Qin Jinlun originally came out on a date, but he bumped into someone suspected of He Yan in the parking lot.

He reacted firmly for a long time, and it took a long time for him to come to the sentence "".

He didn't stop He Yan, he quickly took out his mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to Song Zhiqian.

- Is this going on a blind date?

You don't have to be so flea on a blind date, right?

Through the dim light, he could feel the fox aura on He Yan's body, and he was emitting courtship pheromones from afar.

When he was sighing, his eyes glanced at the girl not far away.

！！！

Qin Gongzi was distracted for a moment, and gave himself a new English name, Andy.

The phone in his pocket kept ringing, and he turned it off distractedly, and when he looked up again, the shadow not far away was gone.

Depend on!!

***

He Yan took the entire third floor, and as soon as he sat down, he received a picture forwarded by Song Zhiqian.

It was the photo of him when he got out of the car just now, with the text: The most horse flea in the audience.

He frowned deeply, and felt more and more that this dress was not serious, and he couldn't help but click on the mole under his eyes.

"Mr. He, Miss Sang has already gone downstairs."

The corners of He Yan's mouth twitched slightly, calming himself down, "Turn on the monitoring." ”

"Yes."

Monitoring

The girl scolded the waiter he had arranged in a fluent London accent, and her attitude was arrogant and arrogant.

"If you can't play your tongue, don't show off your skills, it sounds like a big tongue."

He Yan frowned, "Who arranged it?" ”

The secretary was sweaty and speechless.

"Bring her in."

"Yes."

……

As soon as Sang Zi entered the door, he met a waiter with an arrogant attitude, and he had to pretend to communicate with her in English.

She is dressed so richly, who dares to be verbose in the general waiter, you don't have to think about it to know that someone arranged it.

He thief is really stingy!

As soon as she got rid of the waiter, the secretary who had given her a message came out.

"Miss Sang, please come here."

In line with the attitude that it is better to settle the dispute, Sang Zi temporarily endured the small friction just now.

Following the secretary all the way, she found that the entire third floor was surprisingly bright, and she almost used the sun lamp to illuminate it.

Push open the wooden door.

A subtle mint fragrance comes around you finely.

A large banquet room surrounded by crystal chandeliers and flowers, with only a long table in the center.

He Yan turned his back to Sang Zi and was holding a glass of rum.

Sang Zi closed his eyes and let his eyes soothe for a moment.

She increased her steps and deliberately made a little noise to let He Yan know that she was coming.

The man stood tall and slowly stirred the soup on his plate, as if he had not heard any movement.

Sang Zi smacked his back molars, and felt the urge to punch him from behind.

Her gaze subconsciously fell on the back of the man's neck, recalling the feeling when she first met, and ignored her feet for a while.

Suddenly!

Bang!

Sang Zi tripped and fell to the ground.

！！！

He Yan quietly retracted his feet and pretended to be a gesture, "Coming?" ”

Sang Zi lay on the ground, took two deep breaths, and got up from the ground expressionlessly.

He Yan looked at her back and made a defensive posture, the power of this dead woman's fist was already deeply in his mind.

In fact, Sang Zi did want to beat him, but looked up at the circle of bodyguards outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

She hesitated, patted her knee, and calmly got up.

Sangsang can bend and stretch, Sangsang takes revenge, ten years is not too late.

He Yan watched her walk to the other end of the long table with her skirt, and then sat down very unceremoniously, patting the table, "Serve!" ”

He Yan: "......"

He looked at the woman opposite him like a monster, and his mind turned around to fix her, but he always felt puzzled.

Or...... Devil pepper in her soup?

Sang Zi knew as soon as he looked at the other side that he was probably thinking of some cruel way to take revenge on himself.

She tapped her fingers on the table and took the initiative to speak: "He thief, the food is served, how about reconciliation?" ”

He Yan: "What do you call me?" ”

Sang Zi: "...... Mr. He. ”

Her face was not red and her heart was not beating, "My mouth was scooped just now, forgive me." ”

Silent.

The internal forces of the two sides competed.

Sang Zi used to think that He Yan and Xunqi were the same person, but after sitting down, he felt that he was thinking too much.

This thing has a horse flea atmosphere, and there is a tear mole under the corner of his eye, which doesn't look like a serious person.

I'm looking for a cold temperament, and I can't fight with this thing.

He Yan wrapped his arms around his chest, leaned back, and looked Sang Zi up and down.

Although the little thing has a bit of a poisonous mouth, it is obviously carefully dressed, and it is to please him.

Adults and children are not very good at it.

Mr. He snorted coldly, "Do you think I came to you today to reconcile?" ”

Sang Zi: "Otherwise? ”

She followed He Yan's posture, leaned back with her arms around her chest, and raised her chin slightly, "Are you idle?" ”

He Yan: "......"

He kind of wanted to greet the parents of this little thing, how to teach the child, it was even more annoying than He Zichen.

Between the two sides stalemate, the waiter carefully pushed the dishes up.

Sang Zi was already dizzy with hunger, so he didn't say anything polite to He Yan, and started eating by himself.

"Turn on the lights in the hallway outside." He Yan ordered the waiter.

"Yes."

Sang Zi frowned and looked around, it was already as bright as day, why did he still turn on the lights.

She glanced up at He Yan and found that the other party's eyebrows stretched out the moment the lights were turned on in the corridor.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder?

The secretary handed over a document and put it in Sang Zi's hand.

"After signing the contract, I consider a settlement." He's posture is still very high.

Sang Zi flipped through the contract casually and threw it on the table with a rash movement.

"What's the difference between this and a deed of sale?"

With a ten-year contract and full commercial agency, all her actions in the entertainment industry are controlled by He's Media.

On top of that, she only has a 10 percent commission.

He Yan straightened up, took a napkin and wiped his lips casually, and threw it aside.

He propped his chin in his hands, leaned forward, and did not say a word, but brought an invisible sense of oppression.

"Little thing, do you know how many people are out there?"

Sang Zi spread his hands, "It doesn't matter." ”

Anyway, I can beat you up in time.

"Last time, you tricked me into letting you run." He Yan saw through her thoughts.

Sang Zi was not happy, "Let's fight again." ”

He Yan: "I'm not in the mood. ”

Shh

Sang Zi tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's okay to sign the contract, and the division has to be changed." ”

According to the current situation, it can only be mixed in the advanced entertainment industry, and He's Media is not bad, barely qualified.

"Impossible."

"Are you sure it's impossible?" The corners of Sang Zi's mouth were pressed down, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, and he leaned back to look at the person opposite.

He Yan: "Impossible. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the world suddenly went dark.

There was a dead silence.

Soon there was a commotion outside, and the secretary stumbled in.

"Mr. He, there may be a problem with the main switch, please ......"

"I'll give you three minutes!" He Yan's voice was suppressed with a slight tremor, and his anger was so loud that he was soaring to the sky.

The secretary wanted to cry without tears, so he hurried to solve it.