Huayu Entertainment: It was the young actress who took the initiative.

After leaving the photography studio, Chen Mo followed Assistant Liu to the temporary office.

The contract is ready, neatly printed, and placed in a folder.

"Mr. Chen, please take a look."

Assistant Liu adjusted his glasses, his attitude polite.

"The role of Donghua Dijun doesn't have a lot of screen time. The concentrated filming will take about 20 days, and the total salary after tax is 500,000 yuan."

Chen Mo took the contract and flipped through it page by page.

In my previous life, I spent ten years struggling on the fringes of the entertainment industry. I didn't learn much else, but I did develop the skill of reading contracts.

He was clear about which clauses were traps and which were standard operating procedures.

This contract is clean and has no hidden clauses.

"no problem."

After reading it, Chen Mo picked up a pen and signed his name.

Assistant Liu smiled and handed over another document:

"This is a confidentiality agreement that you need to sign. It mainly concerns the character design and script content, which cannot be disclosed during filming."

Chen Mo looked at it carefully and then signed it.

"The payment will be made in two installments: 50% upon signing the contract and the remaining balance upon completion of filming."

As Assistant Liu spoke, he took out a bulging black bag from below.

"This is the first payment, 250,000, in cash. Please count it."

Chen Mo took the bag, counted the bundles, and then carried it in his hand:

"no problem."

Assistant Liu nodded: "Please wait a moment, I'll have the finance department make a record, then you can leave."

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Mo sent a WeChat message to Brother Zhang:

"The contract is signed, and the first payment has arrived. Same place as always?"

The reply came instantly: "Okay, I'm coming."

Half an hour later, Chen Mo and Brother Zhang met at their usual coffee shop.

Inside the private room, Chen Mo took out the bag, counted the money, and pushed the cash over: "Two hundred and fifty thousand. According to the old rules, you get three and I get seven."

Without hesitation, Brother Zhang took the money and counted it:

"You're pretty good, kid. You actually got the role?"

"Good luck."

Chen Mo carefully put the bag away. "The director thinks I'm suitable."

Without saying anything more, Brother Zhang took a document out of his bag.

"You can sign this too."

Chen Mo took it and read it; it was a supplementary confidentiality agreement.

The terms are simple: During the cooperation period, Zhang, as the agent, must not disclose any specific details about Chen Mo's previous work as a print model.

This is an unspoken rule in the industry.

Many celebrities have done some revealing print ads or walked the runway for amateur models before their debut.

Once you become famous, these become your dark history.

By signing this agreement, both parties are protected.

Chen Mo glanced at the terms and conditions, found no problems, and signed them.

"Alright, from today onwards, you're a proper actor."

Brother Zhang carefully put away the agreement, picked up his coffee, and asked, "Shall I turn down the rest of your modeling work?"

"Let's cancel it and focus on preparing for filming."

"become."

Brother Zhang paused, then lowered his voice.

"But Chen Mo, let me just say this: be careful with Yang Mi. She can elevate you, but she can also trample you down. Don't get too involved."

"Understood." Chen Mo nodded.

Brother Zhang looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Actually, I've always felt that you're destined for greatness. You're too good-looking and quick-witted; it would be a waste for you to stay in the modeling industry. This path suits you better."

"Thanks for your help, Brother Zhang."

Don't give me that.

Brother Zhang waved his hand, "Just don't forget me when you become famous."

It was already dark when the two parted ways.

Chen Mo returned home, took a shower, and changed into some comfortable clothes.

I had just sat down to look at the script when my phone vibrated.

Yang Mi's message was just two words: "Come here."

Below is the hotel address and room number.

It's the same place as last time.

Chen Mo looked at the screen and smiled.

This woman doesn't utter a single unnecessary word.

He replied, "I'll be there in half an hour."

As Chen Mo got up and put on his coat, he glanced at his reflection in the glasses.

The effect of the phrase "ethereal and otherworldly" has faded; now he's just an ordinary young man who's good-looking.

But upon closer inspection, it seems a little different.

His eyes are calmer, and his demeanor is more composed.

Perhaps this is the change brought about by experience.

I went out and took a taxi.

On the way, Chen Mo looked at the night view outside the window, his mind preoccupied with thoughts.

Landing the role of Donghua Dijun marked his official entry into the entertainment industry.

The next step is to perform well in the film crew and establish a firm foothold.

Meanwhile, the system also needs to continue generating new entries.

Her expressive voice and expressive eyes proved their value during the audition, and her otherworldly demeanor directly helped her land the role.

As for [Brave Bull]...

It will come in handy again tonight.

The car was parked in front of the hotel.

Chen Mo got out of the car, walked straight into the lobby, took the elevator, and pressed the floor button.

Standing at the door, he took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell.

A few seconds later, the door opened.

Yang Mi stood behind the door, wearing a silk robe, her hair half-dry, indicating she had just taken a shower.

She didn't speak, but stepped aside to let Chen Mo in.

The room was similar to the last one, with warm lighting and a faint scent of perfume in the air.

"sit."

Yang Mi pointed to the sofa, then walked to the small bar counter. "What would you like to drink?"

"Water will do."

Chen Mo took off his coat, hung it up, and sat down on the sofa.

Yang Mi poured him a glass of water and handed it to him. Then she sat down opposite him, crossed her legs, and slipped the hem of her bathrobe open a little to reveal her fair calves.

"Has the contract been signed?" she asked.

"Signed."

Are you satisfied with the pay?

"Satisfied, thank you, Sister Honey."

Yang Mi looked at him and suddenly laughed: "You seem quite unfazed by praise or criticism. You saw Gao Weiguang's expression today, didn't you?"

"I saw it," Chen Mo said truthfully.

"He's an artist in my company, and this role was originally intended for him."

Yang Mi said slowly, "But I changed my mind, do you know why?"

"Because I'm more suitable," Chen Mo said.

That's part of the reason.

Yang Mi leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees.

"Another reason is..."

Before she could finish speaking, her gaze drifted down to Chen Mo's lower body, and the burning desire in her eyes was no longer concealed.

She reached out and gently traced her fingers across Chen Mo's cheek.

Chen Mo raised his hand and grasped her wrist.

Eyes facing each other.

The temperature in the air is quietly rising.

Yang Mi laughed first, withdrew her hand, and turned to walk towards the bedroom:

"Go take a shower to warm yourself up."

Chen Mo watched her retreating figure, stood up, and walked towards the restroom.

As the hot water rinsed his body, Chen Mo pondered: The system didn't trigger, it seems there's only so much that one person can exploit.

After taking a shower, Yang Mi was already lying in bed, reading a script on a tablet.

Chen Mo walked over, drying his hair.

Yang Mi reached out and touched his hair: "Dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

Chen Mo got up to get the hair dryer, but Yang Mi stopped him:

"I'll help you."

She took the hairdryer, stood behind Chen Mo, and gently ran her fingers through his hair.

The hairdryer hummed, and warm air brushed against my scalp.

"Your hair is so healthy," Yang Mi said enviously.

"It's innate," Chen Mo replied casually.

After drying her hair, Yang Mi turned off the hairdryer, and the room suddenly became quiet.

She walked around to stand in front of Chen Mo and looked at him.

Under the warm yellow light, her skin looked even better than the last time I saw her; it was smooth and radiant.

"Honey, you have nice skin," Chen Mo teased.

Yang Mi's eyes flickered: "Really? Maybe I've been resting well lately."

But Chen Mo saw something else in her eyes; she was observing his reaction.

"It seems that rest is very important."

Chen Mo's heart stirred, and he went along with what she said.

Yang Mi smiled and didn't continue the topic.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck, pressing her body against his.

"tonight……"

She whispered in his ear, "Don't let me down."

Chen Mo put his arm around her waist, feeling the smoothness of the silk nightgown beneath his palm.

"I hope you don't give up too soon."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The effects of the "Brave Bull" entry have quietly begun.

Just as Chen Mo took the small plastic bag from the bedside table, Yang Mi's cheeks flushed slightly:

"No need, it's safe today."