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The group of handsome men and beautiful women were the contracted artists who clamored to terminate their contracts yesterday. Wen Yun did as they wished and released them from their contracts.
Yesterday, they were still rejoicing for finally getting rid of the contract trap of a lousy company, but it only took a day for them to realize what true sorrow behind extreme joy meant.
Facing their pleas, Wen Yun remained expressionless, "Ask yourselves, what value do you have that would merit the company re-signing you, a bunch of ungrateful traitors?"
"Do you have millions of fans? Or do you possess talents that are absolutely stunning? No, you have none of these. The company signed you before, merely to make up the numbers. If you had been grateful, after today, you would not lack resources."
"But, you betrayed the company. So, leave gracefully on your own, or I will call security to throw you out."
Without bothering with these people any longer, Wen Yun turned and left.
