Watching Qin Yun's figure disappear, the middle-aged man turned his head, looked at Zhang Qi, and said, "Miss Zhang, shall we go sign the endorsement contract!"
"Okay, Manager Qian." Zhang Qi nodded.
Once the endorsement contracts were signed, the middle-aged man from Lailuo Clothing and the others also left.
"Ah, this time we're definitely going to offend Celestial Fortune."
Inside the private room, there were only Zhang Qi and her agent Wang Yanhong, and Zhang Qi couldn't help but sigh.
"Offend what? At most, there will be no opportunity for cooperation in the future." Wang Yanhong quickly replied.
Zhang Qi shook her head, a tinge of regret on her face: "Sister Wang, Celestial Fortune is developing so fast, and its founder, Qin Yun, is just a sophomore college student, not even twenty years old. Celestial Fortune is so big, and he built it in just over a year, its future development is unimaginable."
