The Coming Storm

The backbone of the firm was young, but had many films to his credit. His three shining European awards and American surfboard were the base of his self-confidence. Qin Guan could be considered a prolific actor.

Most good actors didn't even finish one film a year, so his staff were satisfied with him. Or weren't they?

Qin Guan's private phone and Sister Xue's work phone started ringing in the quiet office.

The two of them exchanged a look. Qin Guan walked to the meeting hall outside to answer the call privately. He stood by the shelf that held his awards.

"Boss Qin, this is Chen Kang. The application is completed. You are a permanent member of China Club now. I have emailed you the club regulations. The contract has been sent to your firm by post."

"Got it. I'll call you if I need anything."

"Will I get paid separately for each job?"