Yang Yuran did not dodge or dodge under Shen Gu's gaze, smiling quietly and elegantly, presenting a comfortable appearance like a work of art.
When Shen Gu first met Yang Yuran, he felt that Yang Yuran was at first glance a bit frivolous. But upon closer inspection, he still felt that Yang Yuran was frivolous at first sight, but the frivolous feeling was gone.
"You want me to put aside the past grudges, so I helped you. Is there anything you can do to help me?"
Shen Gu pushed the phone back and implied that destroying evidence with strong movements did not count. She was not an artist, and the black material did have an impact on her, especially if it could not fall to a competitor in the company, but it was not as serious as an artist.
If Yang Yuran is smart and knows how to take advantage of the situation, she can still continue the conversation. If she doesn't understand, she will find a way to publicize it in advance and reduce the risk.
After all, she has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and she cannot be controlled by a young girl who is new to the industry.
Yang Yuran blinked her fox-like enchanting eyes, and with a soft 'hmm' voice, handed over the sovereignty to Shen Gu: "My little sister, I am weak and weak. It's rare that Mr. Shen can like me. I can give you whatever you want."
While speaking, he pressed his hands firmly on Heqian's thighs and knees under the table, signaling to wait and not panic.
For the first time, Chen Gu's eyes showed admiration for Yang Yuran. The next second he took out his mobile phone from his bag, unlocked it, clicked on a photo, and placed it under those fox eyes.
"You seem to like to dig out the bright spots in garbage. I happen to have a little trouble here. Please take care of it."
His whole face is fair and white, his big eyes have a soft and pitiful light, and his small cherry mouth is slightly pursed, as if there are thousands of sorrows hidden in his heart. When people want to understand his thoughts, it is easier to want to bully him. A sense of bad taste.
After He Qian replied blankly, "We don't have anything to do with it," he strode over to them and helped put the icing on the cake: "I think it's probably raining, so Xiao He and I will wait. Director Hu, you and Mr. Shen are busy with official duties. Please take your umbrella."
Fan Sirui probably guessed the reason for He Qian's strange behavior. He patted the boy who had a worrying attribute and invited him: "You, you are like a silly roe deer from the Northeast. You are stubborn and your thoughts are simple and innocent. You must learn to explore more deeply in the future. Useful information, let’s go, let’s go talk to the beautiful sister.”
"It's okay, just send me the new boy's information and I'll think of a way to prevent him from joining the group."
He Qian felt extremely guilty and dug out red marks on the back of his hands.
He Qian suppressed the discomfort in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes."
Hu Qingdie turned around and stared at He Qian, and asked in shock: "Give it to me?"
He Qian said "Ah?" in confusion, and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
He Qian had a rare bright idea in his mind and passed the umbrella forward again, his eyes full of hope that the other party would accept it.
Shen Gu cut out the photo, entered WeChat, selected the personal friend QR code, tapped it with his finger, and said: "Add a WeChat friend. Tomorrow I will ask the assistant to send the little trouble information to your email. You can meet up the day after tomorrow."
What Shen Gu said is reasonable.
"Oh, alright."
He Qian only gave a general outline of the matter, while Fan Sirui slowly and seductively coaxed the other party to complete the details.
Yang Yuran was in a herding mode towards Fan Sirui. This state made him very insecure and he had to get more useful information from He Qian.
After thinking over and over again, I found Fan Sirui and complained about my discomfort.
Not long after the two left, the waiter brought the umbrella. Therefore, the sage often said that if one wants to achieve success, he must pay attention to the right time, place, and people, and timing is the most important thing.
He Qian reluctantly came behind Hu Qingdie and called out awkwardly: "Director Hu, it's raining. Please take our umbrella. Don't get wet."
Understanding Yang Yuran's intentions, He Qian felt passionately moved in his heart, and naturally he could not live up to the other party's arrangement.
The next day, He Qian received the approval notice from Assistant Zhong Qingwei, but he was not happy at all, and was filled with worry and depression.
Yang Yuran lowered his eyes and looked at the photo. The boy in the photo looked feminine and beautiful.
"Brother Fan, do you think I'm such a waste? This has caused Sister Yang to get into trouble again and join the group."
Fan Sirui was practicing a new dance. He was originally annoyed that others would disturb him, but when he saw He Qian coming, he made an exception and stopped practicing to act as a close brother.
Hu Qingdie was very moved when she saw it. She took the umbrella and opened it. She said thank you and left side by side with Shen Gu.
He Qian followed Fan Sirui to the 404 office and saw the ajar door. The two of them were very conscious and knocked together.
Yang Yuran took out an umbrella from her bag, stuffed it into He Qian's hand, and raised her chin towards Hu Qingdie, who had her back to them.
He Qian refused to answer and whispered: "They are senior members here, and a waiter will come to deliver the umbrella soon."
"I know, Lao Zhou has a rather ambiguous attitude towards him. He will probably be assigned to a tepid group. He will be trained first and then slowly observed. I see that you like to do challenging things, so you can take care of this little boy. Excuse me, I want to see how far you can take a pile of garbage. In the meantime, I can promise you not to cause trouble to He Qian for the time being."
"Hey, we really died of drought and waterlogging." Fan Sirui said sourly, feeling like he was asking for trouble.
At the time of separation, God was not kind and it started to drizzle.
It's pointless for Yang Yuran to ask more trivial things. He cuts to the core point and confirms: "Does Mr. Zhou know about him?"
"The acting skills are too poor, and the company's investment is not proportional to the return. You, Mr. Zhou, plan to recruit Li Bei from Guardian's first team and let him participate in our mid-year TV series. In exchange, I think it is not enough for you to bring only the boy you have planned. , you take him with you."
When calling Hu Qingdie, He Qian suddenly remembered that Hu Qingdie and Zhong Qingwei belonged to the same company and held the position of director.
Maybe He Qian's luck really happened, and Shen Gu's phone happened to be ringing non-stop. Shen Gu answered the call, and he could tell from the simple answer of 'right now, wait a moment' that something was indeed going on.
The look in his eyes was more like asking, 'You gave me an umbrella, what will she do?' He Qian had never been in love, so he didn't see the meaning, but Yang Yuran saw it clearly.
Hu Qingdie glanced at Yang Yuran thoughtfully and asked bluntly: "What should you do?"
"I asked you to go and send me off as soon as possible. After so many words, do you still want to appear in Zhong Qingwei's variety show?"
Yang Yuran pushed the umbrella into He Qian's hand with all her strength.
"What did he do?" Yang Yuran asked jokingly.
Fan Sirui turned on his phone and waited for a while but no new information came in. He turned his head and saw He Qian scratching his head and head, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Yang Yuran responded "Okay" and scanned the QR code to add.
After receiving the response of "Enter", they came to the desk together.
"Sister Yang, I don't agree with you letting the boys arranged by Shen Gu join the group." He Qian mustered up the courage to tell his true thoughts.
Yang Yuran let go of the mouse, picked up the water cup, took a sip of warm tea, and asked with a smile: "You don't agree?"
"Well, if you keep making sacrifices for me, I will feel very guilty." He Qian's voice became hoarse.
Yang Yuran turned the computer screen to He Qian and Fan Sirui, clicked on the document he was viewing, and said sternly: "Come, get to know your companions in advance. I have already replied to Mr. Zhou this morning, and will accept him into the group and decide to communicate with anyone."
