"You're back! Great, you're finally back!" Mechelle rushed to Luo Xichen and hugged him with a stunned expression, "I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"
Luo Xichen felt his throat became hoarse, as if something was blocking him: "Are you still waiting for me?"
Mechelle nodded happily, rubbed his neck like a baby, and said, "I can't see that you are uneasy. You haven't answered my call. Sister Wanqing said she doesn't know your whereabouts."
Hearing the words "Wan Qing", Luo Xichen felt as if he had been stung by a scorpion. His face turned pale, and he pushed Mechelle away. His surprised expression faded away, and his ice-blue eyes returned to coldness.
"It's late at night, go back to sleep, be good,"
Seeing Luo Xichen's sudden indifference, Mechelle couldn't balance the sudden gap. She followed him and stared straight at his profile with complicated eyes.
Luo Xichen sent Mechelle back to the room, turned around and was about to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by a pair of soft little hands.
Mechelle's eyes were very stubborn, she looked at him steadily and said, "Lucifer, am I annoying?"
Luo Xichen smiled lightly, the smile did not spread to her eyes, and her voice was full of tiredness: "How could it be? The entire Italian upper class knows that Miss Mechelle is a lovable girl."
Mechelle is not a fool, there is no way she could not hear the perfunctory tone in his voice.
"Lucifer!" She called out to him who was eager to leave, and said in a deep voice, "If you let me know that you have another woman, even if you become disgusting, I will hold on to you tightly and desperately.
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Luo Xichen paused before leaving, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. Wan Qing's smiling face appeared in his mind unconsciously.
He closed his eyes in annoyance and said nothing after all.
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A week later, Luo Xichen's business investigation ended, and after a round of rigorous review, the investment direction had been established.
People depend on food. Eighty percent of the world's richest people made their fortune in the food and catering industry, and then moved to other industries. Compared with entrepreneurs who started from scratch, Luo Xichen has the innate conditions of capital and connections.
Undoubtedly much luckier.
At the same time, the first single "Fallen Angel", a duet between Su Wanqing and Chu Zihan, was successfully released on the market. It achieved unimaginable success and received rave reviews.
"When an artist becomes famous, it's like burning a fire. No one can guarantee that it will keep burning brightly."
Su Wanqing nodded thoughtfully. Although her first wave of offensive into the entertainment industry was not very violent, it also achieved a certain degree of success.
"Then what should I do?" For the past few days, Su Wanqing had sincerely admired the man in front of him who controlled all the lifeblood of the SRTWR entertainment empire, as well as his vigorous and vigorous management methods.
"First of all, we must attract attention reasonably." Luo Mingxuan held his chin with one hand, raised his thin lips slightly, his eyes were as vast as the deep sea, and his words exuded the unique charm of a mature man, "Qingqing, I want to hear
In your opinion, how can we firmly attract the public’s attention?”