” He was afraid that mentioning Huo Qingyan would upset Jiang Su.
Jiang Su looked up and lowered the car window, seeing Huo Qingyan’s car across the street.
Huo Qingyan hadn’t left yet?
At that moment, Huo Qingyan’s car door opened from the inside, and the tall, slender man got out of the car.
It seemed he was walking toward them.
Jiang Su’s first reaction was that Huo Qingyan was coming to settle the score.
At the restroom door, he not only called Huo Qingyan a fool, but also said…
With Huo Qingyan’s temper, how could he possibly endure it?
He knew Huo Qingyan’s methods; he kills without a knife, no blood, but takes lives.
Jiang Su urged Xu Mochen: “Da Xu, drive!”
Xu Mochen also saw Huo Qingyan, hearing a hint of panic in Jiang Su’s voice: “Susu, why are you panicking? Why are you afraid of Huo Qingyan?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, drive.”
Xu Mochen didn’t waste words, quickly driving away.
Huo Qingyan, who was walking towards them, had to stop, watching Jiang Su’s car speed away.