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Chapter 30 Weaving Traps

"Yu Wei, have we gained a lot of fans today?"

"yes!"

"Did Juju buy us more than 60,000 chicken legs?"

"yes!"

"Haha! Haha!" Li Jiaqi, who was hiding under the quilt, suddenly hugged Ye Yuwei and laughed happily.

"What are you doing! Let me go, I'm going to be strangled to death by you."

"Yu Wei, I'm so happy. Are we going to get through this?" Li Jiaqi suddenly became extremely serious and asked.

Although he couldn't see the person opposite him, Ye Yuwei knew that his friend must be looking at him blankly.

"Maybe! But we must be careful, those people may be holding back something bad." Ye Yuwei reminded her equally seriously.

"You are right. Now is not the time for us to be happy. Our foundation is not yet stable."

While the two of them were discussing here.

In the dance practice room upstairs, Yu Qingjia and others were sitting there dejectedly.

They never imagined that the situation they had worked so hard to manage would be broken by the other party.

"It seems that our Shenghai Center will produce another Shenqi this year." Xu Mengchen said with a wry smile.

"Hmph! Maybe she will be finished tomorrow." Zhang Yu looked vicious.

"We made all these wedding clothes for her. That Ye Yuwei is so naughty. Instead of going into his own pocket today, he went into Li Jiaqi's pocket to attract fans." Yu Qingjia said with a gloomy face.

"Is there any difference between this?" Zhang Yu looked puzzled.

"Of course, if you go into your own pocket, then all the fans you attract this time will be her own. If you go into Li Jiaqi's pocket to attract fans, the fans will be their CP fans. Do you know what our company relies on to become popular?

." Yu Qingjia's voice was bone-chilling.

"At the same time, this can also help Li Jiaqi attract a wave of fans. If Li Jiaqi gets a good ranking in this general election, then she will have a truly important friend who can directly compete with us, and can also negotiate with the company for more information."

There are many conditions." Yu Qingjia continued.

"Damn it, I didn't realize that this Ye Yuwei is actually so naughty. You used to see her smiling at everyone and going to help anyone who had something to do. Turns out she is a smiling tiger." Zhang Yu gritted her teeth and punched her hard.

Hit the floor.

"Sister Yu, can we just forget it and watch her get up?" Zhang Yu continued.

"There is no way, the key is that the company is supporting her now." Yu Qingjia sighed.

In fact, there was one sentence she didn't say. Because of the last strike, the company now wants to recruit some obedient and non-troublesome little idols to enrich the top team.

"What did eldest sister say?" Zhang Yu asked, Lu Bingbing was on foreign duty today.

"The eldest sister told us to calm down and stop making the matter bigger. We should not mention the strike again," Yu Qingjia said.

Several people discussed it for a while, and then they all dispersed.

Yu Qingjia did not leave immediately, but took out the mobile phone in her pocket.

The phone was clearly on speakerphone.

"Sister, do you really want Ye Yuwei to get up?"

"Hmph! That's that easy. Doesn't Ye Yuwei want to use CP to rush to the throne? Then let's break them up!"

"Sister, what should I do?"

"Yu Manting has always wanted to get a CP deal with Ye Yuwei, so why don't we make it happen for them."

"Ye Yuwei's best friends in the center are these two people. We want them to quarrel."

Yu Qingjia thought for a while and couldn't help but said happily: "Sister, you still have the best solution."

"Also, the company's attitude towards us is unclear now, so we have to save ourselves."

"Sister, what should we do?"

"I have my own way. When the time comes, you can just follow me and act."

Beiyuan Club

Although its name sounds ordinary, it is one of the most secret gold-selling caves in Shenghai.

"Ning Ning, relax, the foreman here, Sister Li, is very nice." Lu Zhao, who was wearing a Lolita costume, smiled at Lan Yening, who was a little reserved.

"Um!"

Lan Yening, who was sitting in the flower hall, didn't dare to raise her head at all because the girls walking around were dressed too provocatively.

"Zhao Zhao, you don't seem to look well."

"I caught a cold in the shower yesterday." Lu Zhao's expression changed and he forced a smile.

"Zhaozhao, is this Xiao Ning? Sure enough, she was born with a celebrity face." A woman wearing a work uniform, short skirt and white shirt, with a huge figure and big waves came over.

"Hello, Sister Li." Lu Zhao walked over quickly with a flattering smile on his face.

Lan Yening was even more embarrassed.

Sister Li snapped her fingers.

A waiter came over and poured a glass of red wine for each of the three of them.

"Thank you. I don't drink. Don't come." Lan Yening was a little flustered.

When the waiter heard what Lan Yening said, he immediately picked up the bottle respectfully and returned it.

Apparently the service staff here are of good quality.

"Since I have Brother Wan's recommendation, I won't talk about the rules. The basic salary for this job is 10,000, and the tip will depend on your ability. But there is one thing, don't offend the customers."

The more Sister Li spoke, the more serious her expression became.

Lan Yening unconsciously put her legs together, like a primary school student.

"Although we will protect you a little, there are a lot of people here that we can't afford to offend, so you have to think clearly before doing anything. It's still too late if you don't want to do it now."

At this time, Lan Yening was also full of hesitation, but when he thought about investing in Ye Yuwei and the money for his mother's medical treatment, he could only grit his teeth and said: "Sister Li, I will do it."

The waiter came to a large luxurious room.

Several people were sitting there, and one of them, a man with a bad look in a black suit and a white shirt, sat in the center.

He glanced at Lu Zhao and Lan Yening who came in: "You are new here, right?"

"Ah! Yes!" Ye Ning, who was extremely tight, nodded.

"I see that you are the most shy and have raw eyes. Come and have a drink." The man's voice was not high, but his eyes were scary.

Lan Yening walked over with his head lowered, but fortunately the other party was quite gentle.

At this time, Lu Zhao stood there without saying a word, and no one asked him to sit down.

"Sing me a song."

"What song is it?"

"What you do best."

Lan Yening nodded and ordered a song that he often sang. He stuttered at first, but then he got better after singing smoothly.

The man asked him to sing several other songs, as if he came here just to listen to songs.

In the flower hall, Wan Song was drinking red wine face to face with Sister Li.

"Sister Li, what do you think? It's the best stuff!"

"That's true, but we have to be satisfied with Mr. Liu and the others."

Wan Song suddenly laughed: "Don't worry! If Mr. Liu is still not satisfied with such a person, then I will cut him off and send him over."

"Haha, it's just you, but save it! But now we have to think about how to control this kid." Sister Li's eyes flashed with coldness.

"This is not tolerated. He is a poor boy and what he wants is not money. Besides, he has a mother who is sick and dying."

Sister Li nodded: "I think it's better to follow the old method, let him go into debt first, and then trick him into working abroad. Once he gets abroad, everything will be out of his control."


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