Early the next morning, before Jian Ran was fully awake, Xu Xuda dragged him off to sign a contract.
He was in such a frantic rush that it seemed the variety show was a total flop that couldn't get any guests, let alone afford to pay them.
Before getting out of the car, Jian Ran looked suspiciously at Xu Xuda. "Xu, you're sure the fee is two hundred million? Paid as soon as filming wraps? What's their reputation like? They'd better not withhold my pay!"
"Oh, Jian Ran, I finished that background check ages ago. Extreme Survival's investors are famous for having more money than sense. They've already agreed to pay half in advance!"
Hearing that, Jian Ran immediately got out of the car. "Ah, I love investors who don't interfere with artistic creation."
"A variety show made like that is bound to be high quality!"
As soon as he entered the five-star hotel, the staff surrounded him.
"Hello, Jian Ran!"
"Jian Ran, I've heard so much about you. We finally get to meet today!"
"Jian Ran, the director's waiting in the office. Shall we head over first?!"
"Jian Ran..."
They kept calling his name, their excessive enthusiasm making Jian Ran feel as though he'd wandered into some pyramid scheme.
He instinctively tried to break free, but the crowd ushered him forward. The production team's office was just around the corner from the ground-floor lobby.
Before Jian Ran was ready, he was pushed inside. A force from somewhere pressed down on his shoulders, planting him directly in a chair. Across from him, the chubby director beamed and slid the contract in front of him. "Jian Ran, shall we sign?"
"Huh?!" Jian Ran was bewildered. "I only just got here!"
The director narrowed his eyes. "I know you're a straightforward man,