"I like you very much."

Pei Yaochi was a little confused, "What? ”

Shen Fanxing approached her, and Pei Yaochi was shocked by the strength exuded from her!

As she got closer, she saw the deterrence bursting out of her cold eyes more clearly, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.

However, Shen Fanxing paused, looking at her through the dim light, and a clear voice slowly sounded-

"How about being an artist under me?"

"What?"

This time I could hear it clearly.

But Pei Yaochi didn't understand what she meant.

Shen Fanxing just hooked his lips slightly, took out a business card from his bag and handed it to Pei Yaochi.

Pei Yaochi subconsciously took it.

"Follow me, I won't let you just be a third-rate star."

Pei Yaochi's hands holding the business card tightened slightly, and through the dim light, he could see the words on the business card.

"I don't have the money to hire you."

Shen Fanxing pulled his lips and said indifferently: "No, I signed you." ”

Pei Yaochi was stunned in his heart, seemed to understand something instantly, and looked at her in disbelief.

"You ......"

Shen Fanxing nodded with a sparse expression, leaving a voice that did not change in tone: "Come to me if you think about it." ”

Pei Yaochi lowered his head and glanced at the business card in his hand again, it was just a matter of moments, and when he looked up again, Shen Fanxing had already turned around and left, and not far away, he didn't know when he stopped the low-key Bentley.

The car window was open, and she only vaguely saw the man sitting in the middle of the main driver's body, and then Shen Fanxing opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, completely blocking the man's figure.

After that, the window was closed, and the car drove away slowly, if it weren't for the fact that she was still holding her business card in her hand, if it weren't for her standing here alone, she thought that being thrown here by Gu Zeyan was a dream, and being poached by Shen Fanxing was also a dream.

-

In the car.

Bo Jingchuan asked, "You want to sign an artist?" ”

"Hmm."

"When was it decided?"

"Today."

Bo Jingchuan was silent for two seconds, "Wouldn't it be too hasty?" ”

"It's fine."

Bo Jingchuan suddenly chuckled, "It's good if you're happy, if you need help, remember to speak." ”

"Okay, it's because of you, the immovable backer, that I'm so fearless."

Shen Fanxing's deliberate flattery was only exchanged for a cold look from Bo Jingchuan, "Don't deliberately put a high hat on me, have you ever thought that I am your backer?" ”

"Those things are not worth your help, they are overkill, and they are tyrannical."

“……”

Bo Jingchuan didn't speak, secretly thinking about a serious problem that needed to be solved.

What should a woman do if she is too independent?

I've been thinking about this question all the way, but I haven't come up with a reason.

-

In the waiting hall, Shen Fanxing pressed the elevator, and as soon as the two of them walked in, someone was shouting, "Wait a minute, please wait for trouble", Shen Fanxing stretched out his hand to block the sensor on the elevator door.

After a while, a young woman ran outside the elevator door, dressed in a simple and atmospheric outfit, holding a pink carved milk doll in her arms, and walked into the elevator.

"How many floors are you?" Shen Fanxing saw her holding the child, and asked directly and lightly.

"Fourteenth floor, thank you."

"You're welcome." As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed the floor number of the fourteenth floor.

"Evening, say thank you to your aunt." The woman's sweet voice said to the child in her arms.

Shen Fanxing looked over, but saw that the child's pink little face was looking at her with a pair of big black eyes flashing back and forth.