Jiang Zhihao had no intention of blocking the drink for her. Today he came to clear up the misunderstanding between the two parties. After dinner, they broke up.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhan Xianer was already a little tipsy, her cheeks were rosy and she looked even more beautiful.
Wang Keheng took out his mobile phone, opened the live broadcast of a certain platform, and said to Jiang Zhihao happily: "Has Mr. Jiang played on this platform? I invested in it. There are many good seeds in it. If you need it in the future, please feel free to contact us at any time."
Tell me and I will ask them to find you!"
"Okay, then don't bother Mr. Wang." Jiang Zhihao said with a faint smile.
"Mr. Jiang, please don't call me Young Master Wang. If Grandpa Lan hears it, he might beat me to death. You are a little older than me, and I don't dare to discuss friendship with you, so you might as well call me by my name." Wang
Ke Heng said.
Jiang Zhihao was noncommittal. He and Lan Kehan were brothers, and juniors like Wang Keheng were indeed not suitable to lower their profile.
Wang Keheng opened a live broadcast room, pointed at the anchor above and said: "This is my latest goal. I haven't had time to sign the contract yet, but it is very popular. Maybe not as beautiful as Miss Xian'er, but not too far behind."
After hearing his words, the agent immediately put his head around to see what kind of beauty could make Wang Keheng give such a high evaluation.
You know, Zhan Xianer is famous for her beauty. Not only in the entertainment industry, but also across the country, there are only a handful of people who can compare with her.
As an actress who relies on her beauty to make a name for herself, her agent naturally cares about who can compete with her.
But Wang Keheng's position was a bit far away from her, so she couldn't see her for a while, and she felt very anxious.
Jiang Zhihao originally had no interest in live broadcasting. Lingling had only played it once before when she was invited to participate in live broadcast promotion.
But when he saw the live broadcast room opened by Wang Keheng, he was stunned.
Because the anchor above is none other than Wang Yingjun!
Unlike other female anchors who pose, sing and dance in front of the camera, Wang Yingjun just sits there cutting paper.
She was wearing a clean white dress, her hair was simply pulled up and fixed with hairpins.
Paired with the various colored paper cuts on the table, that indescribable traditional beauty suddenly emerges.
"Does she look good? Isn't she very pure!" Wang Keheng chuckled and said: "To be honest with Mr. Jiang, I like this kind of woman. She looks like she has not experienced much in the world at first glance. She is very clean! But she is also quite aloof. This
I've spent hundreds of thousands of dollars in some time, but I haven't seen any movement from her. Usually people give her gifts, but she never responds and does whatever she needs to do. I don't know what she does, Qinqi.
I can do almost everything from calligraphy and painting to planting flowers and grass, and she is really amazing. If I can get a woman like this, my investment in this live streaming platform will not be in vain."
Wang Keheng had thoughts about Wang Yingjun, which made Jiang Zhihao feel a little unhappy.
But he did not have an attack. Instead, he glanced at Wang Keheng and said, "You invest in the live broadcast platform just for women?"
"Yes, not entirely. Make money on the one hand, and have fun on the other. Don't waste both." Wang Keheng said as he opened the gift of a mobile phone and spent 50,000 yuan on it.
The rockets on this live broadcast platform cost one thousand each, and he used fifty of them in a row, and the barrage immediately flooded the screen like crazy.
"Boss Wang is here again!"
“Boss Wang is awesome!”
"Shenhao is grand!"
The flattery that filled the screen made Wang Kehengle laugh out loud. The only thing that made him unhappy was that Wang Yingjun didn't seem to pay attention to it at all.
"I think she must be pretending to be reserved. She knows I like this and is playing hard to get. Mr. Jiang, do you think so?" Wang Keheng asked.
Jiang Zhihao silently took out his mobile phone and said: "I don't think it's like it. It's probably because you spent too little money, only tens of thousands of dollars. Even a woman who pursues you a little bit won't take it seriously."