Chapter 337 - Chapter 337: Seventy-Three Points
Chapter 337: Seventy-Three Points
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Just as the two of them were arguing, Qianqian’s mother walked over with Qianqian.
When Qianqian saw Guo Miao, she wanted to jump out of her mother’s arms.
She walked to Guo Miao’s side and bowed shakily. “Sister, thank you. Mom said that when others help you, you should say thank you.”
She was so adorable that they all laughed.
Qianqian’s mother also walked over and bowed deeply.
Guo Miao quickly helped her up.
Qianqian’s mother looked very young. She seemed to be in her early twenties. Her makeup was exquisite, and the clothes she was wearing should be expensive.
“Little girl, thank you for saving my daughter. My husband passed away when 1 was still carrying her in my womb. If something really happened to her today, I’m afraid 1 won’t be able to live.” Qianqian’s mother’s eyes were filled with tears. “You not only saved my child, but you also saved me. I can’t repay such kindness.”
She took out a check and a business card from her bag. “Here’s one million yuan. It’s my thanks to you. If you need anything from me in the future, you can look for me.”
Guo Miao took a look at the name card. The name “Cheng Su” was written on it. The position on the business card was the CEO of Jin Shi Productions.
Jin Shi Productions?
Guo Miao remembered seeing the news about Jin Shi Productions in her previous life. It was news of the death of the son of Jin Shi Productions’ CEO, Jin Heng.
Jin Hen of Jin’s Productions died of illness, his son died in a shipwreck, and his widow could not take the blow and jumped off Jin’s Productions office building the next year.
Two years after his widow’s death, the police finally found out that Qianqian’s death was not an accident, but a trap set up by someone to lure Cheng Su away, and then the person took the opportunity to pull Qianqian’s swimming ring into the danger zone.
This result was kept in the dark until Cheng Su passed away.
In her previous life, Qianqian had probably died at this time. She seemed to have inadvertently changed the fate of a mother and son.
“Don’t say that. This is what I should do.” Guo Miao stuffed the check back into Cheng Su’s hands.
“But 1 have something to ask you. You usually have a nanny and bodyguards following Qianqian, but when I rescued her, they didn’t seem to be around,” Guo Miao commented.
“They said that Qianqian wanted to play by herself and not be followed around…” Cheng Su answered subconsciously as if she suddenly realized something.
Even if it was Qianqian’s request, they should not have left their posts without permission.
“I understand.” Cheng Su nodded. These people really didn’t want to live anymore. They actually dared to do such a thing to her daughter right under her nose.
“Take this. Thank you for reminding me.” Cheng Su wanted to stuff the check into Guo Miao’s hands.
Guo Miao smiled and shook her head. “No need. I just did what anyone else would have.”
Seeing Guo Miao’s insistence, Cheng Su didn’t force the check anymore. She just nodded.” Take the business card. If you need anything, you can look for me. Although the Jin family isn’t as strong as before, I’ll do my best to help.”
Guo Miao nodded and took the business card.
The woman apologized to Guo Miao and left with Qianqian.
She walked towards a Maybach parked by the beach, and her assistant respectfully opened the door for her.
“Help me trace down the girl who saved Qianqian just now and transfer a million yuan to her account,” Cheng Su said.
“Don’t you know that girl? She played Miss Noni in Director Ning’s movie,” the assistant asked in surprise. “She even won an international award.”
“Miss Nori?” Cheng Su had been busy taking care of her child recently and hadn’t paid attention to films. However, this film should have won an international award.
“Oh, it’s that actress.” Cheng Su nodded. “Then, help me push a few better film contracts and jobs over. See if she’s willing to be our company’s signed artiste. After that, we’ll split it 70-30.”
“70-30?” The assistant was almost tongue-tied.
In this industry, a 50-50 split was already a huge concession. A 70 – 30 split was almost a loss.
“Boss, do you want to reconsider? Even our company’s leading artiste doesn’t have this kind of treatment. Shen Lan got a 50-50 split, and that’s only because her work has always been good..”