Chapter 585: Chapter 585: He Has Money, All for Her
Ann Vaughn found it both funny and frustrating, "How can I let you work for free for me? Of course, having Sister Bellamy as our spokesperson is uniquely appropriate, and we’ll definitely have enough products."
She truly hadn’t considered asking Quinn to be the spokesperson.
With their budget, they simply couldn’t afford someone as highly sought after as Best Actress Bellamy.
However, she knew if she asked, Quinn definitely wouldn’t refuse her.
But if that happened, it would hurt their mutual respect and feelings, so Ann Vaughn hadn’t even considered Quinn.
Moreover, given Quinn’s rank, she could get any big brand endorsement she wanted.
The reason she proactively mentioned this to Ann Vaughn was probably because she heard Imperial Glory was looking for a spokesperson and purely wanted to help her.
"Thank you, Sister Bellamy." Understanding these key points, Ann Vaughn expressed her heartfelt gratitude.
"Silly girl, you have the capability yourself." Quinn chuckled softly, then asked her, "It’s almost twelve-thirty, would you like to have lunch together?"
Only then did Ann Vaughn realize it was nearly lunchtime, and she agreed, "Sure, where shall we eat?"
"I’ll come to your office to pick you up, wait for me for a bit."
After agreeing on a time to meet with Quinn, Ann Vaughn immediately instructed her assistant to have the contract redrafted.
"President Vaughn, who is the new spokesperson?" The assistant, holding the contract, asked somewhat puzzled.
Was President Vaughn just on the phone with the new spokesperson?
But among the current popular actresses and rising stars, there didn’t seem to be anyone with the surname Bellamy...
Ann Vaughn organized the items in her handbag and casually replied, "Quinn."
Assistant: !!!
"Can it really be Best Actress Bellamy?!" The assistant’s face couldn’t hide his shock and joy, "My wife and I both adore her!"
Irene Pierce’s rank in the entertainment industry is considerable, among top-tier actresses.
But Quinn has been the reigning Best Actress for three consecutive years!
Compared to her, Irene Pierce pales somewhat.
It was rare to see the usually composed and capable assistant so unsteady, Ann Vaughn smiled, "Keep up the good work, I’ll ask Sister Bellamy for an autograph for you."
The assistant was so happy he almost died on the spot.
What kind of amazing boss is this!
...
A quaint and elegantly decorated Chinese restaurant, The Drifting Bamboo Pavilion.
The food was served quickly, and soon everything was on the table.
"Chance, you start eating, Ann and I have some matters to discuss." Quinn advised the Shane Sharp beside her and then turned to Ann Vaughn.
Before coming to pick up Ann Vaughn, Shane Sharp happened to be visiting Quinn’s film crew. Upon hearing she was having lunch with Ann Vaughn, he insisted on tagging along.
Upon hearing Quinn’s words, Shane Sharp sneakily glanced in Ann Vaughn’s direction, noticing she hadn’t paid him any attention at all, he replied sulkily, "Got it..."
"Sister Bellamy, do you feel there’s anything in the contract that needs modification?" Ann Vaughn put down her chopsticks, picked up the juice, and leaned her head over.
The terms were strictly drafted after considering Quinn’s rank, and even the endorsement fee was an astronomical figure.
Since Quinn was so loyally helping her, Ann Vaughn naturally didn’t want her to lose out.
"Hmm, I think the endorsement fee needs changing." Quinn stroked her chin and nodded, "Just cut it in half."
Cut... cut in half?!
Ann Vaughn nearly choked on her juice, "Cough... cough cough! Sister Bellamy, this really won’t do. You should take it back and discuss it with your agent, then give me a reply."
What sort of naive fairy is this, cutting the endorsement fee in half... How is that different from giving her a free endorsement?
"I can decide on matters like this myself, I don’t need her." Quinn said indifferently, "Those ten boxes of fragrance balls you gave me when you got in the car are enough to make up half."
How can this be comparable?
"But..."
"She doesn’t miss this small amount of money; she just wants to show you some kindness." Shane Sharp murmured, directly exposing Quinn’s intent.
In his mind, he secretly noted that she lacked money!
He had money and could give it all to her.
Being exposed by Shane Sharp, Quinn immediately hit his arm and laughed, scolding, "Brat, only you know so much?"
"Then it’s absolutely not doable," Ann Vaughn’s heart warmed slightly yet she was still unwilling to relent, "Sister Bellamy, I know you’re doing it for me, but I..."
"Alright, alright, just listen to me this time. If you really can’t get over it, then whenever there’s a new product, send me a piece as compensation, how about that?"
Ann Vaughn felt even more helpless, "Even if you don’t ask, I’d send it to you anyway."
In the end, wouldn’t she still suffer a loss?
Quinn didn’t think she was losing out. Ann Vaughn was considerate enough to remember her and send new products; even if she did a free endorsement, she felt it was worth it.
Not to mention, what she was doing didn’t compare to what Ann Vaughn had done for her.
Though Quinn didn’t say it, she always remembered Ann Vaughn’s goodness in her heart.
"Alright, just listen to me, stop refusing, or I’ll be upset." Quinn finalized decisively, leaving Ann Vaughn no room to refuse.
At this point, continued refusal would make their relationship seem distant.
"Thank you, Sister Bellamy." Ann Vaughn smiled and couldn’t help but hug Quinn, "You’re really great."
Seeing this scene, Shane Sharp almost crushed the chopsticks in his hand, damn, should’ve taken tips from Auntie Bellamy beforehand to learn how to charm girls!
"I’m going to the restroom." Ann Vaughn said as she felt some discomfort in her lower abdomen, informed Quinn, and left the private room.
After she exited, Quinn’s smile immediately vanished, turning to look at Shane Sharp’s distracted face, she lowered her voice, "What were you just doing?"
"What?" Shane Sharp looked at her blankly.
"You were pushing the dishes she likes toward her, pouring her juice, handing her napkins... Are you pretending your aunt doesn’t exist, or do you have ulterior motives towards Ann?" Quinn said amusedly.
Perhaps Shane Sharp didn’t even realize what he was doing.
It appeared casual, but unless he had been paying constant attention to Ann Vaughn’s needs, how could he have been so timely in handing things to her?
What sort of nephew is this, unable to hide his thoughts.
Shane Sharp said nothing, lowered his head, his ears slightly reddening.
Oh, Quinn raised her eyebrows, Little Overlord could actually be shy, what a surprise.
But...
"Listen to your aunt’s advice, give up on those feelings for her soon, you two are not a match." Quinn said earnestly.
Shane Sharp argued defiantly, "She’s so outstanding, you really like her too, why oppose me liking her?"
"Silly nephew." Quinn looked at him with extreme affection, reached out to pat his head, "It’s precisely because I like her so much, I can’t let you, this brat, hold her back."