Chapter 312 Chapter 312 Feng Yi slapped his face
"Mengruo, Yifan, come here."
Someone over there opened their mouths.
Yang Mengruo smiled lightly and walked over with Lu Yifan.
It was Xiang Guocai, the company's boss: "Feng Yi has come." ”
Here it comes?
Yang Mengruo looked left and right, why didn't there be any movement.
"The Feng family is a luxury business, and Feng Yi's connections here are enough for him to take a special channel." When the boss was still a little smart, it was also this bit of cleverness that made him very decisive when Mo Nan couldn't do it, so he directly chose to give up.
After all, in comparison, he admires people like Lu Yifan more, and understands that just playing a good game can't fill his stomach, and it must have commercial value.
Of course, Mo Nan doesn't understand anything, but since everyone is crowding out, there is no need for him to praise such a person again.
Recently, though, he vaguely regretted it, because Monan's momentum was getting stronger and stronger.
He had to find someone to suppress the other's heat.
The most important thing is to be able to bring Lu Yifan out.
Come to think of it, the best candidate is Feng Yi.
It's just that Xiang Guocai understands very well in his heart that if he wants to say that Feng Yi will be Lu Yifan's agent, it is simply a fantasy.
Let out the news, and let Feng Yi occasionally click a few words, it should be okay.
This is also what Xiang Guocai communicated with Lu Yifan before.
"Let's go over and say hi to him."
Xiang Guocai took a glass of champagne and walked inside with the two of them.
Yang Mengruo is still looking for which one is the gold medal agent of the year.
There was a chuckle from there: "I can make an appointment to go to sea another day, and I will also sail." ”
Yang Mengruo followed the sound and looked over, and basically ruled out this side, since he is a gold medal agent, he should be very old, and he has a big belly like their boss.
But at this time.
Xiang Guocai raised his glass towards the back that was still chuckling: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that you really responded to that sentence, wherever you are, you can mix like a fish in water." ”
The man looked back, in his thirties, handsome, with a half-hooked mouth and a straight suit with a commercial atmosphere: "Mr. Xiang? ”
In two words, the affectionate title of my younger brother was called back to an ordinary relationship.
Xiang Guocai was not annoyed, knowing this person's temper, he nudged Lu Yifan with a smile: "Okay, I won't go around in circles, it's not easy to find you, I'll introduce a child to you, it's an e-sports competition, you should be interested." ”
Feng Yi set his eyes on Lu Yifan, battle uniform?
Lu Yifan was modest at this time: "I heard Mr. Xiang mention you many times, this time I finally met the real person, I like the Imperial League very much." ”
Feng Yi played with the wine glass.
Xiang Guocai saw that he didn't speak, and said with a smile: "This kid is indeed your fan, I heard yesterday that I was going to see you, and I didn't sleep much." ”
"Mr. Xiang." Feng Yi also smiled, the same as the jade-faced boy: "I feel the enthusiasm of your little friend, after all, it is rare to come to this kind of place and wear a battle uniform." ”
Because of the playfulness in his tone, even Xiang Guocai couldn't tell what he meant for a while.
Yang Mengruo wanted to ease the atmosphere, his face turned red and said, "Hello Senior Feng, I am also a fan of your Imperial League. ”
Unexpectedly, Feng Yi didn't say anything, just glanced at her lightly.
Yang Mengruo said again: "I can see the person who brought the Imperial League out today, I really don't know what to say, I ......"
"Mr. Xiang." Feng Yi didn't listen to her, his thin lips were still smiling, and he turned his face sideways to Xiang Guocai and said, "You two children are very interesting, now you are trying to prove to me that the Imperial League is not out of breath, so you are desperately pretending to be a fan?" ”