Shen Xiangshuai pretended to move his fingers a few times: "The old man pinched his fingers, you are not good at teaching." ”

And her beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling: "Yo, master? ”

Shen Xiangshuai raised his eyebrows, and immediately returned to his calm appearance: "You are really pinched to death in this piece of time, even if you are reincarnated, you are not so rushed, right?" ”

Leng Xianglan smiled lightly again, lowered her eyes to the scene at that time, and then leaned back on the back of the sofa, learning Han Jian's tone seriously: "You can go." ”

After a pause, he continued to speak: "Maybe I also have a misunderstanding about communicating with you, so do you think you can start spitting lotus flowers now?" ”

The demeanor and tone were imitated to the extreme, but Shen Xiangshuai couldn't help laughing.

"So, how did you do that?"

Leng Xianglan sat up straight: "Just said a few words he didn't like to hear." ”

Shen Xiangshuai looked at her quietly for a few seconds, and then a faint smile appeared on his warm and good-looking face: "Probably only you have such skills." ”

That's not a good job.

Leng Xianglan still didn't reply to the call of the big boss of Han, and naturally she didn't receive any more calls from him in the next few days.

I was idle for only two days, and I went to the hospital early in the morning on the third day, and the doctor checked that there was no problem, and then I went to SALOON to wash my hair, and finally I didn't need to wear a hat, and I felt fresh and refreshing, and I tied a high ponytail, just to cover the wounds of a small handful of healing powder.

Her mood for two days was as sunny as the weather that day.

She then turned to Yi Nian.

Yi Nian's manager is a 30-year-old man, named Dai Wencheng, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a polite appearance, but with super management, public relations and interpersonal skills, the prince helped to introduce him, in order to retain rare talents, Leng Xianglan insisted on selling 39% of the shares.

As it turned out, this wave of reverse operations allowed her to win more profits, and the key was that she didn't have to worry about some management affairs of the bar, and she was also happy.

He reported to her the turnover of the past few days, and Leng Xianglan smiled when he heard it.

"But ......" he changed the topic, looking at Leng Xianglan with a smile in his eyes.

Leng Xianglan looked suspicious, but is there anything else?

"Many people said that they came for you, hoping that the boss lady would go into battle in person."

"You mean I'm so popular that I'm starting to have a small following?"

Dai Wencheng listened to her self-summary - a small number of fans. Barely a small part, the tails of his eyes behind his lenses once again have an upward arc: "So, do you want to show up for your small group of fans?" ”

The result of her last appearance involved too much movement, and it was better for her to rehearse and dance in a regular manner. So he waved his hand and refused: "The opportunity is still reserved for them, I'll go to the rehearsal room to have a look." ”

Dai Wencheng curled the corners of his mouth a little funny, revealing the shallow pear nest on the left side of his mouth: "Don't worry about the fact that only a small number of fans are losing their fans?" ”

"Then they're so superficial, you're busy, I'll go to the rehearsal room." Leng Xianglan smiled playfully, waved her hand again, and then turned to leave.

She went into the rehearsal room, and there were only five people there.

Seeing her push the door in, several people surrounded her at the same time to ask for warmth.

Her relationship with them is more like a friend, so the way she gets along is also very casual.

One of the boys with beautiful eyebrows and handsome facial features called him Xiao Wu. Before and after the dance practice, I quietly asked no less than three times:

"Sister Xianglan, can I gossip about what is the relationship between you and Han Shao?" Each time there was an expression on his face that resembled a wicked smile.

No, just after 30 minutes of practice, before he could catch his breath, he rubbed to her side and just handed over a bottle of water, but before she had time to drink it, she began to ask again: "Sister, sister, you haven't answered me yet." ”。

She unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then simply replied, "We are classmates." ”