The plan to gather fans

Jeslyn waved her index manicured finger. Clicking her tongue, and shaking her head, she rejected him outright: "Not a chance, CEO Wu. You are buying my voice and talent, and not my face."

Dissapointment flashed through his orbs for a moment before he shook the thought off his mind. Looking at the lady in front of him, even though she looked elegant, classy, and cunny, he was pretty sure she was not a virgin. Whoever is backing her must have eaten the fruit a few times, so, he's not interested. 

"Mark, bring the contract," he instructed.

"Don't be in a haste, CEO Wu. I'd also like to make things clear before we sign any contracts. So, bring me a pen and paper. You would like to rewrite that contract." She leaned back and rested her back on the chair with her eyes squinted.